Chapter 229 Yellow Dragon Returns to the Mountain
At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Huanglong looked up at the Kunlun Mountains and breathed a sigh of relief. If he didn't return to the mountain soon, his master would consider him as if he didn't exist as a disciple, which wouldn't do.
He waved to let the entourage that had escorted him return to the East Sea. He wasn't so foolish as to think that his master would allow him to bring entourages to serve him when he went up the mountain to cultivate Taoism.
Huang Long glanced at his attire, which was as magnificent as ever without being vulgar. Walking among the cultivators, he attracted everyone's attention, and he felt relieved...
Knocking on the mountain gate, the White Crane Boy poked his head out, "Why have you come to ask to become my disciple again? Haven't you given up yet?"
Huang Long's smile froze, and sorrow welled up within him. "I am Huang Long, and I am now the second disciple of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable..."
Did you hear me clearly? He's gotten what he wanted!!!
He knew that his master, who only had eyes for their lord, must not have told the Kunlun people that he had taken on a disciple outside. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been treated like this, slinking back on his own...
Duobao found it strange. His second master's disciples had recently become like different people. Each one of them was more pretentious than the last, dressed more elegantly than the last, spoke politely, and were always well-mannered and never showed their teeth when they smiled...
If it's too deliberate, it will seem fake.
But today, contrary to his usual behavior, he's causing trouble in Merlin...
Duobao's gaze was once again drawn to his mischievous junior brothers. These people were trying to appear cultured in the plum grove while their second senior uncle was out. Did they even know how to play that zither properly?
Although Duobao can't play, he can listen. The music of the zither and flute is so bad it's like a demonic sound piercing his brain. Can you please stop torturing his ears?
Merlin was Second Master Uncle's favorite place. If Second Master Uncle were here, he could twist their heads off and stop them from making a ruckus in Merlin.
Duo Bao wondered if he should use his senior brotherly love to remind them to go somewhere else...
"Duobao, stop looking. Look at them, they must have been scared by your second master uncle. Take advantage of the time while your second master uncle is out to have some fun. They'll get used to it." Tongtian blocked Kong Xuan, Jin Ling, and Gui Ling's view and secretly slipped a primordial spiritual treasure into Duobao's hand.
The object in his hand was icy cold. He thought it would be another strange junior brother or sister, but when Duobao looked down, he realized it was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Kong Xuan pecked Tongtian's hand in anger. Having been nourished by the Primordial Elixir for some time, Kong Xuan already possessed considerable cultivation. What was his cheap master trying to hide? It only made things worse. He was no longer a newborn brat.
"Relax, relax, when you transform into human form, your master will also give you one." Tongtian quickly held Kong Xuan down, comforting the obviously temperamental Kong Xuan.
Jin Ling lovingly tugged at Tongtian's fingers, though it was of little use.
"What is this?" Duobao felt the sword in his hand was burning hot. His master was being unusually attentive; there must be something fishy going on. He even had a lingering fear when he thought about the day he became his disciple.
"It's for you." Tongtian thought that Duobao might have been worrying too much and had gone mad for a moment. It was obvious.
Kong Xuan opened his small, pointed mouth, and a burst of phoenix true fire shot out. "Let me go! I need to go find my second master uncle!"
Kong Xuan was living a life of comfort in the Jade Void Palace, eating and sleeping well, with his gentle second senior uncle grooming and caring for him. He was so carefree. But now that he's back in his master's hands, all he does is play with him.
Tongtian lightly suppressed Kong Xuan's rebellion, tidied Kong Xuan's messy hair, and did not forget to explain the situation to Duobao: "Your second master uncle contributed himself as a furnace cauldron, and your master also contributed. This is the top-grade innate spiritual treasure Bixiao Sword bestowed by your grandmaster. I specially kept it for you. You can use it to slay corpses in the future. Put it away quickly."
Tongtian emphasized his hard work and great achievements.
Tongtian is so clever. He kept saying no, but he didn't give the Lingbao back to his second brother. Judging from the situation, he figured he wouldn't get the Lingbao his master promised him later, so he had to hold on to the two things in his hands.
"Furnace!!!" The usually composed Duobao couldn't hold back any longer, and the sword in his hand clattered to the ground. Was it what he thought?
"Keep your voice down..." Tongtian pondered for a moment. Chang Hao's true form was from the same source as the Three Pure Ones, and his clone was a three-legged golden crow... It seemed to be more powerful than their Three Corpses Severing Technique.
"Oh, oh..." Duobao's soul returned, and he subconsciously looked at his master's brow, which was calm and not dissipated. He breathed a sigh of relief and said that his master had misunderstood. How could that be? Forgive me, forgive me.
"Your mountain lord is seriously injured and has been lacking in strength lately. If you have some free time, please help Lishan more." Tongtian thought that Chang Hao probably wouldn't be able to take care of Lishan recently and had also transferred some of Lishan's powerful figures. To prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation and causing unnecessary losses, he should tell Duobao to keep an eye on things.
"Mountain Lord... how could the Mountain Lord be seriously injured?" Duobao had been imprisoned in Kunlun Mountain and had only recently begun to reconnect with the outside world. Lishan looked as prosperous as ever, even more so than before. How could Duobao have imagined that the Mountain Lord was seriously injured?
It's even more impossible to know that the current Heavenly Emperor Haotian was once his mountain lord. Who could have imagined that the name of the Heavenly Emperor, proclaimed to the world, would be an alias? Those who know this are keeping it a closely guarded secret, afraid to speak, afraid to speak...
"Master, where is the Mountain Lord resting now?" Duobao was worried and wanted to go and find out more about the Mountain Lord.
"Shh, he's alright. You'll find out where he is later." Tongtian's expression was cryptic, clearly indicating he didn't want to discuss it further.
Despite what his master said, Duobao still wanted to find an opportunity to explore Lishan...
"Huanglong greets Third Uncle, and Senior Brother..." Huanglong was extremely excited. After working hard for tens of thousands of years, he had finally become a member of Kunlun Mountain.
Duobao glanced sideways, wondering where this junior brother had come from.
"It's Huanglong... No need for formalities. Things happened so suddenly that we didn't have time to look for you." Tongtian was a little embarrassed; it was true that they had forgotten about Huanglong.
"Important matters come first; Huang Long is irrelevant." Huang Long didn't feel disappointed at all.
He was thrown back to the Dragon Clan by the Lord, and then set foot in the prehistoric world again with the Dragon Clan. The Dragon Clan obeyed the Lord's command and ruled over many rivers, lakes and seas in the prehistoric world. He was even assigned a small sea and was made the Dragon King there.
He turned misfortune into blessing, saying that it was impossible for Huanglong to have bad luck.
“Duobao, this is your second senior uncle’s second disciple, Huanglong.” Tongtian confirmed Huanglong’s identity.
“So it’s Junior Brother Huanglong,” Duobao smiled kindly. “I am your senior brother, Duobao.”
"Huanglong greets Senior Brother Duobao..." Huanglong couldn't stop smiling. His uncle was kind, his senior brother was friendly, and now he had territory. The future looked bright.
“Your master is not in Kunlun Mountain now. You should go and pay your respects to your eldest master first… Duobao, take your junior brother Huanglong to visit your eldest master.” Tongtian then remembered something. When he captured Huanglong, he was far away in Lishan. Neither he nor his second brother thought to tell their eldest brother. If Huanglong were to visit without warning, it would be uncertain whether their eldest brother would even see him.
"After the visit, Lao Duobao, please introduce Huang Long to Guang Chengzi." Tongtian, feeling guilty, thoughtfully considered Huang Long's needs.
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