At this moment, the Dragon King of the East Sea did not speak. He really had no confidence that he could keep this old dragon. This black dragon had already reached the cultivation level of Yinglong 100,000 years ago. Now, who in the four seas could stop him?
However, he has already reported this matter to the Heavenly Court and informed the whole world.
The old dragon has just come out, and he has someone with him who just suffered a lightning tribulation. He is currently at his weakest. We must capture them. If we let them go today, who dares to say they will capture him again?
Now, there are no Yinglongs left in the four seas and eight wastelands, in heaven and on earth. No one knows what level of cultivation they possess, but with just their overwhelming dragon might, the weaker ones would almost kneel down, let alone be able to hold their weapons.
"Aren't you leaving yet?" With that, she gave him a push, and Wei Jiao was instantly pushed away from the battle and flew into the distance.
Since the Black Dragon King had made arrangements, and she trusted his strength, she took the opportunity to leave the East China Sea and go ashore.
Once you leave the waters of the East China Sea, it becomes extremely difficult to perceive her.
The golden dragon looked like it had just survived a disaster. Exhausted, it transformed into a glass bead, its arms turning into red ropes that wrapped around Wei Jiao's left wrist. Wei Jiao didn't pay attention to this small detail and hurriedly landed on a beach to continue activating the two dragon beads.
Perhaps due to the black dragon's infusion of spiritual power, the dragon ball finally stirred and slowly drifted in one direction.
Wei Jiao dared not urge them on with his spiritual power any longer. He looked hopefully at the two beads that emitted a faint light and silently followed behind them in that direction.
Her expression kept changing, it was hard to tell whether she was happy or sad, but tears kept streaming down her cheeks.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Dragon Ball stopped in front of a stone house by the sea.
Wei Jiao wiped away his tears, patted his face to cheer himself up, and reached out to knock on the closed wooden door.
The house was empty. In fact, Wei Jiao could sense it as soon as she reached the door, but she still knocked and waited outside, as if someone would come out if she waited a little longer.
There's a reason the Dragon Ball is here; this is the seaside, maybe...
Wei Jiao stood outside the door for a long time, his mind racing with various possibilities.
"Who...who are you looking for?" an old voice sounded behind her.
Wei Jiao's heart nearly leaped out of her chest, and her blood rushed to her head. She desperately wanted to turn around, but her body was frozen and wouldn't obey her commands.
As the footsteps drew closer, Wei Jiao stiffly turned her head to look, and an elderly couple with gray hair appeared before her.
In that instant, she felt a surge of strength, took a few steps forward, and her knees buckled as she knelt before the elderly couple.
"Jiao'er, is that Jiao'er?" The old woman's eyesight was failing, and her withered hands groped anxiously forward.
Wei Jiao has transformed from a jiao into a dragon. The clothes he wears are dark purple clothes that he has shed his skin into. His skin is fair and his eyes are bright. He is completely different from before. However, dragons do not recognize each other by their appearance. Therefore, they can now sense each other.
However, the old woman's eyesight has deteriorated due to years of constant weeping, and her senses have become very weak.
"Father, Mother, it's Jiao'er, Jiao'er is back!" Wei Jiao stood up, threw herself into their arms, and cried loudly.
The former Dragon King of Qinghai Lake now looks like someone in their seventies or eighties.
He looked closely at the child before him, who was completely different from before. He had finally cultivated into a dragon and had finally come out of that prison. He reached out and stroked Wei Jiao's head, saying, "Good child, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"
He then said to the old woman beside him, "Old woman, our child has finally become a dragon! His human form is very handsome, just like mine when I was young!"
The old woman laughed at his words and said strangely, "You're just flattering yourself. Our child must be good."
The three of them helped each other back into the stone house and sat down. The stone house was very simple. Looking at their parents' faces, they couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
"Father, Mother, quickly swallow the Dragon Pearl."
Wei Jiao said anxiously that the Dragon Pearl had been separated from her body for too long, but now that she had abundant spiritual energy and with her help, it would definitely recover.
But the elderly couple fell silent.
The old woman held Wei Jiao's hand, stroking it gently, as if reluctant to let go, wanting to hold the child in her arms forever and protect her from the wind and rain.
"My child, your mother and I are relieved to see that you are safe and sound."
The old man looked at his wife beside him and continued, “We were punished for stripping the Dragon Ball and abandoning our responsibility to control the clouds and rain. We were demoted to mortals. We endured all these years waiting for you here. Now that you have returned, our wish has been fulfilled. It is time for our souls to return to the underworld.”
Wei Jiao stared blankly at her father, seemingly understanding his words yet also not understanding a single one. She couldn't understand why, when everything was over and the family was finally reunited, this was the ending.
“My dear child, there is birth, aging, sickness and death in the human world, and even gods cannot escape it. They just live longer than mortals. It is already extremely rare for our family to be able to reunite for a thousand years. We are already very satisfied to see you in the end. Do not resent anyone, and do not do anything foolish. As long as you can live happily, that is our greatest hope.”
The Dragon Ball spun in vain, unable to replenish any spiritual energy to the elderly couple.
In fact, the tragic experiences the elderly couple initially endured were only mentioned briefly. After being tortured, they faced the soul-reaping of the underworld, leaving their souls extremely weak. They could disappear at any moment, and their endurance had reached its limit. Seeing their daughter safe and sound, they were able to let go of their worries and could no longer hold on. After saying their final farewell, they gradually disappeared into the air.
After being reunited with her, experiencing both great joy and sorrow, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
Wei Jiao remained unconscious for a year. If it weren't for the visit of an uninvited guest, it's hard to know how long she would have remained unconscious.
This can be considered a protective mechanism of the body. During this period, Wei Jiao's body has been automatically repairing itself. She should have gone into seclusion to consolidate her realm after cultivating into a dragon, but simply falling into a deep sleep can also achieve the same effect. The glass bead on her wrist has become even brighter, and the phantoms of lotus flowers and leaves can be faintly seen in it.
This uninvited guest was none other than a messenger from the underworld.
The man was dressed in a black short-sleeved shirt with red trim on the cuffs and a circle with a large "差" (chaos) character drawn inside his chest.
Her black hair was tied back, and although her face was pale, her features were striking, making her appear somewhat androgynous.
It poked the unconscious Wei Jiao and said, "Hey, wake up, wake up, or I'll consider you dead and take your soul away."
Before Wei Jiao could react, the little dragon on his wrist flew out first, put its hands on its hips and said, "Who are you? Don't you want to live? You dare to plot against my master? Do you think you have too much time on your hands?"
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