My wife who comes from a wealthy family-Chapter 908 - 909: Stepping onto Dragon Island

There are countless legends about Dragon Island!

Although Ye Wudao had never set foot on Dragon Island, he had heard numerous rumors about it!

It’s said that Dragon Island is terrifying to the extreme!

No one has ever returned alive!

Yet, some say Dragon Island is a paradise beyond the mortal world!

"Come on, let me show you the customs and culture of Dragon Island!" Long Mie patted Ye Wudao’s shoulder.

"Haha, alright." Ye Wudao nodded with a smile.

On the outskirts of Dragon Island, faint golden radiance shimmered, making it hard for outsiders to see what lay within.

"What’s this?" Ye Wudao asked curiously.

"This is the Tian Long Grand Array unique to Dragon Island. Once activated, it’s said to be able to repel attacks from mighty beings at the Divine Power Realm. Anyway, in all my years, I’ve never seen anyone foolish enough to provoke Dragon Island!" Long Mie explained with a laugh.

"Haha, indeed."

Soon, the two of them arrived at Dragon Island.

Dragon Island was immense, stretching beyond the horizon!

The entire island resembled an ancient city, picturesque and serene, filled with birdsongs and floral fragrances!

The buildings on the island were vibrant and colorful, with shades of white, blue, and black!

Every structure was colossal, and whether big or small, they all exuded a sense of timelessness!

"Old Ye, Dragon Island operates under a strict hierarchy! The dragon race is divided into seven tiers, and these buildings you see represent the residences of the different tiers of dragons!" Long Mie explained.

Ye Wudao nodded, noticing that Dragon Island was not so different from human cities, bustling with shops and street vendors hawking their wares everywhere!

People were milling about, creating a truly lively atmosphere!

"These dragons also enjoy turning into human form?" Ye Wudao asked curiously.

In his mind, Dragon Island would have countless massive dragons hundreds of meters long!

A world destined for giants!

But upon entering Dragon Island, Ye Wudao realized he hadn’t seen a single dragon!

Long Mie chuckled and said, "The dragon race might be arrogant, claiming to be the king of all beasts, but humans are the true masters of the world! Humans possess the virtue of the heavens and earth, embodying intelligence and adaptability. The dragon race prefers to take human forms because it’s more convenient and less restrictive for their activities!"

Now it made sense!

Ye Wudao smiled in understanding.

"Come on, let me take you to True Dragon Avenue, the liveliest spot on Dragon Island. You’ll find many rare treasures you’ve never seen before!" Long Mie invited.

"Sounds good!" Ye Wudao’s eyes lit up.

Soon, under Long Mie’s guidance, Ye Wudao arrived at a massive street!

This street stretched tens of kilometers, with wide roads, lined with shops, swarming with vendors, and bustling with activity!

"It’s so lively!" Ye Wudao couldn’t help but exclaim.

"Hey there, guest! Would you like to try some Dragon Zhi Tea?" A tea vendor hollered nearby.

"Old Ye, this Dragon Zhi Tea is a specialty of Dragon Island. Drinking it regularly can refresh your mind and extend your lifespan!" Long Mie said, swaggering as he turned to the vendor, "Bring us two cups!"

"Right away!"

Moments later, the tea vendor handed over two cups of red tea to Long Mie.

"Guests, that’ll be twenty Spirit Crystals!"

After paying, Long Mie passed one of the cups to Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao took a sip, its unique flavor—sweet, sour, and bitter—surprised him, prompting him to say, "What a peculiar taste!"

"Haha, you’ll get used to it after a few tries!" Long Mie laughed.

The pair strolled down the bustling avenue, marveling at its array of food, lodgings, entertainment, and luxuries, leaving Ye Wudao truly astonished!

"Huh, what’s happening up ahead?" Ye Wudao noticed a crowd gathering.

"Oh, that’s Dragon Island’s antique market!" Long Mie scoffed, "For some reason, Dragon Island has long cut ties with humanity, yet the antique market owners here are all slyer than human frauds—more treacherous than the worst swindlers!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wudao laughed, "Merchants always chase profits. Let’s go have a look?"

"Let’s go! If anyone dares cheat my brother, I’ll tear their shop apart!" Long Mie said with swagger.

Arriving at the antique market, dragon vendors were zealously shouting to advertise their goods!

"Eight Treasures Box, genuine Eight Treasures Box here!"

"Qi Baishi’s famed painting, completely authentic, absolutely genuine!"

Haha!

Hearing this, Ye Wudao couldn’t help but burst out laughing!

Qi Baishi’s authentic work?

This has got to be a joke!

A Dragon Island vendor selling Qi Baishi’s authentic work?

The scruffy, bearded old man hawking Qi Baishi’s painting became furious and waved a scroll at him, "Young friend, are you doubting that I’m selling Qi Baishi’s genuine work?"

Ye Wudao grinned and asked, "What was Qi Baishi most known for painting?"

"I don’t know what he specialized in painting, but I assure you my work is the real deal!" the scruffy old man retorted, wriggling his eyebrows.

Ye Wudao laughed, "What you’re selling is the Seven Steeds Painting—that’s clearly a masterpiece by Master Xu Beihong..."

"Xu Beihong? Never heard of him!" The scruffy old man held up the Seven Steeds Painting and grinned, "Young friend, you’re new here! Every guest is welcome! I’ll cut you a deal—this authentic painting is yours for a discounted price of ten thousand Spirit Crystals!"

What the heck!

Ten thousand Spirit Crystals!

And for a fake painting at that!

Now that’s daylight robbery!

Long Mie grabbed the old man by the collar and threatened, "Old man, how much is it really worth?"

"One thousand, no wait, one hundred, maybe..." The old man gritted his teeth and said, "How about one Spirit Crystal?"

"Pfft, it’s worthless!" Long Mie released the old man from his grip.

Ye Wudao crouched down and browsed through the stall. Suddenly, a black dragon-marked storage ring caught his eye!

Ye Wudao picked up the storage ring, feeling it in his hand. It seemed interesting!

"Boss, how much for this storage ring?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Ah, this young man truly has great taste! You’ve spotted my family heirloom kept hidden for eighteen generations! This ring is a Divine Artifact—a flat rate of ten thousand Spirit Crystals!" the scruffy old man declared.

Ye Wudao instantly felt three black lines appear on his forehead!

Long Mie rolled up his sleeve, clenched his fists, and sneered, "Ten thousand Spirit Crystals, huh? The Dragon Island swindlers are seriously crossing all limits now—selling a piece of junk while demanding ten thousand Spirit Crystals!"

"How about one thousand? One thousand Spirit Crystals!" the scruffy old man said.

Ye Wudao shook his head and said, "Forget it, let’s go!"

"Hmph!" Long Mie snorted coldly.

"Young friend, don’t leave! How about a thousand Spirit Crystals? Let’s be friends!" The scruffy old man grabbed Ye Wudao’s arm tightly.

Ye Wudao was about to refuse when a voice suddenly came from the small tower!

"Master, this ring is not ordinary!" freeωebnovēl.c૦m

What?

Hearing the small tower’s words, Ye Wudao’s heart skipped a beat, "How extraordinary?"

"I can sense that the ring carries an aura similar to mine!" the small tower replied.

Boom!

Ye Wudao’s entire body trembled!

Ye Wudao was well aware of how terrifying the small tower was!

Here in the stall of a Dragon Island crook, there was a seemingly insignificant storage ring that carried the same aura as the small tower!

He absolutely had to have it!

Realizing he had stumbled upon a treasure, Ye Wudao was about to speak when Long Mie immediately read his thoughts. Putting his arm around the old man, he said, "Old man, here’s the deal: I’ll offer you one hundred Spirit Crystals!"

"That won’t do! This storage ring truly is a family heirloom, young master. Could you raise your offer? How about nine hundred Spirit Crystals?" The scruffy old man reluctantly said.

"Two hundred Spirit Crystals!" Long Mie said flatly, "If you’re not willing, we’ll leave right now!"

"Alright, alright, two hundred it is..." The scruffy old man sighed.

Long Mie paid and handed the ring to Ye Wudao.

Suddenly, an arrogant voice echoed, "Hold on, whatever price that boy offered, I’ll pay ten times more!"