Building a sect from scratch.

"Father...Father!?"

After the Dragon King sent the dragon soul into the puppet, the dragon named Ji Yuan woke up shortly afterward.

However, the first thing he saw was the Dragon King of the Sea, so he was greatly surprised and shouted out.

Zhongting, the other son of the Dragon King of Zhenhai and Ji Yuan's second elder brother, also came over. With a mixture of heartache and anger, he slapped the dragon puppet lying on the ground on the head and asked angrily, "You brat! How could you so recklessly run off to Liuzhou!?"

"Ouch—Second Brother! You're so heavy-handed!" Ji Yuan cried out in pain, then parroted blankly, "Liu, Liu Zhou?"

But soon, as if he had remembered something, he shouted "Oh no!" and then straightened up, trying to fly.

However, although Fang Xianyu helped create a dragon puppet, he did not enlighten its cultivation or magical power. Therefore, strictly speaking, this dragon puppet was a mere shell, and it couldn't even fly—dragons are born with intelligence and spiritual awakening, and can fly, but puppets don't have such privileges; they are just empty shells. If Ji Yuan really wants to fly, he has to learn and cultivate on his own.

Therefore, Ji Yuan, who was originally anxious, tried to straighten his body, and then fell heavily to the ground with a thud.

The Dragon King of Zhenhai grew anxious and quickly stroked Ji Yuan's dragon horns reassuringly: "My son! You, alas! Don't be anxious. We are in Kunlun Hill now. Let's talk things over slowly! Don't be hasty!"

After offering a few words of comfort, he continued, "You are only alive now thanks to Sect Master Fang for crafting this puppet body for you! However, this puppet body has no cultivation whatsoever; you must cultivate yourself!"

"A puppet body? Kunlun Hill!?"

This time, Ji Yuan was truly stunned: "How did I end up back in Kunlun Hill!?"

Pingjun gently explained from the side, "Don't worry, Jinyi found the eye that sealed your dragon soul in Liuzhou, which is why he brought you back."

"The eyeball that sealed my dragon soul..."

Ji Yuan murmured the same sentence over and over again, his expression becoming very strange, a mixture of guilt and pain.

He asked in a low voice, "Liuzhou... how is the Sword Sect? How is the Sword God...?"

King Yinglong snorted coldly and said, "Hmph! The Sword God has been dead for almost a thousand years! If he hadn't died so early, I would have slaughtered his entire Sword Sect to avenge you! Is your appearance the result of the Sword Sect's actions? Did they want to use your soul to resurrect our ancestor? Isn't that right?!"

“No, no,” Ji Yuan explained with a complicated expression, “Yes, I secretly went to the Sword Sect. I overheard them talking about resurrecting Yinglong, so… so I wanted to use the power of the ancestral Yinglong to… to reinforce the seal of the Five-Colored Array…”

"You're so foolish! You, you, you! You're really foolish!"

The Dragon King of Zhenhai was so angry that his beard stood on end.

Zhong Ting also cursed, "What kind of person are you? How dare you meddle in this kind of thing?! The entire Liuzhou was wiped out because of the Sword God incident! Resurrecting the progenitor Yinglong? How dare you even try!"

Ji Yuan hurriedly explained, "No, no! I overheard the Sword God and the others discussing how, using the power of the Douxuan Mirror, they predicted a great calamity would befall the Guixu Realm a thousand years from now! They said that only one in ten of the human sects would survive, and sects like the Taiyi Sect would be wiped out! Many immortals and gods would be slaughtered! Slaughtered! The Sword Sect did this for some great calamity!" "The fact that only one in ten of the human sects would survive has nothing to do with you! You really are... really... sigh!"

The Dragon King of Zhenhai wanted to say something, but when he thought of how much his youngest son had suffered for so long, he couldn't bear to say anything. He could only sigh repeatedly and regretfully say, "I shouldn't have left you alone at Kunlun Hill! I should have let you and Zhongting stay with me to guard the Five-Colored Formation!"

While the Dragon King of Zhenhai remained indifferent to the so-called great calamity of heaven and earth, Fang Xianyu's heart stirred upon hearing this.

This great calamity of heaven and earth... could it be referring to her?!

She did want to wipe out all those hypocritical human sects in the Guixu Realm, but... but she felt she was quite righteous, so how did it become some kind of catastrophe?

No way! ?

She was secretly lost in thought, but outwardly remained calm. Ji Yuan continued to argue, "I was just thinking, rather than not knowing what has taken over our ancestor's divine position, I might as well impersonate it. At worst, after I repair the Five-Colored Array, I can go back and help the human race... Didn't the Water Dragon King attain divine status because he kept helping the human race? Maybe... maybe I can too..."

"You're nothing!" Zhong Ting's face turned red with anger. "Their Sword Sect is so audacious, and you're still joining in the commotion! What kind of status does the Ancestor Yinglong have? He killed Chi You, slaughtered Kuafu, and ravaged the Winged Wilderness! What level of cultivation do you have to dare to challenge his divine position!?"

"Alright, alright," Pingjun smoothed things over, "The Sword Sect has brought this upon itself and is now completely destroyed. It's extremely lucky that Ji Yuan is still alive. There's no need to pursue any further accusations. Let the child get some rest."

Ji Yuan glanced at Ping Jun gratefully, but then asked with some doubt, "Is the entire Sword Sect gone?"

“They’re all dead, or at least not many are left!” King Yinglong said irritably. “The entire Liuzhou is almost sunk into the Nine Netherworld!”

"what!?"

Ji Yuan's eyes widened in shock, his pupils almost forming vertical slits: "Could it be because of me that they..."

King Yinglong was even more furious: "Hmph! What do you mean, 'because of you'? The truth is that some of them survived because of you!"

Fang Xianyu also sighed and echoed, "That's true. If you hadn't been holding on in the Soul Devouring Rift Valley, suppressing the entire Arctic Flowing Continent, the entire Flowing Continent would probably have sunk into the Nine Netherworld long ago."

"I...I vaguely remember that I was trying to control a bunch of things so they wouldn't move around. I can't explain why, but I had a feeling that if I lost my grip, something terrible would happen, so I kept holding on..."

At this point, Ji Yuan added in a low voice, somewhat ashamed, "Actually, I'm almost at my limit. I remember telling someone to kill me, thinking that if I died, maybe, maybe I wouldn't have to keep going like this..."

The Dragon King of Zhenhai's eyes reddened as he listened. This dignified middle-aged man with a full beard turned his head and wiped away his tears with his sleeve, sighing with heartache, "My son... alas!"

Pingjun gently comforted him, "It's alright, it's alright, it's all in the past. Anyway, I should thank Fellow Daoist Fang. Although you can only walk in a puppet body now, this puppet body is different from other puppets. It can cultivate and fuse, and it will not affect your future ascension to immortality. However, you will need to start cultivating again." (End of this chapter)