Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 727: I am the New Ancestor Dragon
"Haha!"
Hearing the pig-slaughter-like screams, the Saint of Eight Extremes grinned. "Well fought!"
"You, Saint of Eight Extremes! You were once defeated by me, the Dragon Ancestor! Now you’re just acting high and mighty with Senior’s backing. What kind of hero are you?!"
Seeing the Saint of Eight Extremes gloating, the Dark Ancient Demon Dragon endured the pain, glared, and shouted, "If it weren’t for your Seven-star formation, you’d be no match for me!"
The Saint of Eight Extremes narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.
He could naturally see that the Dark Ancient Demon Dragon was activating the Silver Star Point between its eyebrows, borrowing power from the great formation of Seven Star Mountain.
"Not my match?"
The Dark Ancient Demon Dragon was infuriated, its rage flaring once more. It seemed to forget it was a pig, struggling with all its might, trying to charge at the Saint of Eight Extremes.
SMACK!
A heavy slap landed squarely on the Dragon Pig’s rump, making a crisp sound.
"AAAH..."
The Dark Ancient Demon Dragon wailed. The searing pain on its backside made it realize it was no longer the Dragon Ancestor of the True God Realm Tenth Layer, but a pig at the First Level of the Life and Death Realm.
"How dare you speak to Senior Ba Ji like that? Such disrespect! You really fucking deserve a beating!" Big Black Cat glared, looking thoroughly menacing.
"I..."
The Dark Ancient Demon Dragon looked aggrieved but didn’t dare to speak.
It knew these two figures from the Life and Death Realm were Senior’s subordinates and absolutely could not be offended. For now, it could only shut its mouth, tuck its tail between its legs, and behave.
"And you two are...?" the Saint of Eight Extremes asked, looking at the black-robed youth exuding a Demonic Aura. He smiled politely and cupped his fists.
"Just call me Little black boy! She’s Mu Qing, a handmaiden by the Master’s side," Big Black Cat replied courteously, introducing Mu Qing as well.
"Greetings, Senior Ba Ji!" Mu Qing said with a modest smile, also speaking politely.
After all, when it came to age and cultivation base, the Saint of Eight Extremes was far their superior.
"Please, no need for such formalities," the Saint of Eight Extremes said with a smile.
An almost imperceptible flicker passed through his eyes.
Senior’s cultivation is heaven-defying, yet the people around him... are only at the Life and Death Realm. Their cultivation base is far too low. In my opinion, to be qualified to serve Senior, one should at least be a God Realm powerhouse like myself.
Conscious of his own status, the Saint of Eight Extremes, after politely responding to them, didn’t engage further with Big Black Cat or Mu Qing.
"Behave yourself from now on!"
After giving the Dark Ancient Demon Dragon a dressing-down, Big Black Cat felt much of its ill temper dissipate and casually tossed it aside.
"Understood," the Dark Ancient Demon Dragon replied, lowering its head, aggrieved.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, its gaze flickered towards the depths of the pond.
It was also very curious. Why would there be a star-blue Giant Dragon in the depths of the pond? There were seven ponds in total, and each pond had a Giant Dragon. Now that six of them were dead, could it be... that the energy it had absorbed also came from these Divine Dragons?
As the Dark Ancient Demon Dragon was lost in these conjectures...
「Meanwhile」
Ye Yun stood in the depths of the pond, a regretful look on his face as he gazed at the Star Dragon before him.
This Divine Dragon is barely clinging to life. If I don’t intervene promptly, it probably won’t survive another ten years.
"Star Dragon, can you hear me?" Ye Yun asked softly. As he spoke, he set up an invisible barrier, preventing those outside the pond from observing what was happening here.
The bottom of the pond was silent. The Star Dragon, as if deep in slumber, gave no response.
Ye Yun sighed.
He took out a small green vial and poured out some Water of Life. A stream of green liquid materialized, flowing towards the Star Dragon and seeping in through the crevices of its dragon mouth.
As the Water of Life was infused, the once-dying Star Dragon revived, its vitality surging, its aura abruptly becoming powerful.
The Star Dragon snapped its eyes open. It stared incredulously at the white-robed young man before it, its eyes filled with immense shock.
"Sir, who are you?" the Star Dragon asked in astonishment.
Ye Yun’s body pulsed, releasing a wisp of the Ancestor Dragon’s aura that pressed down on it.
This Star Dragon’s original cultivation base was at least at the Divine Monarch Realm. After consuming some Water of Life, although its body has largely recovered, its cultivation base is still only at the True God Realm. Its realm has fallen drastically.
"Greetings, Lord Ancestor Dragon!"
Sensing the supreme suppression in its bloodline, the Star Dragon’s body trembled violently. It immediately prostrated itself on the ground and said with heartfelt submission.
There’s another formation?
When the Star Dragon moved, Ye Yun noticed a circular pattern beneath it. Within this circular pattern was a star composed of countless runes. This formation firmly locked the Star Dragon to the bottom of the pond, preventing it from escaping this space.
Ye Yun’s eyes flashed. He glanced at the other six ponds and found they were all the same.
With a wave of his hand, he shattered the formation.
The Star Dragon instantly regained its freedom.
It transformed into a blue-robed young man who immediately knelt at Ye Yun’s feet, weeping and wailing inconsolably. "Thank you, Lord Ancestor Dragon..." The Star Dragon’s voice was mournful as it cried out repeatedly.
Ye Yun remained silent. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
This Star Dragon must have been trapped for at least several million years. If not for its high cultivation, it would have perished long ago.
"Get up. I have some questions for you," Ye Yun said after a few moments. He waved his hand, and a surge of Mana swept out, helping the Star Dragon to its feet.
"Lord Ancestor Dragon, I never imagined you were still in this world..." After standing up, the Star Dragon rubbed his hands together, speaking with great excitement.
"I am the New Ancestor Dragon," Ye Yun stated gravely, his tone indifferent. "The original Ancestor Dragon has indeed vanished, his whereabouts unknown. However, let this matter rest. Do not bring it up again in the future, and do not speak of it to anyone. In my presence, you will address me as ’Master’."
"I understand, Master!" The Star Dragon was momentarily stunned, then nodded with quick understanding.
The bloodline suppression was undeniable. Although he wasn’t clear about the connection between the previous Ancestor Dragon and this New Ancestor Dragon, he knew this wasn’t something a mere Star Dragon like himself was privy to. After all, in the Ancient Times, even the Ten Super Divine Dragons found it exceedingly difficult to gain an audience with Lord Ancestor Dragon. The Ancestor Dragon—as the progenitor of all dragons—was supreme and incomparably noble, capable of exerting bloodline suppression over any member of the Dragon Clan, even the Ten Super Divine Dragons. Such suppression could not be faked. Thus, after Ye Yun’s instruction, the Star Dragon immediately understood how he should act.
"These seven ponds held seven Star Dragons in total. Who captured you and imprisoned you here?" Ye Yun asked.
Upon hearing this, memories of past sorrows surfaced. Tears welled in the Star Dragon’s eyes as it said mournfully, "Reporting to Lord Ancestor Dragon, it was the Nine-tailed Divine Dragon who captured us..."
"In the Ancient Times, your cultivation bases were at least at the Divine Monarch Realm. The Nine-tailed Divine Dragon dared to capture you, and the Star Giant Dragon simply watched and did nothing?" Ye Yun asked, frowning.
"Lord Ancestor Dragon, the Nine-tailed Divine Dragon is exceedingly cruel. It’s said that some dragons who made mistakes were often devoured by it. We were fortunate merely to be captured and sealed, rather than eaten..." Recalling the Nine-tailed Divine Dragon, terror filled the Star Dragon’s face as it spoke through its tears.
"Hmph, a cruel tyrant indeed!" Ye Yun’s eyebrows arched, and he snorted coldly.
