"Honey! I’ve missed you so much!" As soon as he was healed by Dingdang, Silver Dragon Char was instantly lively again. He cheekily nudged up to the Black Dragon who appeared to be the first leader among the giant dragons, rubbing his big head vigorously against the other’s neck, "Ah, home is still the best, the outside world is too bothersome—though it’s also quite fun."

I couldn’t understand the expression on the Black Dragon’s face, but her actions were more convincing: The Black Dragon swung her neck, pushing Char’s head aside, and with a snort, she bared her teeth, "Can’t you be a bit more proper! Look at you, do you have any decency left! Back then, you were the first to shout about going out to see the world, and now you’re putting on this act for me, who are you trying to fool!?"

Judging from her tone, I thought this dragon’s hometown can’t be too far from Tieling... though the accent doesn’t match.

"Uh, can I chime in?" Watching this little scene between the two reunited giant dragons, I hesitated for a long time before finding a chance to speak, "Char, aren’t you going to introduce us? Is this your wife? The Dragon Clan leader?" Speaking of which, the usually unreliable Silver Dragon’s wife turns out to be one of the Dragon Clan leaders? Why is such an important piece of information only coming out now!

"Please call me Char, I am not Cha’er," Char righteously corrected again, then tilted his head to nuzzle the Black Dragon’s neck, "Also, this is my beloved wife, Tracey. As you can see, she is the clan leader of the Black Dragon tribe." His tone sounded as proud as could be, and it’s probably the same tone I use when introducing Qianqian and the others.

"And what about you?" Lin Xue’s eyebrows suddenly twitched, as if realizing something, and she looked at Char sideways, "You’re definitely not an ordinary Dragon Clan, are you! Your wife is the Black Dragon clan leader, don’t tell us you’re just a passerby!"

Char slightly shook his wings, which seemed to be the way a giant dragon shrugged or spread its arms, and said very candidly and naturally, "I am the clan leader of the Silver Dragons, is there a problem?"

Whoa, this is big news! My eyes widened instantly, and the nonchalant way Silver Dragon Char stated it hit me hard—he is the clan leader of the Silver Dragons? I thought this guy was just an unnamed Passerby A thrown out by the Dragon Clan leaders as a nuisance! I was utterly shocked, pointing at Char’s unyielding face, I loudly asked, "You’re the clan leader of the Silver Dragons? Then why didn’t you say so at first, you acted like just a civilian Dragon Clan member, were you fooling people the whole time?"

Char’s voice sounded very innocent, "I never said I was a civilian, I just forgot to mention that I’m the Silver Dragon clan leader."

"No, wait, didn’t you keep mentioning ’my clan leader’ or ’my clan master’ when talking about being sent out," I felt a bit confused, "Wouldn’t that imply you’re not the leader?"

"Yes, I’m not the leader," Char nodded, "I’m just the clan leader of the Silver Dragon tribe."

"Uh..." I felt a bit puzzled about this Dragon Clan social structure, so it turns out a clan leader doesn’t count as a leader? The sister next to me also furrowed her brows and suddenly chimed in, "Char, then where is the leader you’re talking about? Didn’t you say you were taking us to meet the Dragon Clan leader?"

Char again shook his wings, gesturing with his neck to all the giant dragons present, "This is the leader."

Qianqian’s eyes rolled a few times, nimble as ever, after pondering, she suddenly had an idea: "Ah, you mean, each of you is just a clan leader, but when all of you are combined, you are the leader? Your leader is a collective entity?"

"Yes, that’s what I mean," Char nodded, "I am just a clan leader, together we are the leader."

Char spoke so matter-of-factly, clearly, this was as normal as natural law to him, an unquestionable matter, but to others, this bizarre worldview was novel, not incomprehensible, just... this out-of-the-ordinary line of thinking seemed quite intriguing to me. Of course, it’s their private business, so regardless of how strange it felt, there’s nothing to comment on. Meanwhile, other giant dragons had already gathered around, curiously eyeing these strangers in front of them, especially the rainbow-colored dragon that lowered its head inquisitively almost to the ground: "Guests from the outside world? There are actually outsiders coming here? How did they get here?"

The voice surprisingly belonged to a young girl, and I found myself once again misjudging the gender of these Dragon Clan leaders.

Seeing the Rainbow Dragon trying to approach Lin, Char instantly panicked, shouting, "Behave yourself!" This sudden outburst was so loud that it startled the Rainbow Dragon, then Char jumped up and pinned the Rainbow Dragon’s neck with his forepaw, scolding her: "Haven’t I told you! Look what you’ve done to yourself with all these colors! Go wash it off immediately!"

"Tch, brother, you really have no sense of aesthetics." The Rainbow Dragon gave Char a disdainful glance, completely unmoved. We were all momentarily stunned, and the "Rainbow Dragon" image dissipated instantly; my lips twitched slightly: Oh, the Dragon Clan’s non-mainstream...

Char tossed the Rainbow Dragon, now looking like a jar of pickled vegetables, aside, and began introducing us to the guests he brought. It turned out he hadn’t notified this side at all before bringing us over—I originally thought he had communicated with the Dragon Clan leader through some magic message or something and asked for permission, turns out he himself is the leader... uh, part of the leader, and naturally had the authority to bring outsiders into the Giant Dragon Kingdom. Now faced with a group of confused giant dragon clan leaders, he certainly needed to explain a bit.

"Finally and most importantly, this is the Golden Giant Dragon you just met," Char started introducing us before finally introducing Dragon God Girl Lin, "She’s also the Ancestor’s Spirit seen by all pure blood royal family members in the illusion, so in truth, everything is the will of the Ancestor’s Spirit."

"Hello," Lin shyly smiled, then ran up to gently touch the closest Black Dragon’s paw, "Hello, child, happy to meet you, just call me Lin, ’Ancestor’s Spirit’ sounds a bit unfamiliar..."

Oh oh oh, the Dragon God Girl’s integrity mode is activated again! This time it even comes with a motherly mod?

"How..." The Black Dragon lady hadn’t recovered from Char’s introduction, still in shock, but Lin’s touch on her paw made her visibly shiver, unbelievably mumbling to herself, "What did you... do? Why with just a touch of the paw, do I suddenly feel very at peace, very fulfilled—Ancestor’s Spirit!? Is it true?" The Black Dragon widened her eyes, then somewhat flustered, she stepped back a bit to pull herself together: "Oh, I’m sorry, I was a bit out of sorts. According to Char, you... you are the Ancestor’s Spirit?"

"The human form really doesn’t suffice," Lin scratched her head, running onto a nearby open space, switched forms in a storm of golden light, a massive Two-headed Dragon over two or three hundred meters long appeared before everyone’s eyes—the group of once seemingly majestic giant dragon clan leaders suddenly looked like children, "Yes, that’s me, I’m the dragon you just saw."

The Golden Two-headed Dragon exuded a unique power that the human form didn’t possess, not belonging to energy nor divine techniques, a completely intangible and formless influence. Under this influence, dragon species feel respect and yearning stemming from their origins: because the Dragon God Lineage is inherently in control of order and strong power, their informational interference power is the broadest and strongest, resulting in all dragon species in the void being birthed and evolved under the Dragon God’s informational disturbance, respect for the Dragon God is deeply rooted in these giant dragons’ racial origins, even more intense than humans’ yearning for light (from the Light God System’s informational disturbance) and awe of darkness (from the Dark Divine Race’s informational disturbance)—in short, all Dragon Clan members present kneeled.

"If she had a bit more intelligence," Lin Xue crossed her arms, mumbling and evaluating, "a bit more imposing, a braver stance, Lin might make a good main character, she even comes with various subtle halos."

Thinking it over, I instantly found Lin Xue’s summary spot on, with someone like Lin having a beautiful appearance, cute persona, sky-high combat power, and naturally harboring multiple commander halos, while always surrounded by at least a dozen aunties capable of destroying the world singlehandedly, she’d immediately gather a host of followers wherever the local society featured dragon species; if only she were a bit more assertive, she’d toss out the plot and unstoppable stories of over three million words—ladies in need of themes could discuss with me, this character is fifty bucks for rent, no negotiation.

The giant dragon clan leaders present had no doubt left, with the Golden Two-headed Dragon standing before them, and possessing a leader’s power said to be only identifiable by giant dragons, plus Lin had already given dreams to all pure blood dragon clans not long ago (isn’t this explanation correct?), with three evidences put together, who would disagree? So a group of giant dragon clan leaders bowed immediately...

It’s regrettable that such a scene is impossible, in Xyrin’s style, here’s how it develops: a group of giant dragon clan leaders suddenly became excited, delightedly rushing forward to surround Lin, though still with a respectful demeanor, they prayed loudly:

"Oh Ancestor’s Spirit! Please reveal our tribe’s destiny!" "Oh Ancestor’s Spirit! Please grant my partner and me a child!" "Oh Ancestor’s Spirit! I can’t find my gem mirror anywhere!" "Oh Ancestor’s Spirit! The cow of the Hu Mo’er family halfway up the mountain has a difficult birth!" "Oh Ancestor’s Spirit! I don’t have any requests, but could you pat my head?" "Oh Ancestor’s Spirit! Ah! Ah, you stepped on my foot!"

I: "..." Everyone: "..." Bingdisi suddenly patted my shoulder: "Chen, now you know why I usually dislike handling prayers, right?"

"It’s said that the believers’ prayers sound somewhat like customer complaints..." I glanced at the lively scene not far away, "Of course, now it seems there might be deeper reasons. Your work pressure is indeed not small."

"No, I think the main reason is that something went wrong with this group’s evolution on the tree," Lin Xue smacked her forehead, "Which mortal would be so bold upon seeing God?"

I fully agreed, though given we already had an eccentric Cha’er before, any situation with the Dragon Clan here doesn’t seem surprising. After a few minutes of lively chaos not far away, Lin finally couldn’t help but exhale softly. Although she didn’t show any impatience, the surrounding giant dragons immediately backed up and lined up, concurrently lowering their heads and tails to the ground, offering the most respectful salute: "Salute to the Ancestor’s Spirit!"

They were solemn, unlike the noisy troublemakers they were moments ago.

Only that non-mainstream rainbow dragon still moaning with its foot in its arms—clearly, Lin stepped on her, the poor thing. Being stepped on by a giant dragon two to three hundred meters long and over a hundred meters high must mean she won’t be walking for a while.

"Ancestor’s Spirit, about the Half-Dragon People matter..." The black dragon, Char’s wife, came to the front of the line, respectfully nodding to Lin to inquire, "How do you plan to arrange this?"

Lin thought earnestly and finally remembered she hadn’t arranged anything—so she shook her head: "I don’t know. I just want them to live better since they truly have dragon blood. Dragon Descendants shouldn’t be bullied like that. Oh right, there are two of the Half-Dragon People’s spiritual leaders here. They haven’t formed a nation or anything like that yet, and their organization is very loose, so they only have spiritual leaders."

Lin turned and signaled Shajina and Sona to step forward: the two Half-Dragon Girls hadn’t dared to appear in front of the giant dragons until just now. Even though they knew they were of the same tribe, the height difference was indeed daunting—standing beside someone several times your height and looking nothing like you would be as psychologically stressing as having Pan Changjiang compare height with Yao Ming.

"Ah, it’s you two," the black dragon happily looked at the two Half-Dragon Girls, lowering her head to touch their foreheads warmly, greeting them entirely as kin should, then her giant eyes fell on their tails, "Hey? What do you usually use to maintain your scales? They look so bright!"

Shajina and Sona: "... frequent baths, occasional waxing."

"Ahem, regarding the branch of Half-Dragons," the black dragon realized she was speaking about serious matters, quickly ceasing off-topic talk, "Do you have any plans? Since you are kin, we should prepare a place in the Giant Dragon Kingdom for you to settle. There is a lot of land here, but you seem not to be flyers, are you used to living here?"

Sona was startled; she hadn’t thought about it at all: "No, no, no, we don’t intend to leave the Mother Continent. In fact, we are building a new home in the south. The Half-Dragon People had established a kingdom on the Mother Continent long ago, but it perished many years ago. Now we’ve gathered the tribe, planning to rebuild that Half-Dragon State. That’s the general plan."

"Oh, indeed, you consider yourselves as a race from the Mother Continent," an ancient-sounding male Red Dragon spoke up, "There is no precedent for that in dragon history... Tracey, how then should Half-Dragons maintain contact with the Giant Dragon Kingdom? We can’t just leave tribe members perpetually in another world, right? Moreover, the Ancestor’s Spirit has decreed, we must fully admit Half-Dragons as one of our kin. We should leave seats for these two girls among the Clan Leaders, the dragon leader now equals to an additional member."

"Huh?" Shajina and Sona were somewhat dumbfounded; the developments seem too fast for them, "Wait, we... we didn’t mean that; we just came to see what the kins’ home looks like..."

"This is the will of the Ancestor’s Spirit," the Red Dragon said solemnly, looking at the two Half-Dragon Girls, "It must be one hundred percent implemented, since Half-Dragons are a branch of the Dragon Clan, as the leaders of the Half-Dragons, you naturally are among the Dragon Clan Leaders, there’s a seat for you here. The only problem now is, you’re on the Mother Continent; how will this seat be managed? How will you exercise your voting power?"

It seemed this Red Dragon was quite serious, insisting Shajina and Sona should serve as one of the Dragon Clan Leaders on the mountain, which was quite something: this was the first time I’ve seen such a magnanimous offer to give a leader’s position to strangers, could this be all because of Lin’s "decree"?

Doesn’t that seem a bit rash?

As I was thinking this, Char suddenly spoke in a languid tone: "I say, why argue so much? Anyway, every decision meeting is decided by dice-throwing, Shajina, Sona, you can choose two people from the Dragon Clan to throw dice for you."

The Red Dragon pondered seriously: "That’s also true, let’s proceed to the next topic; what’s the suitable size for the dice for the Half-Dragon branch? And what color should we use?"

A Bronze Dragon, who had remained silent, suddenly stood up and interjected: "Wait, wait, Blake dad, you forgot one of our previous topics hasn’t been resolved yet—what’s the main dish for tomorrow night’s barbecue halfway up the mountain, whole roasted cow or whole roasted elephant?"

Several giant dragons immediately straightened up, exchanged serious glances, and the Black Dragon Clan Leader made a suggestion: "Let’s throw dice?"

"Oh, I’ll get the dice!" the colorful non-mainstream dragon immediately jumped out, then stumbled: it seems she still hasn’t gotten over the fact that Lin stepped on her just now.

I: "..." Today, I’ve been speechless more times than in the entire past month combined!

"I almost understand the deal with the giant dragons in this world..." Lin Xue said, bumping her head against my shoulder repeatedly, "A bunch of cheerful house-sitters, living too long in a world too small with nothing to worry about, they’ve gotten idleness-induced problems."

I understood too, why the Dragon Clan Leaders here seem so scatter-brained, why these dragons have no currency concept, why their Clan Leaders assembling together defines a leader, and why they so easily accepted two Half-Dragon Girls as new colleagues—because they are a bunch of cheerful slobs! The Taoyuan Village chief is the best description of these clan leaders, their daily decisions are just about what to eat the next day!

I don’t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, why these dragon tribes have become such an eccentric group? Why does such a civilization ideology, impossible to appear in natural evolution, exist in the world? This is a whole new unsolved mystery!

"By the way," Sandora sighed, finally unable to resist reminding everyone, "Let’s put the Half-Dragon People’s matter aside for now; can we go see the Xyrin Relic now?" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)