The ancestral land of the dragon race.
Qin Luo emerged from the depths of the dark clouds. He looked at Zhong Quan, who was still kneeling on the spot, and said softly, "Get up."
Only then did Zhong Quan dare to get up.
From the depths of the dark clouds came the old dragon's hoarse voice, "Master Qin is a friend of our dragon clan. Zhong Quan, you must serve Master Qin well and do not neglect him!"
"Yes, sir!"
Zhong Quan nodded heavily.
As Qin Luo walked across the land of Holy Dragon Heaven, golden mist constantly surged towards him amidst the mountains and fields, giving him a long-lost feeling, as if he had merged into this world.
Soon after, Qin Luo and Zhong Quan arrived at the Immortal Realm Ferry of the Holy Dragon Heaven. Surrounded by mountains and shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, a golden river hung between heaven and earth.
The figure of a dragon could be seen in the clouds. Qin Luo and his companions encountered no obstacles and arrived at the ferry without any trouble. Many immortal ships were moored there. Some of the immortal ships were hundreds of feet long, comparable to mountains, while the smaller ones were still tens of feet long.
An elderly man dressed in gray stood at the ferry crossing. Upon seeing Zhong Quan, he quickly cupped his hands in a respectful bow, saying, "Master Zhong!"
Zhong Quan said solemnly, "Old Li, prepare the best immortal ship for me."
The old man pointed to a golden ship not far away. The ship was made of immortal gold, and the patterns on it were like dragon scales. It was dazzling and exuded an aura of dominance. "Master Zhong, that is the immortal ship that the Dragon Lord docked here. The rental fee is fifty dragon blood stones."
Zhong Quan frowned. "This is Master Qin, a friend of the Ancestor."
The old man looked at Qin Luo and said respectfully, "Master Zhong, please wait a moment while I go and inform the Dragon Lord."
Zhong Quan didn't dare keep Qin Luo waiting any longer. He took out fifty Dragon Blood Stones and said, "Never mind, here you go."
The old man put away the Dragon Blood Stone and said with a forced smile, "Master Zhong, we still need two more Dragon Blood Stones to go to Xuanling Heaven."
Zhong Quan frowned slightly, but he still obediently took out two Dragon Blood Stones. "No wonder no juniors have come to Holy Dragon Heaven recently. I think the Dragon Lord is getting more and more greedy."
"Mr. Zhong, this has always been the price."
The old man offered this reminder.
The Dragon Lord is the administrator of the Holy Dragon Heaven and the strongest being besides the Old Dragon. This ferry crossing is under the Dragon Lord's control and is also the most important source of income for the Dragon Clan.
In the Immortal Realm, after transcending tribulation, one becomes a True Immortal. Above True Immortals are Immortal Kings, and above Immortal Kings are Immortal Venerables. Dragon Venerables are powerhouses comparable to Immortal Venerables, and even stronger than ordinary Immortal Venerables. They are among the most powerful beings in the entire Immortal Realm.
Zhong Quan and Qin Luo boarded the Dragon Lord's immortal ship.
"Master Dao, are you satisfied?"
"good."
Qin Luo nodded.
Zhong Quan controlled the immortal ship to sail into the golden passage. The old man activated the ancient formation at the ferry, and a pillar of light that reached the sky lit up the ground. The immortal ship then took off and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After Qin Luo left Holy Dragon Heaven, a golden dragon carrying lightning broke through the clouds and came, eventually transforming into a tall figure clad in golden armor, causing the ferry to sway.
The old man knelt on the ground, his body trembling involuntarily. "This old servant pays respects to the Dragon Lord."
The Dragon Lord, though not angry, exuded an imposing aura. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "That old dragon actually gave him the Dragon Clan's most precious treasure. He's really senile. Haven't he learned his lesson from before?"
"They're even using my own immortal ship."
"It's all the old servant's fault."
The Dragon Lord's lips curled up slightly. "Things have come to this. Order all dragons capable of fighting to assemble at the ferry."
"This old servant obeys!"
The old man vanished from the ferry crossing in an instant.
...
Xuanling Heaven.
At the celestial ferry crossing, space distorted, and a golden celestial ship slowly emerged. In the inn not far away, some junior prodigies heard the commotion outside and came to join in the fun.
These prodigies are trapped here.
"Such a strong sense of oppression."
"That must be the Dragon Lord's ship."
"After the Xuanzun and Lingzun left Xuanling Heaven, they sealed off the ferry crossing, and no one was allowed to leave. I wonder if the Dragon Clan's immortal ships will be able to leave this place?"
"Both Xuanzun and Lingzun have gone to the outer heavens. Something big may be happening in the Immortal Realm soon."
The younger generation was buzzing with discussion.
After the celestial ship appeared, a swordsman in green robes appeared in front of the ship. The middle-aged man on the sword cupped his hands and said, "The Xuanzun and Lingzun have instructed that the ferry crossing of Xuanlingtian be sealed during this period. Please ask our friends from the Dragon Clan to return to Shenglongtian."
Zhong Quan stood beside Qin Luo, his eyes wide with anger, and roared, "I will pay for the use of the ferry, but if you dare to obstruct us, you will be making an enemy of the Dragon Clan."
The ferry crossing became quiet.
The middle-aged man with the sword frowned slightly, and the Xuanling Heaven experts stationed at the ferry all became tense.
Zhong Quan was at the peak of his power. He was one of the eight kings of the Dragon Clan and even invoked the Dragon Clan to exert pressure. Even the middle-aged swordsman who was stationed at the ferry was frowning and dared not be careless in the slightest.
The middle-aged man with the sword cupped his hands and said, "Please calm down, Your Excellency. I dare not disobey the orders of the two Venerables. I need to report this matter to the higher-ups. Please give me some time."
Qin Luo sensed something was off about the atmosphere in the Immortal Realm, as if a storm was brewing. He said softly, "The scenery here is nice. Let's rest here for a while."
Qin Luo gazed at the distant, sprawling fairy mountains.
"promise!"
Zhong Quan moored the immortal ship near the ferry and said confidently, "Daoist, we dragons may not have much say in the Upper Three Heavens, but we still have some influence in the Lower Three Heavens. Xuanzun and Lingzun will give us face, and they will definitely let us pass."
We'll talk about it later.
Qin Luo didn't care about this matter.
After catching his breath, the middle-aged man with the sword immediately headed to the ancient city closest to the ferry, where two powerful Immortal Kings were stationed.
Qin Luo gazed at Xuanling Heaven. He slowly closed his eyes, and in an instant, with the help of the Sacred Pearl within his body, he sensed the fortune of Xuanling Heaven's mountains and rivers. Strands of golden threads connected with him, and countless fortunes surged towards him. If he wished, he could even refine the entire Xuanling Heaven.
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