"Are there really sword immortals who use bones as swords?"
Feng Bingwen was startled by the divine intent emanating from the small tower. However, no matter how curious he was or how many times he pressed the tower for answers, the tower, which was in poor condition, stopped responding to him.
Having been turned away, Feng Bingwen had no choice but to turn his attention to the Dharma Image, which was also bustling with activity.
Surrounded by numerous dragons, besides the terrifying old dragons, there were also many beautifully formed dragon sons and grandsons, dragon daughters and dragon grandmothers, which was a feast for the eyes of Feng Bingwen.
The clouds formed by the surging dragons transformed into a vast expanse of cloud land in the sky. From the outside, it appeared as a dark, gloomy mass, filled with lightning, thunder, and torrential rain—a truly ferocious sight that one would avoid at all costs. However, only by entering it could one witness its wondrous interior.
Auspicious clouds surged and colorful clouds filled the air, with elegant music echoing throughout. Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, Feng Bingwen spotted at a glance a dozen or so dragon maidens, each with their own unique charm, their hair styled in high buns, and dressed in magnificent palace gowns.
Although there are dragon princes and grandsons in the clouds who are all extraordinary in their demeanor, none of them are as pleasing to the eye as these elegant and noble dragon maidens with their long skirts loosely tied and their breasts partially exposed. He only needs to take a quick look. Feng Junzi's tastes are very proper and without any distortion.
"Brother, you've finally managed to invite this general here! My sisters and I are making a bet to see if he'll give you face."
As Feng Bingwen followed Xi Qingyi into the cloud-shrouded land that resembled a celestial paradise, he saw a beautiful dragon maiden with a graceful figure and stunning looks greet him with a smile. After exchanging greetings, her gaze naturally fell upon Feng Bingwen.
"My name is Xi Qingyu. I have just met you, sir. Thank you for saving my father from disaster!"
Dragon Girl Xi Qingyu naturally couldn't see the wonder of Feng Bingwen's body. All she could see was that dragon armor that he was extremely familiar with. Although it had previously belonged to her father, it had now been given to someone else.
"I am Feng Bingwen, and I am unworthy of the title of 'sir'."
Feng Bingwen looked at the smiling dragon girl before him and immediately returned the greeting. Although he admired the dragon girl's unparalleled beauty, which was far beyond what ordinary people could possess, what truly shocked him was the faint, natural pressure emanating from her.
Whether it was a misperception or something else, the dragon girl who called Xi Qingyi "brother" seemed to be a significant power level above her brother.
“Sister, Brother Bingwen is not very old, you can address him the same way I do.”
Xi Qingyi smiled and spoke up from the side.
"How can this be? Master Feng has been instrumental in helping our fathers attain enlightenment. How can you be so presumptuous and disrespectful?"
Upon hearing her brother's words, the dragon girl frowned slightly, a hint of anger showing on her face.
“Your Highness Qingyu, I am much younger than you think. I am not used to being called ‘sir’. Please use any other form of address.”
Feng Bingwen was extremely confident about his age. Even if you added up all the time he had spent in his previous lives, it would only be a fraction of what these dragons had lived.
“That’s right, I’m just going along with Brother Bingwen’s wishes. He doesn’t like being called ‘Mr.’ Don’t be fooled by how imposing and tall he is; he might not even be a fraction of your age.”
It seemed that the atmosphere among the clouds was too tranquil and peaceful. The Dragon Prince was also a straightforward person, and he said whatever he was thinking without thinking. After he finished speaking, he immediately realized that something was wrong.
"Then Qingyu will respectfully accept your offer. Brother Bingwen, this way please!"
But when the Dragon Prince looked at his sister with trepidation, he only saw the dignified and elegant Dragon Princess leading his brother Bingwen, whom he had invited back, to the banquet table.
"Didn't Qingyu notice?"
Just as Xi Qingyi felt a sense of relief, he saw his sister, who was leading the way for Bingwen, turn around and glance at him. Her pretty face was cold and indifferent, without a trace of the gentleness and generosity she showed in front of Bingwen.
"Oh no!"
Xi Qingyi felt a pang of regret, realizing he had said the wrong thing. He immediately saw the hidden meaning in his sister's expression.
You just wait!
The time is not right, and we cannot argue with him now. But when Father succeeds in transforming into a dragon and all the elders and guests have left, that will be the time for my sister to settle scores with him.
"Hiss, no, I have to try to salvage the situation."
Xi Qingyi gasped and quickly moved closer to Feng Bingwen. At that moment, the dragon princess was introducing the handsome dragon princes and princesses in the clouds to Feng Bingwen.
After the introduction, Feng Bingwen understood the relationship between this group of young dragons, which dispelled his doubts about stepping into the clouds. At the same time, he felt a slight sense of apology towards Xuan Ting Dragon Lord.
As soon as he stepped into the clouds, he saw twenty or thirty dragon princes and princesses. Based on rumors, he subconsciously assumed that these dragon princes and princesses were all descendants of the Xuan Ting Dragon Lord.
While he was talking to the dragon princess, he was thinking to himself that the dragon king was quite prolific, truly deserving of the name of the dragon race.
It wasn't until the princess led him into the dragon herd and they exchanged names that Feng Bingwen realized he had misunderstood the Dragon King.
This Xuan Ting Dragon Lord was much more conservative than he had imagined, at least not as licentious as he thought.
Within this cloud, where hundreds of dragons gathered, there were only twenty or thirty young dragons. Among them, only Xi Qingyi and Xi Qingyu were born to Xuan Ting Dragon Lord. The rest of the dragon sons and daughters were either related to him or were dragons who had joined him and their offspring.
He possessed a vast swamp, his biological father was a true dragon, and he commanded 100,000 naval soldiers. Despite such an extremely honorable position, he only had two children. Even with the most stringent moral standards of the human race, no one could find fault with him. He was remarkably self-disciplined and respectful.
"I have a question, and I wonder if any of you could answer it?"
After exchanging names, Feng Bingwen was surrounded by the dragon princes and princesses, while the dragon king's son and daughter sat on his left and right, serving him fine wine and many delicacies.
“Brother Bingwen, why are you being so polite with us? Ask me anything you want, and I will tell you everything I know.”
Xi Qingyi patted his chest, making a gesture that seemed quite at odds with his appearance, appearing extremely forthright.
"The Dragon King's attempt to control the waters is not yet complete, so why are you all so relaxed?"
This was Feng Bingwen's biggest question at the moment: the atmosphere in the clouds was far too relaxed. The elegant music in the clouds had been playing non-stop since he entered, and he didn't know how long it had been playing before.
This scene seemed truly bizarre to Feng Bingwen. The aquatic dragon king was undergoing tribulation by walking on water below, and was struck by heavenly lightning, leaving him covered in blood and in a miserable state.
Above them, their children, accompanied by a group of dragons, were drinking and making merry, listening to celestial music, drinking spiritual wine, and eating delicacies. This was simply outrageous.
That Dragon Lord just encountered an external calamity and almost failed in his attempt to travel by water. If things had gone wrong, he might have died and his life would have been extinguished.
"So that's what it is. Hahaha, I forgot to mention it. Brother Bingwen, do you look down on us because of this, thinking that Qingyu and I are disloyal and unfilial?"
Xi Qingyi was taken aback upon hearing this, then burst into a rather hearty laugh. Xi Qingyu, sitting to Feng Bingwen's left, looked helpless, glared at her brother who had no regard for manners, and then spoke up to explain to Feng Bingwen.
"I hope Brother Bingwen knows that before Father underwent his tribulation, Grandpa had already consulted the Heavenly Dao for a divination. The current Dao Master of the Heavenly Dao predicted that Father would inevitably suffer a calamity if he went into the water. However, if this calamity was resolved, then after it was resolved, my father's transformation into a dragon through the water would become a certainty, with absolutely no possibility of failure."
"Such a thing exists?"
Feng Bingwen exclaimed inwardly, finally understanding the situation and realizing that it made perfect sense.
The Dragon King's journey through water to overcome tribulation is extremely dangerous. It's not unreasonable for him to use his family's connections to find a diviner skilled in divination to predict the outcome beforehand and boost his confidence. Ordinary people often consult spirits and deities before undertaking important tasks.
"So, my appearance is to fulfill the divination result? Aren't you afraid of some unforeseen changes?"
Feng Bingwen understood the reason, but he was still curious. This was far too certain.
"Brother Bingwen, don't you know about the Heavenly Evolution Path?"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen ask this question, Xi Qingyi was surprised.
"I am a recluse cultivator from the mountains, with little knowledge and experience. I hope you will forgive my ignorance, Brother Qingyi."
Feng Bingwen made no attempt to hide his lack of knowledge. He had never seen the scenery from high places in the world, and his attempt to pretend to be knowledgeable would only make him a laughingstock.
"Brother Bingwen, you are joking."
Xi Qingyi dismissed Feng Bingwen's nonsense, because the divination result obtained by his grandfather from the Heavenly Dao was not as simple as his sister described. Although it was roughly correct, the Heavenly Dao Master described the person who warded off the disaster as a person of great virtue and wisdom.
"Tianyan Dao is a major sect of Daoism, most skilled in divination and fortune-telling, and also particularly proficient in thunder magic."
"Mastering lightning magic? To avoid being struck by lightning?"
Feng Bingwen was also aware of the rumors that those who revealed heavenly secrets would be punished by heaven, but he did not speak. He just muttered to himself and continued to listen to the Dragon Prince explain the common knowledge of the cultivation world to him.
“Each generation’s Dao Lord of the Heavenly Evolution Path may not be the most ferocious in combat, but they must be the most skilled in divination among their generation. Those who can inherit the title of Dao Lord must have made no mistakes in their calculations.”
"Each generation?"
Feng Bingwen's expression became quite subtle. Aren't immortals supposed to live forever? Why do they still need to be replaced?
"Oh, by the way, the Tianyan Dao is the major sect among the Daoist sects that changes its Dao leader the most frequently. The longest reign is no more than a thousand years, and the shortest is only seventy-two years."
"...This divination by the Dragon Lord probably won't be cheap!"
Feng Bingwen remained silent for a while before speaking.
"It is indeed not cheap. I heard that my grandfather took out a celestial artifact embryo, which is why the current Dao Master of the Heavenly Evolution Dao made a move."
At this point, Xi Qingyi's face showed a pained expression. Although he wasn't the one who divined the money, it was still his family's fortune.
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