(Anyway, we’re just idle... let’s ask for a monthly ticket)

In the end, we left behind the chaotic onlookers in the market and the confused soldiers, strolling away casually under the influence of Sandora’s spiritual interference.

The old purple-robed mage probably wouldn’t care why a group of inexplicable onlookers suddenly disappeared. What he should be considering now is how to handle this unprecedented emergency: I think this might be an unprecedented situation since the establishment of the city of Sen Tu. A giant dragon descending upon a human city is a rare event in history, and such occurrences usually leave behind a long list of names: half likely to be a list of martyrs. I doubt anyone wishes to find themselves on such a list. And today, with a giant dragon suddenly passing over Sen Tu, it’s foreseeable that this will become a historical event, whether or not this dragon returns. Those who experienced this event in person will undoubtedly remember it for a lifetime. Of course, for some, there is another matter to worry about—the passing dragon considers half-dragon people as its kin, at least as mixed-blood kin.

The dragon clan component in the half-dragon people’s bloodline was finally recognized by a second race, and it was a giant dragon itself that acknowledged it.

"Dragons haven’t appeared in this world for a long time. The last recorded appearance of a giant dragon was more than two hundred years ago, when a traveling giant dragon made a brief stop near the capital of the Kerquite Duchy and exchanged a few words with the then grand duke. That was the entire account of the last time a giant dragon appeared in this world. No one knows where these dragons live; humans have scoured the entire world yet couldn’t actively find any dragon, so some speculate that the place dragons live in is some lost world."

On the road, Lilina began to explain the legends of dragons in this world, many of which I didn’t know. Many worlds have dragons, but essentially in every world, dragons interact with other races in different ways. In Azeroth, despite being powerful, the Dragon Clan maintains communication with other races, and their habitats are known to mortal races (though visiting is another matter). In the Vedis Empire, there are also giant dragons; they live in the secret realms deep within the continent and ocean. Although powerful, they lack a high level of civilization structure and even intelligence, at the time categorized as powerful wild animals. In some worlds, dragons exist in opposition to mortals, maintaining an endless war until an empire mediates, while in others, dragons have close interactions with mortals, even residing in the same cities, doing the same jobs: wise dragons can transform into human forms.

In this world, however, dragons take a different path: possessing high intelligence and their own social structure, they virtually have no contact with human society, remaining absolutely reclusive and independent, so much so that mortals refer to them as "legendary race."

"So, half-dragon people have always insisted they have dragon blood, but the real dragons have always remained a legend and rarely bother to respond to these mortal topics," my sister sighed. "What a bunch of haughty creatures. But this time Lin’s actions are quite bold, never thought she’d have such a dynamic side to her!"

"Because she’s silly and easily moved," Monina chuckled, looking up at the sky, "She was probably moved by this race’s persistence? Or simply touched by Shajina? Who knows, there is indeed an impulsive element in the Dragon Clan’s nature. Don’t let Lin’s foolishness fool you, she’s a Dragon God too. Oh, she’s still circling around somewhere, let’s go pick her up later. By the way, let’s also bring the two half-dragon girls; Shajina and Sona are now thoroughly involved, and we need to see this through—Lin, that hot-headed fool."

Though her words were less than polite, Monina wore a pleased expression; no member of the Divine Clan’s Tiaozi Five disliked a little trouble. Being gods, she’s long been accustomed to seeing things through to the end. I could only shrug; as an observer, I found myself curious, wanting to see how this group of gods usually handles situations—ordinarily, they only loafed around my house, eating and drinking, and I truly had no idea what they were like when actually doing something serious.

Soon we returned to the Dark Alley District, coming to the door of the two half-dragon girls’ house. Compared to the bustling market, it was indeed quiet here. No one had found this place yet; when Shajina and Sona ran out, Sandora subtly helped with some spiritual interference so that the chaotic onlookers didn’t notice them. Those few who knew the two half-dragon girls probably hadn’t left the market yet. As for the residents of the Dark Alley District, they were likely still hiding inside their homes, afraid to come out. The recent "dragon awe" was quite effective for stopping children from crying at night, and no one here would associate the giant dragon in the sky with the two half-dragon girls living next door. Speaking of which, I wondered if Shajina and Sona had calmed down yet...

The door wasn’t locked, and with a push, it opened. Qianqian was the first to hop inside, shouting loudly, "Sona! Shajina! We’ve arrived!"

As soon as she spoke, there came a clatter from inside, as if bottles and jars had fallen to the ground, immediately followed by Sona coming out, with Shajina following behind, holding her arm, with purplish-black medicinal powder visible through her fingers, seemingly just applying some medicine. I immediately felt a bit of dissonance: after such a major event, with the two nearly becoming figures of interest, the clueless half-dragon girl still managed to remain calm enough to tend to her injury first after returning home. But then I realized my own foolishness: with such a big cut on her arm, would she not apply medicine after returning home but instead write a reflection report? Did I think this was a YY novel? No matter how many liters of blood are coughed up, as long as the plot requires, they can bounce back and forth energetically to the end...

"Ah, it’s you all," Sona saw everyone and instinctively looked behind us, as if checking for a following throng of soldiers before finally showing a relieved look. "Come in quickly."

A group of people entered the courtyard, turned around, and closed the door. Lilina bounced over energetically, tapped Shajina on the arm, and a green flash instantly appeared. Shajina, surprised, released her grip: "It’s done?"

Lilina tilted her head back: "Of course, I’m best at healing. I’m a healing route Loli!"

"Hehe, you two Dragon Descendants, want to say a few words about winning an award?" Qianqian, smiling brightly, approached Sona, pulling out a microphone from somewhere and holding it to Sona’s mouth. Sona instinctively took half a step back: "Is this... something to eat?"

"So, what are your plans now?" Bingdisi sized up the two Half-Dragon People with stiff expressions and asked meaningfully, "Continue to mix in under the guise of being explorers? I’m afraid that’s not feasible anymore. You’re not foolish; you should know that soon the two of you will become the focus. Whether other Half-Dragon People in this world will immediately attract attention is still uncertain, but at least for you two, your ordinary days are over. This could be a good thing; you can now openly proclaim yourselves as Dragon Descendants, and at least here in Sen Tu, no one dare deny it. From now on, you will live prosperous lives."

"We..." Sona opened her mouth and finally sighed, "We don’t know what to do either. Our minds are still foggy. Why did this happen? It was so sudden... too unreal. I feel something’s not quite right. A dragon suddenly appeared? Shajina’s blood summoned a dragon? And it was a never-before-seen Double-headed Giant Dragon... Ugh, it feels like a dream."

I nodded to show my understanding. Although Half-Dragon People always insist they have dragon blood, holding it as their last source of pride and persistence after their Race declined, they never imagined it would be confirmed in such a powerful way. It’s like if one day, a five-clawed Golden Dragon suddenly descended at the police station in China demanding an ID card registration, the best result might be a group of experts from CCTV10 explaining the dialectical relationship between Spherical Lightning and mass illusions...

"But it’s still quite exciting, right?" Bingdisi chuckled cheekily, showing no Goddess poise, "There was a lack of confidence when claiming to be Half-Dragon People before, but not this time."

"Alright, alright," I dragged this trouble-making guy to the back and said to Shajina, "Come with us for a bit; there are some things to explain, and that idiot is still circling in the sky."

"Go with you?" Shajina blinked in surprise, "To where?"

"It’s a fairly distant place. Haven’t you noticed we’re missing someone?" Monina retrieved her Dark Dual Blades from her Personal Space, casually swiping them through the air, creating a pitch-black crack that quickly expanded to accommodate two or three people. It looked eerie and intimidating—more intimidating was the countless blinking eyes inside the space rift...

I: "...Explain this."

"Borrowed some ideas from Purple; I thought her gap was pretty cool."

Anyone with a sane mind would probably not be willing to enter such a bizarre passage, and Shajina and Sona’s perspectives were certainly normal. Faced with Monina’s spectacle of Big Eyes version Space Gate, they shook their heads vehemently. Monina, helpless, had to cancel the portal’s design before making an inviting gesture to the two Half-Dragon girls.

The Shadow Power-distorted Space Gate was pitch-black. Shajina and Sona hesitated at first, but seeing Qianqian and Lilina jump in boldly, they gritted their teeth and followed.

The surroundings blurred, and we arrived on the other side of the Space Gate. Just the unfamiliar, dry air was enough to make us realize we were likely far from the plains. Opposite the Space Gate was a barren mountainous region; the ground was scattered with gravel and barren sandy soil, and a dry wind blew in from the northwest, stirring up dust clouds. Shajina and Sona’s eyes widened, clearly realizing how advanced Monina’s rift-cutting Space Gate seemed to them.

And just as we completed the teleportation, a tremendous crash came from the cliffs in the distance.

Looks like that girl finally couldn’t hold back her crash landing.

The crash was accompanied by the rumbling of the earth. Shajina and Sona didn’t know why we dragged them over here in the first place, and now they cried out in alarm, but just when they were halfway through their exclamations, Bingdisi and Monina picked them up one on each side and flew into the air towards the cliff. Half-Dragon People couldn’t fly, taking them along running around would take too much time.

Rounding a small mountainous fold, the source of the crash appeared before everyone. It was an incredibly sturdy vertical cliff that looked like granite, but now its solid, flat surface was shattered, and rocks were tumbling down the mountain. A Golden Giant Dragon was in close contact with the cliff at a vertical angle, both its heads embedded into the cliff, only its body was exposed, wriggling in the air. A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the dragon’s wings twitched, then it began to pull its heads out forcefully.

Everyone: "..."

"That girl is getting more creative," Monina said, smacking her lips as she held Sona at the waist, "finally not satisfied with simply landing with her mouth and invented this embedding-head-into-cliff landing style, huh."

The two Half-Dragon Girls, who were just crying out in the air moments ago, suddenly fell silent. Looking at the embarrassed Golden Giant Dragon in front of them, they were rendered speechless.

"Boom!" With an earth-shaking crash, the Golden Giant Dragon managed to extract its head. Perhaps it tried to control its strength, but the moment the head came out, the cliff began to collapse. Clearly, the "landing" from earlier had shattered the entire mountain load-bearing structure, and the rock-based mountain further accelerated the fragmentation process. In our amazed eyes, a third of the stone mountain collapsed, forming a crescent-shaped gap. A towering dust cloud rose but was quickly dispersed by the storm summoned by Uncle Kenser. Lin stood cautiously on the debris pile, which was half as big as a city!

"Uh, did I mess up again?" The right head of the Double-headed Giant Dragon looked up at us pitifully, teary-eyed.

"You know, you could transform into your human form for landing; at most, it would only make a big crater." Bingdisi finally pointed out this harsh fact—I had plenty of reasons to believe she’d thought of it long ago and was just waiting for Lin to crash into the mountain before saying it. Of course, I had no grounds for disdain as I always remained silent.

The two heads of the Double-headed Golden Giant Dragon drooped simultaneously, deeply burying in the rubble of the cliff, then after a couple of spruces, it didn’t move.

"Aha, now the girl even has a tantrum!" Bingdisi laughed gleefully, then led the descent.

It appeared Lin wasn’t hurt: That’s expected. The girl’s scales are tougher than the armor plates on starships, and I estimate she wouldn’t get hurt if she rammed Earth, but the mental strike was evidently more severe than the physical. Although she lifted her head when we came down, her eyes remained dejected: All four of them were downcast. Dingdang perched on Lin’s left head, enlightening her subordinate, and imparting his own landing techniques, which Lin listened to attentively; she had to strain her eyes to see her captain sitting on her snout, and I felt like her eyes were about to cramp.

Shajina and Sona gawked, mouths agape until I patted them on the back, "Go on, this girl really went all out for you, she has to brace for disaster every time she takes off."

Shajina stiffly moved a few steps closer, now only two meters away from Lin’s right head. At this distance, facing a hundred-meter beast, and a dragon at that, it was unimaginable. Most mortals would be scared witless, but clearly, Shajina’s mind was elsewhere. She cautiously glanced at the massive head and said, "You... hello."

After all that effort, only to come up with those two words.

Lin crossed her right pair of eyes to finally see Shajina, then opened her mouth, "Oh, hello, I hope I didn’t scare you? Sorry, I’m not very good at landing... Huh, why are you leaving?"

I helped Shajina up, yelling at that dumb dragon, "You blew her away! Put a wind barrier in front of your mouth."

Throughout this exchange, Lin’s left head kept up a stream of chatter with Dingdang. I finally understood why the Supreme Dragon God honed such a terrifying Chatty Skill: essentially, he had two mouths!

"Was this all arranged?" Sona finally pieced together the puzzle, looking conflictedly at us. She might not grasp why we have ties to a dragon, but it was irrefutable that today played out like a scripted play.

"Let the dragon explain it to you," Bingdisi pointed to Lin’s right head and shouted, "Lin! Stop crossing your eyes, or you’ll really go cross-eyed!"

The dragon emitted a discordant weak feminine voice, "But you guys are standing too close, I can’t see people without crossing my eyes..."

Dingdang continued to rattle on, "In short, the key techniques for landing are to slow down near the target and choose the right landing spot; Ah Jun’s head is quite fitting, even if you don’t have a firm footing, you can grab hold of the hair to keep from falling..." What kind of nonsense is this! Can your experiences really be shared? Do you dare to let that several hundred-ton girl land on my head? Try it, and you’ll go without candy for a week!

"So you’re saying, all the stuff about Dragon Descendants, Dragon Blood, the same Race, was really just a plot to help us escape." Shajina finally lowered her head dejectedly, then plopped down on a giant rock fragment, hugging her knees. "I thought... I’m such a fool. With how competent you are, it should’ve been obvious it was you helping..."

"Not entirely," Lin leaned a head over, this time with a wind barrier in front of her mouth, so Shajina wasn’t blown away, "I personally accepted you as kin as a dragon, not just to help. Do you think a giant dragon would casually say such things?"

Shajina suddenly lifted her head, a look of astonishment on her face.

"Your lineage truly contains dragon elements—very weak, extremely weak, but absolutely exist. At the market, when you fell into anger, I sensed those things, so I chose this way to help."

"If you are willing, willing to gain powers that truly belong to a dragon, and ready to vow to use your powers correctly, maybe I could help you."

"But that requires a condition—a contract signed before a God." (To be continued. If you like the work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)