Others follow advice and imitate celebrities, but you start by pretending to be a god?

In the Heavenly Court, numerous celestial soldiers and generals are assembling in a tense atmosphere.

Meanwhile, in the distant East China Sea, two figures, one old and one young, were heading in a certain direction.

"Ao Bing, is there really so many treasures in the place you're talking about? Even the legendary blood of Pangu?"

The old man spoke, his voice dry and hoarse, as if coming from an ancient tomb.

The old man was dressed in a tattered gray coat. He was tall but thin, and his face looked very old.

He seemed to have suffered a serious injury; as his clothes fluttered, one could see that his body was covered with various ancient scars, some even intertwined with lightning and thunder, and not yet fully healed.

Not only that, but the old man was also surrounded by a deathly aura. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the old man's hands and feet were bound by heavy shackles!
He exuded an aura of incompatibility with this world, withered and lifeless, while his pair of crimson-gold eyes, as if they had undergone the baptism of endless years, revealed indifference and tranquility.

"Ancestor, it definitely exists!!"

Ao Bing hurriedly nodded and explained to the old man, "That figure said it was Pangu's blood. Although I can't be sure if that's true, there are definitely endless treasures inside!"

"In the blink of an eye, he threw out hundreds of magical treasures!"

"If I'm not mistaken, that must be a powerful being who has survived since ancient times!"

"If we could go and explore, we would definitely make a fortune!"

"A powerful being who has lived since ancient times..." The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then let's go and take a look..."

Hearing this, Ao Bing let out a long sigh of relief.

We finally managed to persuade this ancestor to come!
Ever since he saw those disciples from the dojo obtain treasures a few days ago, Ao Bing had been itching to find out where they were going.

No matter how hard Ao Bing searched that sea area, he couldn't find even the slightest trace of the dojo, even after searching for many days!

Finally, Ao Bing had no choice but to run all the way to the forbidden area of ​​the Dragon Clan and, with great effort and persuasion, finally managed to get his ancestor to come out!
This ancestor is no ordinary person. If we really talk about seniority, he is countless times higher than his current father, the Dragon King of the East Sea!
Because this figure is also an existence that has lived from ancient times to the present!
They are descendants of the ancient god Zhulong!

This ancestor lived for an incredibly long time, and was especially skilled at preserving his life. He once survived the great calamity of the Lich King by relying on a powerful life-saving ability!
During the great calamity of the Lich King, many dragons suffered heavy casualties. He, who was originally just the youngest, was transformed into the most senior member of the generation!
In the years that followed, as his ancestors passed away one by one, he survived until now and became the ancestor of the dragon clan!
"As long as we live, that's enough. Our dragon race must not perish or become extinct."

"What's wrong with being a little more cautious? Being able to survive is more important than anything else!"

"Once you're dead, there's no point in saying anything!"

At first, many dragons were dissatisfied with the old dragon king, who was considered the king of cowardice. They felt that he was too timid and weak, and that he had only become the ancestor because of his long history and seniority.

Within the community, a torrent of doubts surged forth in an instant.

However, faced with this overwhelming questioning, the dragon leader, nicknamed "Old Man of the Dead," made no defense and continued to lead the dragons, fully embodying the spirit of "deception."

Later, when the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods descended, it was he who, with his own strength, forcibly suppressed all the dragon clan members who wanted to throw themselves into the calamity!
We must carry the spirit of "survival" through to the end!

At that time, if they had participated in the war between the Shang and Zhou dynasties, they might have been able to use the momentum to help the dragon race rise to power.

But he didn't.

Absolutely not.

Leading the dragons, the key word is: Stay calm!
In fact, to prevent the dragons from leaving, he spared no expense, exhausting most of the Dragon Palace's treasures to trap all the dragons inside!
During that period, rumors and gossip were rampant.

All sorts of harsh and abusive words came at him like a tidal wave.

It wasn't until the Great War of the Gods ended and many dragons learned of the outcome that they were filled with fear!
Gods have fallen, and all things have withered!
What a brutal battle it was! Even saints appeared in the later stages. After the battle, they fled into the chaos!

If the Dragon Clan impulsively participates, the entire clan will likely be listed on the Investiture of the Gods, with unimaginable consequences!
Only now have many dragons realized the profound wisdom and foresight of this old King Gou.

Later, many dragons were surprised to discover that the troubles they had caused in the past were all secretly cleaned up by this old King Gou!
He survived two great calamities and the purge of the primordial world!
Not only did he survive unscathed, but he also led the entire dragon race through these two catastrophes!

During these two great calamities, the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan, who originally rivaled the Dragon Clan for supremacy, almost disappeared!
It is no exaggeration to say that without the old Dragon King before us, there would be no dragon race today, let alone the saying of the Four Seas Dragon Kings!

He led the dragon race to avoid two great calamities, preserving the last remaining strength of the dragon race.

However, after the Investiture of the Gods, this old, cunning king was eventually targeted by the Heavenly Court. The Xuanmen Heavenly Court, citing his threat to the stability of the Three Realms and his inaction, forcibly suppressed him at the bottom of the East Sea.

In reality, everyone knows that the so-called threat to the stability of the Three Realms and standing idly by is nothing more than a means for the Heavenly Court to suppress the Dragon Clan, a form of deterrence!
At that time, Old Gou Wang's cultivation had reached the mid-stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. This was not due to his extraordinary talent, but rather the result of long years of accumulation.

But given his level of cultivation, he was already able to easily break through these seals.

However, even after so long, he still dared not step out of the East Sea, for fear of being discovered by the Heavenly Court!

They didn't even allow the dragon disciples to get angry, forcing them to swallow their anger!
"So what if they suppressed me? I'm not dead yet! If you go and confront the Heavenly Court now, you're just heading towards death!"

"So what if my body is pierced? What's the big deal? I've survived all these years, what's a little bit of this?"

"Don't let your actions implicate the entire dragon race. As long as we live, there is hope for our resurgence!"

"Being miserable is better than having your whole clan wiped out!"

"Look at the Qilin and the Phoenix, where are they now? That's why I've always taught you, 'Just survive,' we must survive, even if it means living under someone else's roof!!"

Faced with the Heavenly Court's suppression, Old King Gou behaved with exceptional honesty and obedience.

Despite having far more seniority than those in the Heavenly Court, they still allowed themselves to be suppressed. Even this trip was made on the premise of not leaving the East Sea!
"It's good that you're alive; as long as you're alive, there's hope."

"We dragons have already suffered enough."

"We hope that the great being who dwells in seclusion in the East Sea will not make things difficult for us."

The old Dragon King sighed softly, gazing at the distant sky.

Back in the day, the dragon, phoenix, and qilin stood as the three pillars of the primordial world. Who dared to disobey? Who dared to disobey?

But that initial calamity of the Dragon and Han dynasties completely shattered the fortunes of the three races.

The Qilin clan was wiped out, the Phoenix clan was reduced to ashes, and the remaining few Dragons could only lie dormant in the four seas, dependent on others and acting according to their whims.
With a soft sigh, the old Dragon King gazed at the sunlight he hadn't seen in many years and, unusually, fell into a state of melancholy.

Ao Bing, standing to the side, seemed at a loss, unsure of how to respond.

Fortunately, this unsettling atmosphere did not last long.

After flying for some time, Ao Bing's eyes suddenly lit up as he stared at a stretch of sea ahead and shouted loudly.

"Ancestor!"

"right here!"

"This is the place where that senior once frequented!"

The sky was high and the sea was vast. The old Dragon King and Ao Bing rose to the surface together.

The Dragon King was suppressed by the Heavenly Court in the East Sea, and his movements were restricted; he could not go anywhere except this sea area.

He was completely unable to break free from the chains of order set up by the Heavenly Court.

Fortunately, the place Ao Bing brought him to was on the border of the East China Sea, which was still within the East China Sea territory.

At this moment, the two looked around, but saw no one and could not detect even the slightest disturbance. A gentle sea breeze blew, and all around was quiet and still.

The old Dragon King looked at Ao Bing with a heart full of doubt.

Ao Bing immediately became anxious: "Ancestor, it must be nearby!"

"I saw it with my own eyes; that senior appeared in this very area!"

With a slight frown, the old Dragon King did not refute, but instead gazed around for a moment, clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice:
"May I ask if you, senior, would be so kind as to show yourself?"

“Among the younger generation of our clan, there were some who secretly observed our elders giving us guidance and offended us in many ways. We hope that our elders will forgive us and not implicate the dragon clan.”

"Although this place belongs to the East Sea Dragon Clan, if you, senior, are fond of it, I can inform the Dragon Clan to relocate from this place."

"Senior, please make your request. I will do my best to fulfill it. I only ask that you do not harm the dragon race."

The old Dragon King spoke earnestly and seriously, showing no air of superiority or old-fashioned manner.

On the contrary, they were extremely humble and respectful.

They were even cautious and humble.

It was like a junior paying respects to a highly respected elder.

This perfectly illustrates the true nature of a cunning and treacherous king!

The old Dragon King came with Ao Bing this time not because he was persuaded, but because he was terrified!

As an old man who had survived two great calamities and the purge of the primordial world, and whose peers had all perished, he felt something was amiss as soon as he heard Ao Bing's words!
God!

How could someone who can casually throw out hundreds of top-grade magic treasures, and even possess a drop of Pangu's blood, not notice you spying on them?
The person who can produce so many treasures is no ordinary person. If they truly exist, they must be an ancient powerhouse!
The old Dragon King's visit this time wasn't for any supreme treasure!
They came to apologize!
How could someone of that level not sense Ao Bing's presence? How could they allow him to spy on them?
If it were any other treasure, it wouldn't matter, but that's the blood of Pangu!
Having lived for so many years, the old Dragon King knew its value was far beyond what Ao Bing could compare to!
If this item were to appear in the world, it would surely cause a bloodbath during the prehistoric era or the era of the Investiture of the Gods. Even the six great sages might disregard their reputation and try to seize it!
A fierce battle ensued!

Now that a drop of Pangu's blood has been bestowed and Ao Bing has seen it, will it end well?

Now, the dragon race, having endured countless years, can no longer withstand any more turmoil!
The old Dragon King took a deep breath, looked around again, and bowed deeply!

"If you are here, senior, would you please show yourself?"

"If you, senior, could be so kind as to show mercy, I would be eternally grateful!"

The old Dragon King spoke sincerely and looked solemn.

He was old, hunched over, dressed in rags, and his hands and feet were bound by shackles and chains.

His beard was white, and he clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply, unable to rise.

The old Dragon King has lived for countless years and weathered countless storms.

He was once young and impetuous, full of vigor and high spirits, dressed in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse!

He is the son of Zhulong, and possesses the noble bloodline of Zhulong!

But now, for the continuation of the dragon race, for the survival of the dragon race, he has chosen the most humble way, putting aside all dignity.

So what if the other person is millions of years younger than him?
On the path of spiritual practice, those who attain enlightenment come first.

There is nothing shameful about staying alive.

Looking at the old man who had given everything for the Dragon Clan, Ao Bing's throat tightened.

He felt deeply that the dragon race was being oppressed too badly, and that even the ancestor was living so cautiously and carefully, which was truly pitiful.

As the son of the Dragon King, he was not stupid. He finally realized what was happening and broke out in a cold sweat!

Having seen the other party's treasure, how dare I come back? Am I being foolish?
"Ancestor, if he doesn't come out, we don't need to wait any longer; let's leave immediately."

But soon, Ao Bing shut his mouth.

Faced with such a situation, would simply leaving make a difference?
Even a behemoth like Mount Ling was attacked by them without a second thought!

The three disciples, wielding their magical weapons, overturned the Demon Suppression Hall and killed the Four Arhats. Even the Three Bodhisattvas couldn't do anything to them!
In the end, even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva came to help!

Let alone Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, even if only one of his three disciples were to be sent out, they could probably turn the Dragon Clan upside down!

Ao Bing swallowed hard, trembled, and quickly clasped his hands in a deep bow, unable to rise!
Inside the dojo, Lin Nan naturally noticed the two people standing in the air.

Hearing their words, Lin Nan looked completely bewildered.

These two guys
What are they saying?

Forgiveness, omnipotence
Is it because my disciple went out to fight and scared them, that they came to apologize?
Lin Nan looked blankly at the old Dragon King, and was immediately surprised.

"Oh ho, it's actually a dragon? And it looks quite old."

"That green dragon next to me looks familiar too, like I've seen it somewhere before. Is it the green worm from a few days ago?"

Thinking of this, Lin Nan smiled and continued to eat the grilled fish.

This kid's pretty good at changing his tune.

A dragon turned into a worm.

Quite capable.

If we went back another thousand or eight hundred years, maybe I would have taken you into my monastery as a disciple if I was in a good mood.

"But let's forget about it for now. The world outside the Three Realms is in such chaos, it's best to avoid getting involved with our temple."

"Wouldn't it be better to just peacefully survive the great calamity of Journey to the West, and wait until the Dharma-ending Age before venturing out? A society governed by the rule of law is much better."

Lin Nan rolled over, showing no intention of opening the dojo.

Incidentally, the speed at which the dojo was upgraded far exceeded Lin Nan's expectations.

I thought it would take about four or five years to complete.

I didn't expect it to be over in just four or five days.
"I should have kept my good disciples from leaving. I should have at least kept one so I could ask them what was going on outside."

"The training ground is now complete, and I need to let my disciples come back to cultivate. They've been reading novels for years without me ever teaching them, which I truly feel bad about!"

Lin Nan muttered to himself as he waited for his disciples to return to the dojo.

Then, just as Lin Nan was about to turn her head back to sleep…
Whoosh!
A sound broke through the air.

Lin Nan suddenly noticed a shooting star streaking across the distant sky.

Upon closer inspection, it was a celestial soldier clad in gleaming silver chainmail, wielding a standard-issue spear. (End of Chapter)