People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

The boundless void was as black as ink, with billions of stars hidden behind a deep, dark curtain. Only a vast expanse of nothingness stretched out, spreading an ancient desolation in the deathly silence.

Zi Yan's slender and graceful figure stood proudly in the center of the void. Her figure appeared delicate, and her purple-gold dragon-patterned armor shimmered slightly in the void, yet her slender figure seemed to support the entire world, exuding an imposing aura.

The immense dragon's might spread as if it were a tangible force, each breath carrying the weight of the primordial era, causing the surrounding void to tremble slightly, and even the light seemed to freeze under this pressure.

Below, countless members of the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void floated in the void. Whether they were ancient dragon warriors with ferocious scales or elders with calm demeanor, they all knelt down with their heads bowed in unison, their movements solemn and without a single sound.

Countless awe-inspiring gazes converged on the purple figure. The once fragmented clans now finally had a common direction to look up to.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

No one knows who broke the silence first, but a loud shout exploded in the void like thunder.

Following that, one after another,
The shouts of "Greetings, Your Majesty!" rose and fell, sweeping across the sky like a tidal wave, instantly resounding throughout the entire void. Even more impassioned cries followed in succession:

"The Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void, its lineage enduring for ten thousand years!"

"Follow His Majesty the Dragon Emperor and restore the glory of the Dragon Clan!"

"Long live the Dragon Emperor! The Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void will surely be revived!"

The cheers shook the void, and countless dragon blood essences boiled in the shouts. The humiliation and anticipation that had been suppressed for too long were transformed into scalding waves of sound.

Zi Yan slightly raised her eyes and gently waved her hand. In an instant, the majestic dragon aura spread like a tsunami. The void rifts and chaotic energy currents that had been torn apart by the clan's internal war were quickly smoothed out by this power, like ice and snow melting away. The entire void returned to tranquility, with only the lingering dragon might becoming even more awe-inspiring.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice clear yet carrying an undeniable authority, resonating in the hearts of every ancient dragon: "I, Zi Yan, swear in the name of the new Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan—"

"From this day forward, the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void no longer distinguished between the four Dragon Islands of East, West, South, and North!"

"From this day forward, the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void will have only one Ancient Dragon Island!"

"You will fight alongside me, quell internal strife, and heal wounds. I will lead you across the heavens to restore the glorious era of the Ancient Dragon Clan, which once reigned supreme over all other races!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zi Yan's dragon aura suddenly surged, and golden dragon patterns flowed across her body, as if a true ancient dragon emperor had descended.

"Long live His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"

"Long live the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void!"

"Follow the Dragon Emperor, and restore glory!"

A deafening cheer erupted once more, this time even more surging than before, carrying a do-or-die determination and rekindled hope, echoing for a long time in the boundless void, as if to dye this eternally silent void with the heat and sharpness belonging to the Ancient Void Dragon Clan.

Before the cheers in the void had subsided, a figure quietly materialized in the stardust halo not far away.

Xiao Ling stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the graceful figure surrounded by thousands of dragons, taking in the majestic and imposing manner she exuded.

A warm feeling of relief involuntarily flickered in his eyes. How long ago was it that the innocent girl who chased after magical beasts in the Monster Mountain Range, searching for various medicinal herbs, and who would cling to his arm and beg for pills, still retained her childishness and liveliness?

But now, standing atop the void, clad in battle armor, her dragon might awes the void, she has become the leader of such a colossal creature as the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void. The imposing aura and composed demeanor between her brows have long since shed the naivety of her youth.

Such a dramatic change made Xiao Ling sigh inwardly. As time flowed by, the little girl who needed protection had finally grown into a powerful dragon emperor who could stand on her own and support her own world.

He gazed at the bustling void, listening to the rising and falling cheers, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on his lips. In that smile, there was both pride in Zi Yan's growth and a hint of nostalgia for the past.

Before the cheers in the void had completely subsided, Zi Yan seemed to sense something. She tilted her head slightly, and her sharp purple eyes, which had once made ten thousand dragons submit, now pierced through layers of void and landed precisely on Xiao Ling's figure not far away.

Their eyes met, no words were needed, a thousand words were unspoken, and a warm current flowed quietly between their hearts.

Xiao Ling gazed at the girl clad in armor, her aura commanding the void, a gentle smile spreading across his lips, his eyes filled with relief and contentment.

Zi Yan's purple eyes, which were sharp as a cold blade in front of her clansmen, suddenly softened, sparkling with a warmth that she only showed in front of her closest relatives.

She nodded slightly to Xiao Ling; a subtle gesture that spoke volumes.

This gentleness, devoid of the Dragon Emperor's majesty, is completely different from the aura that had just intimidated all races, yet it makes it all the more real and moving.

After a brief exchange of glances, the two tacitly agreed not to speak further.

Xiao Ling also understood that Zi Yan was carrying the future of the entire clan on her shoulders at this moment. Incorporating the remaining forces of the three islands, comforting the clansmen who were terrified after the war, and restoring order to Ancient Dragon Island were all major tasks that required a lot of effort. It was easy to imagine how busy she would be in the future.

Xiao Ling himself had already made his plans.

The bodies of those three fallen dragon kings were all divine treasures. The bodies of ninth-order magical beasts were already priceless, let alone the bodies of three dragon kings, so they could not be wasted.

Fortunately, Zi Yan needed to focus on clan affairs afterward and had no time to deal with this matter.

The two had already reached a tacit understanding when their eyes met. Zi Yan transmitted her voice to Xiao Ling, telling him that he could deal with the bodies of the three dragon kings himself.

In Zi Yan's view, the actions of the three dragon kings were a great betrayal of the ancient dragon race. If they were to be buried in the dragon tomb as members of the race, it would only defile the spirits of their ancestors and bring endless bad luck.

Rather than doing that, it would be better to let Xiao Ling handle it himself, allowing the bodies of these traitors to fulfill their proper purpose, which would also be considered as eliminating a scourge for the ancient dragon clan.

As the cheers subsided, Zi Yan turned around, her gaze sweeping over her clansmen below who stood with their heads bowed in anticipation. The Dragon Emperor's majesty once again enveloped the void.

She parted her red lips slightly, her voice clear and firm: "By order of the Emperor, the elders of Donglong Island shall immediately lead their personal guards to count the casualties of the three-island allied forces and properly settle the wounded; the deacons of Long Island shall be responsible for gathering the scattered clansmen, registering their names, and ensuring that no one is missed!" "We will obey His Majesty the Dragon Emperor's order!" Several white-haired elders of Donglong Island were the first to accept the order, bowed and withdrew, and began to systematically allocate manpower.

Accompanying the three Dragon Kings this time were mostly elite Dragon Armor Army allied forces from various islands, while on their distant homeland of the three islands, there were countless elderly, weak, women, children, and clansmen who had not yet participated in the war.

Appeasing the remnants of the allied forces, recalling scattered tribesmen, and rebuilding their settlements—these are all things that Zi Yan will have to deal with one by one after this…

Countless matters came rushing in, causing Zi Yan, who was taking on power for the first time, to furrow her brow slightly, and a hint of barely perceptible distress flashed in her eyes.

Although she possessed the majesty and power bestowed upon her by the bloodline of the Dragon Emperor, she ultimately lacked experience in handling the miscellaneous affairs of her clan.

Sometimes, when faced with the trivial reports from the elders, and the demands and disputes of various tribes, she couldn't help but secretly marvel at how much more mentally taxing it was to lead a large tribe than to fight the three dragon kings alone.

Fortunately, the elders of Donglong Island were all experienced old men who saw the new emperor's confusion and took the initiative to share the burden.

They categorized the complex affairs, prioritizing them by importance and urgency, and patiently offered guidance on the rules and appropriate conduct for handling clan matters. With the assistance of these experienced ministers,
The burden on Zi Yan's shoulders was slightly lightened, and her previously flustered pace gradually became steady.

In the void, the Dragon Armor Army began to reorganize in an orderly manner. The wounded soldiers affected by the aftermath of that epic battle were escorted to a temporary healing barrier. The light screen of the roster registration flowed and flickered in the void.

Zi Yan stood alone above Donglong Island, watching her tribe gradually return to order below. Her previous worries quietly dissipated, replaced by an increasingly determined look in her eyes. These were the tribes she was meant to protect, and despite a thousand and one worries, she was determined to shoulder this responsibility.

Just as Zi Yan was gradually sorting out her thoughts on the documents and clan affairs, a tiny ripple suddenly appeared in the void beside her, gently twisting like water.

The next moment, a towering figure emerged from the ripples, his black dragon-patterned robe gleaming coldly in the void, his face resolute and solemn—it was none other than Zhu Li, the Third Elder of Donglong Island.

"Your subordinate Zhu Li greets Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor." As soon as Zhu Li stood still, he bowed and performed a standard dragon etiquette, his movements steady and respectful.

Zi Yan raised her eyes, shifting her gaze from the floating clan register in front of her, and nodded slightly: "Rise, Third Elder. Is there something important you need to report to me at this time?"

Zhu Li straightened up and replied in a deep voice: "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, after several days of inventory and coordination, the population size of the Four Dragon Islands has been fully clarified, and the people of each ethnic group have been properly settled in different areas according to the elderly, women, children, warriors and elders. There is no chaos at the moment."

He paused, then changed the subject, his tone becoming more serious.

"At present, the four Dragon Islands are still separated in the four directions of the void. Although they have temporarily come together due to the aftermath of the previous battle, they have not truly united. Now is a special time when the Dragon Islands are converging, and they are relatively close to each other. However, if some time passes and the void turbulence returns to normal, the Dragon Islands will inevitably drift with the waves and separate again. Who knows when we will meet again at such close range?"

Zi Yan gently stroked her chin with her fingertips, her gaze slightly narrowed.

She naturally understood Zhu Li's concerns. The resettlement of personnel was only the first step. If Ruolong Island remained fragmented, the so-called "unification" would ultimately be nothing but a castle in the air.

She looked up at the outlines of the four dragon islands that were faintly visible in the void, and said in a resolute tone: "There is no need to worry about this matter. I have my own way of dealing with it."

"Now that you have settled the personnel, it is time to return Dragon Island to its rightful place."

Zi Yan flexed her wrists, her fighting spirit surging quietly around her. "Later, I will personally use the power of the Void Dragon to forcibly pull the four Dragon Islands together and reunite these islands that have been divided for many years. Only when the Dragon Islands are united can the unification of the Ancient Void Dragon Clan be truly achieved."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Li's eyes flashed with excitement, and he bowed again, saying, "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor is wise! This move will surely unite the hearts of the people and solidify the foundation of our clan!"

Zi Yan nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the outlines of the other three Dragon Islands in the distance. A look of eager anticipation flickered in her eyes. Reuniting with the Dragon Islands would be the first decisive move she would make to secure the fate of her clan as Dragon Queen.

"Pass down the order: clear out the four dragon islands immediately, and have all clansmen temporarily take refuge in the void!" Zi Yan's voice echoed in the void, carrying an unquestionable authority.

Thanks to the elders' efficient coordination, the plan to reunite Dragon Island was quickly implemented.

A moment later, all the members of the Ancient Dragon Clan who had originally occupied the four dragon islands had withdrawn, and they floated densely in the void, forming a dark sea of ​​people.

Countless gazes pierced through the void, all converging on the slender figure at the center of the Four Directions Dragon Island. At this moment, the heartbeat of every clansman rose and fell with her movements; this was the moment they witnessed the true unity of their clan.

Zi Yan stood in the center of the void, gazing at the Dragon Island that floated silently in all directions, and took a deep breath.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, she slowly opened her arms, her left hand pointing towards East Dragon Island and her right hand towards West Dragon Island. Her slender figure amidst the four colossal dragon islands exuded an aura of dominating heaven and earth.

"Om-"

Her internal fighting spirit suddenly surged, and purple-gold dragon patterns emerged from her body. A vast spatial power erupted from her palms like a tsunami.

Wherever it passed, the entire void seemed to be paused, even the flowing starlight froze for a moment. Only the invisible yet domineering spatial power, like countless giant hands, firmly locked the two dragon islands in the east and west.

"Rumble--"

Two loud bangs came from the void, and East Dragon Island and West Dragon Island trembled violently at the same time. The rocks on the edges of the islands peeled off in a rustling sound, and the huge dragon island body was slowly changed from its floating trajectory under the pull of the spatial force.

The void was torn apart, creating ripples. The two dragon islands, like mountains pulled by invisible ropes, moved toward the center at a visible speed. The energy turbulence along the way made the onlookers hold their breath.

This earth-shattering commotion lasted for nearly half a day.

As the final dull thud resounded, the edges of East Dragon Island and West Dragon Island firmly met beneath Zi Yan, and a faint halo appeared in the space where the islands connected, as if they were meant to be perfectly aligned.

Zi Yan did not stop. After a short rest, she turned her arms to the north and south. The same powerful spatial force erupted again. This time, North Dragon Island and South Dragon Island followed the same method, slowly moving amidst deafening roars, and finally precisely connecting with the East and West Islands.

When the outlines of the four dragon islands completely merged to form an unprecedentedly massive island, the entire void fell into a brief silence.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous cheers rang out again. That colossal island spanning the void was the true foundation of the Ancient Dragon Clan of the Void, the "One and Only Ancient Dragon Island" they had longed for for countless years.

Zi Yan also withdrew her spatial power, gazing at the seamlessly integrated Dragon Island beneath her feet, a relieved smile finally appearing on her lips. (End of Chapter)