Dragon Pool Leaps Sea Scales
The jade fragments were exquisite, and the snow weighed down the treetops. Lu Yixin was helped up by Zhaozhao and leaned against the soft cushion as she was fed her medicine spoonful by spoonful.
"Look, this is a painting that Asagao specially drew for you. Do you like it?"
A snow-white deer spirit stood on the cliff, its head bowed as it gently kissed the blooming flowers. In the distance, trees stood tall and stretched as far as the eye could see.
The painting technique is rudimentary and the composition is haphazard, but the artist's dedication is still immediately apparent.
—I really like it. Please thank Asagao for me.
Lu Yixin smiled faintly and wrote this sentence on Zhao Zhao's palm with her scarred fingers.
Her throat was burned by the Phoenix Maiden's flames, and she couldn't utter a single word. Her body was covered with large, horrific burns.
A burning, searing pain.
But she couldn't make a sound.
"Don't worry," Zhao Zhao turned her head away, tears streaming down her face like a string of broken white pearls, her voice steady, "Madam Sandalwood is already preparing a elixir for you, and you'll be able to speak soon."
—I'm not worried at all.
She made a face at Zhao Zhao, then paused and continued writing with concern: What happened after I fainted that day? You don't look too well.
Zhao Zhao then told her everything that had happened in the past few days. Finally, she smiled bitterly and said, "After everyone found out that you had some kind of collusion with that Dragon God, they originally wanted to interrogate you properly. But everyone saw the blow you took for the King, and you almost lost your life because of it. So the matter was left at that, and no one has mentioned it again."
"It's all my fault. I ruined a perfectly good celebratory ceremony. If only I had discovered his identity sooner..."
“Why are you saying all this?” Zhao Zhao gave her a reproachful look. “What does it have to do with you? You were one of those who were deceived too.”
Lu Yixin suddenly fell silent.
Brother Qiexing...
Perhaps they will never see each other again in this lifetime.
The past few months together felt like a bizarre and fantastical dream; once I woke up, I gradually forgot about it.
Seeing her like this, Zhao Zhao felt bad too. Just as she was about to speak, Lu Yixin suddenly lifted her palm and left empty marks on it with each stroke.
—You said you had some big gossip to tell me that day, what was it?
Zhao Zhao paused, and only then did her stagnant memories begin to flow slowly. As if suddenly realizing something, she choked up and said softly, "This is what I wanted to tell you."
She had heard that dragons roamed the Mitianze and that there was a secret past between them and the Forest King. However, at the time, she only treated it as a topic of conversation and a joke, telling it to Lu Yixin for a laugh and that was it.
Who would have thought that things would turn out this way...
—After Su Yunyu and the others leave, the Sen tribe will return to its former peace, right?
Zhao Zhao sighed and slowly shook her head, "Do you think the Sen Clan's pro-war faction consists only of these people?"
Although she had no intention of interfering in politics, living in the Canggu Temple for a long time inevitably led her to hear some unpleasant rumors.
Although the wolf clan, tiger clan, spotted hyena, and four foxes have been defeated, there are still many potential threats that are gradually revealing their claws.
For example, the anaconda that wreaked havoc on Bixiao Lake last month.
Another example is the lynx that openly contradicted the white lion in court a few days ago.
These are all potential risks.
But Zhao Zhao didn't tell Lu Yixin about these things. She was still a patient and had just recovered. She didn't want her to worry about these things anymore.
"You should get some rest. Wang Fang just sent someone to tell you that he will come to visit you when he returns from the Kongsang Mountains."
The snow leopard maintained its neutral stance, which greatly worried the Forest King.
If we can get their help, we can greatly reduce our worries.
But Langruo's attitude was really hard to fathom. King Sen was a wise ruler, and he would not force his people to do things they did not want to do.
As Zhao Zhao was still pondering the reasons behind this, a long, gentle breath came from beside her; Lu Yixin had already fallen asleep.
She curved her lips into a smile, carefully tucked Lu Yixin's arm into the blanket, and smoothed her slightly furrowed brow.
A touch of maturity and composure has appeared on that quiet and lovely face. As Zhao Zhao's fingertips brushed across her face, her little deer had finally grown up.
She was no longer as weak as she had been in her childhood; her slender shoulders could now bear the heavy responsibility of reviving the Sen tribe.
When she bravely stood in front of the Forest King, even the brilliance of the sun and moon paled in comparison to her.
—
On the day the withered branches sprouted their first buds, Lu Yixin returned to her little courtyard.
She was still weak, but she insisted on going home, saying that her limbs were almost atrophied from lying down. King Sen always doted on her, and seeing that she was determined, he waved his hand and approved it.
"We'll leave you here. You can go inside now."
Bai Chaoyan held her hand, pouting reluctantly, "Sister Yixin, I will come to see you often in the future."
"I...know...it."
Lu Yixin made a sticky sound from her throat with difficulty and rubbed Bai Chaoyan's hair.
After several months of recovery, she is now able to utter simple syllables.
"goodbye......"
She waved her hand, and the newly formed scabs on her arm fell off, revealing large patches of new pink skin.
Before leaving, Chaoyan slipped a jar of ointment into her small handbag. It was supposedly for removing scars and was very effective. Lu Yixin accepted it with a smile without saying anything.
The yard was clearly cleaned regularly; fallen leaves were neatly piled on the outer side of the yard, and fluffy grass shoots sprouted out like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Lu Yixin slowly squatted down and stroked the tender leaves.
It has such a strong vitality.
The lock on the house hadn't been touched. Without her permission, Senwang wouldn't have barged into her room. So the moment she pushed open the door, dust swirled in the sunlight, creating a miniature storm that rushed into her arms.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
Lu Yixin covered her mouth and coughed violently.
Looks like I need to clean it up properly first.
But how should we clean it?
Every corner of each room was filled with evidence of God's existence: he washed the bowls and chopsticks stacked on the cupboard, the withered flowers in the vase on the desk, the neatly folded clothes in the wardrobe, and the bamboo strips that had developed mold.
Wait, bamboo strips?
She suddenly went crazy, running back and forth between the rooms, making a mess of the once tidy rooms, and finally found what she had been looking for in the storage cabinet under the bed.
—Two lotus lanterns whose colors have faded.
The paper flowers, which had been stored away all winter, were extremely brittle, as if they would crumble into powder at the slightest touch.
With red eyes and trembling hands, she carefully unfolded the petals layer by layer, not caring whether she would break them, only wanting to peel them open to the lotus stamen.
The yellowed paper was folded into neat squares by its owner, and when the wind blew, the squares were scattered.
—Wishing you good health, and a lifetime of joy and peace.
—Abandon me in your embrace, never think of me again. The February wind was still chilly, ruffling the autumn waters in the girl's eyes.
A cold wind howled, and spring rain poured down on the ground.
Lu Yixin squatted on the ground, hugged her knees, and cried unrestrainedly.
Brother Qiexing, did you know this day would come...?
—A sudden pang of pain shot through my heart.
Shen Qiexing frowned almost imperceptibly, putting the familiar, sudden stinging pain out of his mind.
You'll get used to it.
"You guys still have some conscience."
He wiped the blood from the dragon off his hands, raised an eyebrow at the injured Su Yunyu behind him, and chuckled softly.
Su Yunyu sat cross-legged, forcing the venom from the wound to her fingertips, where it turned into a few drops of ink-colored water that dripped from her fingertips.
She finally saw what it meant to be out of reach.
The four of them were among the best in Mi Tianze, if not the top two, but they were still among the best. Yet, when they arrived at Tianpin Sea, they couldn't even defeat a low-level Chilong.
The dragon race's strength is unfathomable and truly terrifying. For a fleeting moment, she felt empathy for the Forest King from a thousand years ago.
“Your Excellency Suifeng, since the Qingshen ceremony, my siblings and I have sworn to be loyal to you. Naturally, wherever you are, we will follow.”
Shen Qiexing crossed his arms, watching them with a leisurely air, his tone slightly raised: "...Really?"
It feels like I've been tricked into joining a pirate ship...
Su Yunyu glanced at the heavily injured Chunhu Wan Dai and sighed, "Really?"
A small golden box instantly appeared in Shen Qiexing's hand. He opened the box, and four blue pills lay on a black velvet cloth.
Upon closer inspection, the pill was enveloped in a fluorescent blue aura, resembling undulating ocean waves.
Shen Qiexing gestured for the four to take the pills. After confirming that the spiritual energy within their bodies was contained, he nodded in satisfaction. "What you just took is a secret technique of my dragon clan—the power of words."
“The power of words has been planted within you. If anyone dares to disobey my orders,” he said slowly and deliberately, “you can guess the consequences yourselves.”
Unexpectedly, Chunhu Wan Dai's face regained color very quickly. After regaining some strength, she propped herself up, took a deep breath, and bowed her head, saying, "Chunhu Clan thanks you for saving my life. I am willing to follow you to the death."
Shen Qiexing remained noncommittal, turning to look down at the vast, dark blue ocean, and said in a deep voice, "The dragon race is declining, and now demons and monsters are in power. I think this Tianpin Sea will soon become the domain of the Jiaolong."
Su Yunyu and the other three exchanged bewildered glances and asked, puzzled, "A dragon?"
"Besides the dragon race, there are other nameless tribes living in the Heavenly Female Sea."
"Among them, the most famous tribes below the Dragon Clan, ranked from lowest to highest strength, are: Hui, Kui, Chi, Qiu, and Jiao. Among them, the Jiao is second only to the Dragon Clan, and it is the tribe with the most divine positions among these tribes."
"After the Dragon Clan was slaughtered, the Tianpin Sea was temporarily without a master. The Jiaolong Clan, relying on its own strength, stirred up trouble everywhere in the sea. There were many people who disliked the Jiaolong Clan, but because of their weak strength, they had no choice but to submit to the Jiaolong Clan's tyranny. At the same time, the Jiaolong Clan also made friends with a group of rabble to consolidate its position as the overlord of the sea."
"A bunch of idiots," Shen Qiexing sneered, "Even if all the creatures in the Tianpin Sea attacked together, they wouldn't be able to touch me in the slightest!"
Su Yunyu: ......
But they couldn't beat them!
"So what do we do next?"
Shen Qiexing glanced at Chunhu Wandai and chuckled, "I heard you're skilled in divination and sorcery?"
Although Chunhu Wan Dai didn't understand why, she still answered, "Yes."
"Then, before we take any action, why don't you cast a divination for me?" Shen Qiexing leaped down from the clouds, leaving her with a casual remark, "You don't need to tell me the result, just remember it yourself!"
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