Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 849: Dragon Soul, Eight Floating Tu Dragons
Seeing Master Ouyang speak so casually.
Qingyue Demon Emperor sneered, "Sir, this so-called Master Ouyang is too arrogant, why don’t I step in and teach him a lesson?"
"No need, I’m still waiting to see them eat shit upside down!"
Ye Yun waved his hand and said.
The thought of thousands of people eating shit upside down was an exciting spectacle just to imagine.
However.
Ye Yun naturally didn’t want to witness such a disgusting scene.
He could simply leave it to Yao Lingling’s people to watch over it.
"Master, now that you’ve placed the bet, are you confident?"
The beautiful girl in white nervously asked.
"Without a diamond drill, how dare I handle porcelain work?"
Ye Yun smiled indifferently.
"Haha, no wonder you are a master! I also believe you will surely win..."
The beautiful girl in white gave a thumbs up, smilingly said.
"Miss, I’d like to ask you something..."
Ye Yun’s heart skipped a beat, raised his eyebrows, and asked very directly.
"Master, please feel free to ask."
Seemingly blossoming with delight at being praised as a beauty, the corners of the beautiful girl in white’s mouth held a smile, blooming like a rose, more charming than ever.
Ye Yun chuckled, "You’re so stunningly beautiful, why do some people call you Big Brother?"
"This question, I’ll let my Eighth Brother answer for you!"
The beautiful girl in white smiled and nonchalantly pointed her lips towards someone.
"Master, my Big Brother might be incredibly beautiful, but deep down she’s as bold and sturdy as a man. She usually asks us to call her Big Brother..."
The Monster Ling Ling Sect Master sighed.
"Haha, so that’s how it is, truly enlightening!"
Ye Yun laughed heartily.
This little girl before him, although she lost her previous memories, some traits deep in her bones still remained.
These traits made her still a bit like a tomboy.
Without a doubt.
Through the probing dialogue, this little girl in front of him was undoubtedly the Ninth Junior Sister, Gu Anran.
"Master, I feel a real camaraderie with you. If I weren’t so old, I’d really want to swear brotherhood with you!"
The beautiful girl in white looked at Ye Yun, her eyes sparkling, laughing as she spoke.
"Forget about swearing brotherhood. I’ve always been a lone wolf, not fond of such things!"
Ye Yun shook his head to refuse.
You must be joking!
Gu Anran, this little girl, now acting all senior-like, still wants to become the Big Brother through brotherhood?
Absolutely impossible!
Ye Yun was nonetheless in a very good mood at the moment.
Finding his Ninth Junior Sister Gu Anran at this Artifact Refining Convention was indeed a great joy.
Although this little girl had lost her memory, it didn’t affect her image in Ye Yun’s heart.
Less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
"Done!"
Ye Yun suddenly smiled and said, reaching out to open the Bronze Treasure Box, taking out the small golden cauldron.
The Dragon-subduing Cauldron shone like new, emitting a radiant golden light.
A strong breath surged around like tidal waves.
Many refining masters were unprepared, instantly knocked into a sorry state, stumbling around.
Even though Master Ouyang’s group didn’t move physically, their faces flushed red.
"Is it repaired?"
The beautiful girl in white looked in surprise at the Dragon-subduing Cauldron in Ye Yun’s hand, incredulously saying.
"Yes, it is repaired!"
Ye Yun chuckled softly.
"Roar!"
A vigorous dragon’s roar suddenly came from the Dragon-subduing Cauldron.
In the vast golden light.
A golden giant dragon, stretching thousands of feet, flew out from the Dragon-subduing Cauldron.
"Wow!" The beautiful girl in white excitedly said, "Dragon Soul! Even the Dragon Soul has appeared, the Dragon-subduing Cauldron is indeed repaired!"
"This Sea of Creation truly is miraculous..." Emperor Heimang’s eyes showed a look of nostalgia when he gazed at the Dragon Soul.
Hidden within the Dragon-subduing Cauldron was a powerful Dragon Soul.
Because of this Dragon Soul, the Dragon-subduing Cauldron was so powerful.
"This is... the Eight Part Buddhist Dragon!"
Looking at the roaming golden Dragon Soul, Ye Yun raised an eyebrow, revealing a semblance of enlightenment.
So, hidden within the Dragon-subduing Cauldron was the Dragon Soul of an Eight Part Buddhist Dragon.
Ye Yun had some recollection of the Eight Part Buddhist Dragon.
The Eight Part Buddhist Dragon was a high-level Divine Dragon in the Dragon Clan, renowned for its fierce combat prowess.
This tribe was under the command of the Taixu Ancient Dragon, one of the ten Super Divine Dragons.
"Emperor Heimang, why are you here? Weren’t you already dead?"
The golden Dragon Soul perched in mid-air, its cold dragon eyes gazing downward, quickly recognizing an old acquaintance—
Emperor Heimang in his black imperial robe.
Thus, the Eight Part Buddhist Dragon quietly sent a voice transmission to Emperor Heimang.
"I’m not dead, the master saved me."
Facing the golden Dragon Soul, Emperor Heimang found himself filled with complex emotions, his voice trembling as he spoke.
"Is it this young man in white?"
The Eight Part Buddhist Dragon looked at Ye Yun, holding the golden Dragon-subduing Seal, and asked.
"Yes, this is my master!"
Emperor Heimang nodded.
"This person..."
The Eight Part Buddhist Dragon gazed at Ye Yun, suddenly feeling a vague disorienting sensation, like a stream surfacing in its heart.
For this young man in white, it felt an indescribable familiarity.
Surprisingly, this familiarity also carried a faint sense of awe.
"Sir, your cultivation base is unfathomable, who are you? Why do you feel so familiar, yet so awe-inspiring? This feeling only exists within our Dragon Clan..."
The Eight Part Buddhist Dragon gazed at Ye Yun, quietly sending a voice transmission.
"This is a long story, I will tell you later. Return to the Dragon-subduing Cauldron for now..."
Ye Yun glanced somewhere, thoughtfully speaking.
"Alright!"
The Eight Part Buddhist Dragon hesitated for a moment but agreed, immediately turning into a golden light and diving back into the Dragon-subduing Cauldron.
"The Dragon-subduing Cauldron has been repaired."
Ye Yun looked at the beautiful girl in white, smiled, and tossed it over.
"Master, you are truly an extraordinary person, this treasure repair has really opened our eyes!"
The beautiful girl in white received the Dragon-subduing Cauldron, silently feeling it, then raised her head, her face filled with delight as she spoke.
"It’s alright."
Ye Yun smiled.
The beautiful girl in white turned around, looking at Master Ouyang not far away, calmly saying, "The Master has successfully repaired the Dragon-subduing Cauldron, now shouldn’t you guys fulfill your promise of failure?"
"I..."
Master Ouyang’s face flushed red, cold sweat breaking out all over him.
He now regretted everything.
What was he thinking at the time when he made that reckless bet about eating shit upside down?
Now that mysterious young man in white indeed restored the Lower Emperor-grade Dragon-subduing Cauldron to middle-grade divine within the time of an incense stick.
How did he do it?
Such a world-defying method of restoration was simply terrifying!
Master Ouyang suddenly pinched his temples, and a sharp pain surged through his body.
He grimaced, realizing this wasn’t a dream.
Everything that just happened was entirely real.
"What should I do? Do I really have to perform eating shit upside down in front of everyone?"
Master Ouyang suddenly panicked, appearing a bit lost.
At this moment.
A ripple in the void, a few strong figures emerged.
A total of five people, three women, and two men.
Each wore a uniform azure robe, faces icy-cold, emanating an aura of keeping people at a distance.
"Tsk tsk, the Artifact Refining Convention held by Yao Lingling is truly eye-opening, it’s unbelievable that a Lower Emperor-grade treasure can be restored to middle-grade divine so quickly!"
The leading beautiful young woman, looking at the crowd below, showed a praising gaze.
"Ruthless Palace?"
The beautiful girl in white, seeing the azure robe style, instantly changed her expression as if witnessing something terrifying.
