Merfolk have long suffered under human rule.

Clearly, they had no goodwill towards these suddenly appearing humans, and even directed all the hatred they had accumulated for humans over the years onto them.

"Please calm down, we didn't mean any harm."

"Let's talk this out."

"We are all good people."

Meiji was captured by two burly merman men, and she kept talking to them.

Shang Yanting, however, was far less gentle; he directly blasted away the surrounding merfolk. Before power, everything else was trash.

The merfolk were instantly intimidated, realizing that they were not people to be bullied or manipulated at will.

"I want to see your leader. Who can make that decision?"

Shang Yanting's words were concise and to the point.

Who's looking for me?

A merman, larger than the others, slowly stepped out, his face filled with solemnity as he looked at Shang Yanting.

Of course it was solemn.

He could sense a terrifying aura of power from afar, and that aura was emanating from the human in front of him.

"What brings you to my merfolk clan?"

"I've come to pick up something."

As Shang Yanting looked at him, a phantom of his true form suddenly appeared in the void. The enormous dragon form hovered above the Merfolk, gazing majestically at the Merfolk chieftain below, instantly stirring up long-dormant memories.

This is something that every clan leader must know; they, the Merfolk, are the children of the dragon, and eternal followers.

How glorious the merfolk were once! As the second most intelligent race in the sea, they were the right-hand men of the dragons and noble messengers of the gods. What were humans? They weren't even worthy to carry the merfolk's shoes!

They are also the most loyal group.

Until the dragon race perished, their ancestors repeatedly tried various methods to preserve the dragon's relics and search for a way to revive the dragons. Later, when the human race flourished and the merfolk were constantly slaughtered, they finally migrated here as a whole.

They have lived here for countless millennia.

Hope was shattered during the long wait, but today, a human claiming to be a dragon suddenly appears.

"I'm here to take what belongs to the dragons."

Shang Yanting looked at him, "Yongyi."

Yongyi was the title the dragons used to give to each merman chieftain.

So... have the dragons really returned?

"You can take these relics left behind by the dragons, but only if they are real dragon bodies, not phantoms of spiritual energy."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a real dragon soared into the sky.

It was so real, so powerful.

The deep-seated awe of the dragon race among the merfolk made them all prostrate themselves in submission.

Yongyi was even more excited.

The god who ruled the world has returned! Their merfolk race is about to usher in its most glorious and prosperous time!

Even after tens of thousands of years, the merfolk's loyalty to the dragon race remains. They are willing to offer up not only the dragon race's relics, but also their own treasures!

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This is a vast treasure trove.

The statue of the dragon clan is carved on the gate; once opened, one is greeted by treasures everywhere.

The supreme golden throne, the various bottles of spiritual herbs scattered on the ground, and the magical artifacts that are definitely no less than earth-grade magic weapons...

There are also the remains of various enormous, extinct magical beasts. They are unique and, if used to forge weapons, are as precious as dragon bones.

However, these were not what he most wanted to find.

Shang Yanting stood before the various treasures, his heart as still as water. His gaze swept over the treasures casually tossed on the ground, and suddenly stopped on an inconspicuous object...

After transmigrating into a book, I was forced to become a fake system. Please follow for the latest chapter.