Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 187: Hidden Dragon Shackles

Duan Jiutian mused for a moment, then sighed. "In that case, I must fully commit to nurturing Ye Cangqian, the Child of Celestial Mandate. To be honest, I’ve never liked his disposition. The man is wildly ambitious, ruthless, and cruel..."

Long Fengyang snorted, retorting sarcastically, "Can he be more cruel, ruthless, and evil than Ye Tianling?"

Duan Jiutian said, "Ye Tianling may be cruel and evil, but he has a bottom line. And he treats his family extremely well; otherwise, Long Tianmo would have never stepped in to save him. Thousand Tribulations believes Long Tianmo did it for the Divine Blood, but I know that’s definitely not the case."

Long Fengyang said scornfully, "A bottom line? Is his bottom line using that Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod to... ’poke’ people everywhere? My Dragon Race has no room for such shameless members! I’d heard rumors about incidents like that before, back when I didn’t know his true identity, and I found them utterly repulsive. To think that the person I found so repulsive was the defective, flawed product I myself created in an experiment!"

Duan Jiutian was stunned speechless by this outburst and couldn’t find a reply.

He wasn’t very clear on the details of this Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod "poking" incident.

But how could an old timer at the Sword Ancestor Level like him not know the... specific function of a Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod?

The expression on Duan Jiutian’s face became exceptionally colorful.

"Hmph! This rebellious son! It’s one thing for him to be defiant, but to be so depraved and shameless is a disgrace to public decency! It damages the reputation of my Dragon Race. I will get to the bottom of this matter!"

Long Fengyang’s expression grew even colder as he mentioned it.

Duan Jiutian was unaware of all this, so his aged face showed a bit of confusion.

"I had heard some rumors about this rebellious son before. After all, a matter like this caused such an uproar that, as the Saint Master, any and all intelligence from the Azure Flame Mansion region is collected and presented to me... To think, it was really..."

Long Fengyang felt utterly helpless.

He didn’t mention the specific details—not because he didn’t want to, but because he was too ashamed.

Duan Jiutian asked cautiously, "What exactly did he do to disappoint you so much, to the point of making you this furious?"

The corner of Long Fengyang’s mouth twitched. "If you’re interested, you can look into it yourself. Brother Jiutian, if anything comes up, we can communicate by message. For now, I’m going to have a good ’talk’ with the Blood Killing Saint Master about their motives for hiding this from me!"

With that, Long Fengyang composed himself, unwilling to say more.

Duan Jiutian nodded. "Well then, until we meet again. Brother Fengyang, whatever you do, please think thrice."

Long Fengyang said, "I will. On your end, if Ye Cangqian runs into any difficulties, don’t hesitate to ask. I will do my best to help you, and him."

Hearing this, a look of relief appeared on Duan Jiutian’s face. "With your word, I can truly rest easy. Brother Fengyang, take care."

...

After Duan Jiutian left, Long Fengyang immediately used his Ancestor Dao, calling out across space to the Blood Killing Saint Master with the clear intent of holding him accountable.

The Blood Killing Saint Master had no choice but to hand over Xia Xinyan and have her answer Long Fengyang’s questions alone.

And from Xia Xinyan, Long Fengyang learned a great deal of information.

Afterward, using the information he’d obtained from Blood Killing Heaven, Long Fengyang directly summoned Granny Qinglian across space.

Granny Qinglian was currently in the Returning Butterfly Sacred Land, while Ouyang Ruoxue had once again gone out into the world to train.

When Long Fengyang locked onto her, Granny Qinglian’s heart pounded in her chest, and she was thoroughly terrified.

Under the pressure of Long Fengyang’s aggressive and ruthless interrogation, Granny Qinglian finally broke and told him everything she knew.

At this point, Long Fengyang had learned almost everything about Ye Tianling.

’Taking Ye Yueling’s innocence, humiliating the future First Saintess of the Returning Butterfly Sacred Land, and all his various slaughters and atrocities... This rebellious son is born with a treacherous bone in his body. He truly shouldn’t be allowed to exist in this world!’

’What a pity. The Divine Blood was detonated by him, killing Long Tianxiao, and was thus wasted!’

’And Long Tianyu, my dear daughter, how could she be so foolish? She refused to absorb the Dragon Blood, wasting such a heaven-sent opportunity. Instead, she colluded with Ye Tianling and Long Tianmo to deceive me, her own father.’

’Heh, with children like these, I’m better off without them!’

The bloody light in Long Fengyang’s eyes intensified. Finally, his heart filled with ruthless cruelty, he went directly to the Ancestral Dragon Abyss!

"Long Tianyu, get out here!"

Long Fengyang’s furious roar echoed through the Ancestral Dragon Abyss.

"Father Emperor—"

Long Tianyu was at a critical moment in her recovery, and the sudden interruption rendered all her Cultivation and effort from the past several days completely wasted.

Her mood soured, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

’This... is probably my fate.’

Long Tianyu sighed inwardly but did not dare to defy Long Fengyang’s summons. She immediately came to the outskirts of the Ancestral Dragon Abyss, appeared before him, bowed, and called out respectfully.

SLAP—

Long Fengyang lashed out, viciously slapping Long Tianyu across the face.

SPIT—

The immense power and unreserved explosion of Battle Intent sent Long Tianyu flying.

Long Tianyu was the Dragon Race Saintess, a Half-step Goddess whose Battle Power once approached the Near Nine Forbidden. How could her physical body not be incredibly strong?

And yet, a single slap had split the skin on her face, sending blood streaming down. It had nearly taken her head off.

"F-Father Emperor—"

Long Tianyu clutched her face, tears welling in her eyes. Once she steadied herself, she simply stared silently at Long Fengyang.

"You dare collude with Long Tianmo to deceive me? What sort of bewitching poison did Ye Tianling feed you? Is that mongrel, that piece of trash, that defective product worth your protection? Look at what he is, what kind of creature he is, and the utterly depraved things he has done! He’s just a wild breed born with a treacherous soul!"

Long Fengyang roared, his emotions completely out of control.

"Father Emperor, the ’Hidden Dragon Shackles’ are flaring up. You must control your Emotions! Don’t let the evil, violent power affect your mind."

Long Tianyu didn’t feel wronged. Instead, her eyes filled with immense worry and concern as she spoke gently to Long Fengyang.

"You..."

The sight of Long Tianyu’s tear-filled, yet incredibly sincere and worried, gaze pierced through Long Fengyang’s blood-red eyes. His heart trembled, and a sliver of clarity returned to him.

"Father Emperor, you must stay strong!"

Long Tianyu’s voice grew even softer as she mustered her incredibly weak Cyan Dragon Dragon Soul Power, hoping to offer Long Fengyang some help.

"Tianyu... you... why did you... betray your Father Emperor? You know that Ye Tianling has no future. He can never step into the Void Realm, so why give him hope?"

Long Fengyang’s voice trembled.

He finally reined in his violent heart, suppressing the tyrannical urge to kill Long Tianyu.

"No matter how bad he is, he is still my older brother. Besides, he’s not as terrible as you think, Father. Everything he does is just a form of self-preservation, a way to protect himself from being hurt."

The light in Long Tianyu’s eyes dimmed even further as she spoke with a sigh.

Her heart ached.

It ached for her Father Emperor.

And it ached even more for her pitiful older brother.