Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 447 Dragon Lord: Are you willing? (4000)

'Does His Highness favor you?'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself, his eyes filled with thought.

Is it a selection of outstanding talents, or is there something else going on?

What is the purpose of this grand gathering at the Dragon Palace?
Various thoughts surfaced in my mind, then finally subsided and merged into one.

Those past events buried in the long river of time certainly arouse curiosity!
He came here only to witness these events.

The shrimp soldiers' voices continued, echoing throughout the palace:
"At this banquet, the Dragon Lord has prepared a prize for all of you outstanding talents as a gift. Please follow me."

As the words fell, the shrimp soldiers walked into the palace.

Whether they were demons or newly arrived cultivators, none hesitated and followed closely behind.

As for the Golden-Winged Roc that had collapsed on the ground, it was also awakened and followed behind the demon race.

Zhang Yuanzhu strode forward, heading deeper into the palace.

For a time, all ethnic groups lived in extraordinary harmony.

However, every now and then, some creatures would turn around and glance at the crimson shadow.

Suddenly, the woman dressed in a colorful feather robe slowed her pace.

She was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and a pair of beautiful eyes that shimmered with iridescent light.

She came to the young man's side and walked forward side by side, naturally exuding an aura of holiness and sanctity.

The woman's arrival attracted many stares, filled with surprise and astonishment.

"Fellow Daoist defeated the Golden-Winged Roc, you are a true prodigy and outstanding person. You must come from a prestigious sect and have no shortage of cultivation resources. Why bother coming to the Dragon Palace to participate in the Dragon Girl's search for a husband?"

The woman in the colorful dress had her red lips slightly parted, her expression filled with doubt and confusion.

For a moment, Zhang Yuanzhu paused slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Is this a dragon princess seeking a husband?
His gaze swept across the surroundings, taking in the many creatures, each one indeed dressed in finery and possessing an extraordinary air.

but……

Zhang Yuanzhu's double pupils were deep and unfathomable as he gazed at the woman in the five-colored feathered robe:
"The Dragon Princess is seeking a husband. What brings you here? Are you also planning to marry into her family?"

She paused, then took another step, whispering:
"I suppose the Five-Colored Phoenix doesn't need to go to such lengths."

This is a true phoenix, one of the strongest bloodlines in the world, absolutely no weaker than a true dragon.

The woman with the five-colored eyes dimmed, and she looked at the young man with a strange expression.

"You definitely have a problem."

Her feathered robes fluttered, her jet-black hair cascading down to her waist, and the woman's red lips curved into a soft laugh:

"The phoenix is ​​no weaker than the dragon, nor is it afraid of the Dragon King. But the one behind the Dragon King, who in the world does not give him face and who does not worship him with devotion?"

"He personally ordered the Dragon Girl to recruit a husband, and which power would dare not come, or could they not come?"

"By the way, except for you humans."

Her arms hung naturally at her sides, her eyes filled with admiration and reverence.

"The Daoist senior who rose from humble beginnings, swallowed the bait, and overturned the chessboard will naturally not give face to this Dragon Palace."

Upon hearing this, ripples stirred deep within Zhang Yuanzhu's double pupils. Nearly ten years had passed since he last heard the title of Dao Venerable.

The dragon race, who were on par with the Dao Venerable and lived in the same era, showed a strange expression on his face, as if he had thought of something.

'Before the Peach Blossom Village Festival?'

The young man, having made his own deductions, casually draped his arm over the long, white ruler and spoke directly:
"Therefore, fellow Daoist, you have come here only to seize the treasure and participate in the grand event."

"I am the same; I have no other thoughts besides the Great Way."

"My name is Feng Yao. You may call me by my name. I have heard the humans here call you Zhang Yuanzhu."

The young man nodded, neither concealing nor hiding anything, or rather, there was no need to:

“Zhang Yuanzhu of Immortal Soldier Valley is not from a major sect, and he often goes into seclusion to cultivate, so there are many things he doesn’t know.”

"Cuckoo~"

"On this trip, the Dragon Girl is seeking a husband. If there is no elder to protect her, how can she refuse the Dragon Lord if she takes a liking to him? Fellow Daoist Zhang, have you thought this through?"

Feng Yao chuckled softly, like a fairy flower in full bloom, making everything around her pale in comparison.

"I am a woman, and that dragon girl is of normal orientation, so I have nothing to worry about. But you are handsome and talented, and with the Daoist Master as a role model, you should be careful."

With a light laugh, Feng Nu gracefully stepped forward and entered the demon horde.

For a time, only legal words and laws stood by the youth.

Fayan clasped his hands together, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes containing a Buddhist nature, yet carrying a hint of fanaticism.

"The Dragon Girl seeks a husband, gathering all living beings from all directions."

"Brother Dao, you should be cautious. The Dragon Lord is already a Dao Lord and a Bodhisattva, possessing boundless power. We cannot even imagine the power of the stronger ones."

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was solemn, and he lightly nodded his forehead.

Even if a Dao Venerable-level expert's past is merely a matter of unknown authenticity, it should not be underestimated in the slightest.

As for Fazhi, recalling the conversation between his fellow Daoist and Feng Nu, he clenched his fists tightly:
"During this period, humans and dragons were hostile to each other, and we were in a bad situation."

From these few words, it can be inferred that before the Human Daoist attained enlightenment, the Dragon Palace may have played a dishonorable role.

"Silence!"

Zhang Yuanzhu spoke softly, his palm tightly gripping the measuring ruler.

He strode forward, his voice calm yet firm.

"Leave the rest to me alone, fellow Daoists, no need to say more."

"it is good."

The two women nodded.

Fayan and Fazhi have enough trust in Daoist Brother that they can lead him out of even the most dangerous and desperate situations.

After a few words, the three of them had already ventured deep into the palace and arrived at a new world.

Four jade pillars stand tall, carved with exquisite patterns, while lanterns float in mid-air, their flickering candlelight stretching for miles without end.

These lamps rise and fall, changing colors and trajectories.

The shrimp soldiers stood at the very front, pointing to the rows of bright lanterns before them:

"This is the prize bestowed by the Dragon King..."

Its spear trembled slightly, its beastly eyes filled with seriousness:

"A Golden Core cultivation technique is hidden among the Thousand Miles of Bright Lights. If it can be found, it can be brought back to the clan and passed down normally."

boom!
In an instant, the minds of all the humans attending the banquet were shaken.

A complete Golden Elixir cultivation method is more precious than one can imagine.

and……

All eyes turned to the figure in crimson, whose expression was ferocious.

Even if it means death, this person must not obtain the complete Golden Core cultivation method.

The opponent was merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet he had turned the Shichuan Plain upside down, and the leaders of the righteous path were already showing signs of disintegration.

If he were to break through to the Golden Core stage, what a scene the world would be like; just imagining it sends chills down one's spine.

The demons and alien races were not greatly disturbed, as they were of noble birth and had no shortage of Golden Core cultivation techniques.

Therefore, the Golden Elixir cultivation method was indeed just a prize for this banquet.

As for Zhang Yuanzhu, he remained calm and was not overly happy.

During the Peach Blossom Village Gathering, he learned that the cultivation methods of the Primordial Era were quite different from those of his own time.

His path of cultivation is based on intricate magical runes, constantly delving deeper into the laws of nature;

The methods of the Primordial Era directly address the essence, and there is no Qi Condensation Realm, only nine levels of Qi Refining Realm, and no spell patterns. The foundations are different, so how can the flowers that bloom be similar?

At most, it's just borrowing from it.

Zhang Yuanzhu was lost in thought when the shrimp soldier slowly spoke:
"Please proceed, everyone. His Highness is also watching this place. Those who perform exceptionally well will be rewarded."

As the words fell, the shrimp soldiers vanished.

In the next instant, streaks of light rushed into the sea of ​​lights stretching for miles. Zhang Yuanzhu stood with his ruler at his side, and the Seven Treasures Tree in the depths of his mind swayed, its [characteristics] changing to: Pure Heart, Wise Heart, Immaculate Heart, and Forgetful Heart.

At that moment, the young man strode forward, his red robe billowing like fire, and stepped into the sea of ​​lights that stretched for miles.

As far as the eye could see, the lamps began to blur and disappear, transforming into runes.

These runes are mysterious and profound, interwoven with Tao and reason, and are deeply imprinted in the heart.

The lights burned, and the crimson figure moved forward. One by one, the bright lamps trembled, bursting forth with wisps of golden flame that swirled around the youth, exuding an indescribable aura.

Like a banished immortal descending to earth, transcending the mundane.

Amidst the sea of ​​lights, a gaunt young man draped in a blue cloak, his vertical pupils half-closed, stared at the crimson shadow that was gradually passing by, his brows furrowed.

The Phoenix Maiden in Feathered Robe had a strange light in her beautiful eyes as she watched the figure leisurely walking forward to the front of all living beings, her mind becoming solemn.

As for the human cultivators who came here with them, they were still wandering around the edge of the sea of ​​lights, with only one or two figures able to keep up with the pace of the demons.

However, they were not surprised by the figure walking ahead of everyone else.

With a Foundation Establishment level body, he can kill even a peak-level True Person of the Condensation Realm. His talent is so extraordinary that what is mere comprehension?
It would be surprising if they couldn't take the lead.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you demon, you slaughter living beings, wreak havoc on the world, and cause the fall of countless righteous people."

"die!"

A low growl followed by ten people roaring.

One by one, the cultivators clad in blue Taoist robes suddenly launched their attack.

The blue light burst forth, intertwining and merging to form a vast blue ocean that surged forward.

The lamp trembled slightly, bobbing up and down in the vast ocean, as if it did not exist in this world.

Even if it means certain defeat, we must prevent them from obtaining the Golden Elixir cultivation technique through a suicidal attack.

Behind the Crimson Shadow, the demons' eyes flickered as they avoided the blue waves.

Zhang Yuanzhu walked slowly, his expression unchanged, and casually slapped his palm backward from the measuring ruler.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any dazzling brilliance; it was simply a gentle palm strike.

The azure ocean shattered, the magical artifacts tore apart, and the spells vanished.

One after another, figures flew out, blood splattering the palace, and they fell unconscious.

If it weren't for the special rules governing this place, those few ants would have been crushed into a bloody mist long ago.

The young man had deep, double pupils and lowered his hand.

tower!
Their steps halted, and they ceased moving forward.

He turned around and surveyed the living beings—demons, ghosts, strange creatures, and spirits—a smirk playing on his lips, a look of unbridled arrogance on his face.

"Ah!"

"Since the Thousand-Mile Sea of ​​Lights does not prohibit taking action, why do you dare to appear behind me?"

Leaning slightly forward, an extremely simple movement.

Boom!

The palace trembled, and the entire space creaked under the strain. Tens of millions of tons of air, spiritual energy, and all tangible and intangible energy roared and swept across the vast wilderness.

Wow wow wow~
Demons, ghosts, and humans alike coughed up blood and retreated, staring in horror at the tall, slender figure.

This is a Foundation Establishment cultivator? Are you kidding me?

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you've gone mad! Do you think this is human territory?"

The gaunt youth wearing a blue cloak roared, his face transformed, blue scales formed, dragon horns grew on his forehead, and his dragon eyes became icy cold.

Kill!
The azure dragon roared, its majestic power and divine might gleaming.

The runes are generated and intertwined, attempting to evolve into a terrifying spell, but it has not yet fully taken shape.

A fair hand had already pressed down.

The runes vanished, the dragon scales shattered, and the dragon horns broke off and fell to the ground.

The entire azure dragon was slammed into the ground and fell unconscious.

A white ape transformed into its true form, its fangs bared, and roared as it raised its club to strike the sky, creating bursts of sonic booms.

Fierce and violent!

But in the next moment, his arms exploded, his head was embedded in his chest, and the iron rod was driven diagonally into the ground.

There were also ghostly shrieks, and thick black mist that spread and permeated the air.

Evil and demonic!
But in the next instant, a bright white light flashed, the black mist dissipated, part of the body was annihilated and became transparent, and it fled in panic.

……

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, only four people could stand amidst the sea of ​​lights stretching for miles.

Zhang Yuanzhu, Fayan, Fading, Fengnu, and the rest of the living beings all collapsed to the ground, their vitality waning, without exception.

Feng Yao's beautiful eyes swept across the surroundings, her mind reeling.

This is an invincible warrior. No matter what kind of genius, true dragon, or strange bloodline he is, he has no match for him among those of the same realm.

She had never seen such an outstanding person, far surpassing his generation.

Zhang Yuanzhu flicked the blood from his fingertips, turned around and continued walking towards the end of the sea of ​​lights, trying to comprehend the runes within the lamps.

Leisurely and content.

The Dharma words and the law are also expressed with a peaceful expression, as one contemplates and moves forward.

They are just a group of Foundation Establishment beings. Even if they were a group of True Immortals in the Condensation Realm, they would still have to fight to the death in front of you, Daoist.

At this moment, Feng Nu calmed her mind and stepped forward.

For a moment, the sea of ​​lights fell silent, with only four figures slowly walking forward.

……

Deep within the Dragon Palace.

A figure draped in a nine-dragon imperial robe sat atop a lapis lazuli throne.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his face was sharply defined, resolute and unyielding, his body was robust, and he possessed an aura of overwhelming power and majestic stature.

His dragon eyes watched the various events unfolding on the light screen in front of the throne.

"The Great Dao favors the human race, and geniuses and prodigies emerge one after another."

The Dragon King sighed.

With a strange emotion, it seemed to be regret, or perhaps a sense of loss.

Bang bang bang~
The sound of light footsteps came from behind the throne, and a graceful figure walked in with delicate steps.

The woman had a graceful figure with undulating curves. Her long, shimmering blue hair reached her waist. Her forehead was fair and adorned with two small dragon horns. Her eyes were as bright as a galaxy.

Her gaze fell, landing on the crimson figure in the center of the light screen.

"Father, that human among the same realm who defeated the Golden-Winged Roc, the Azure Dragon, and the White Ape, his talent is indeed remarkable, but..."

The woman's brows furrowed, and her red lips parted slightly:
"His path and his practice seem to be different from ours."

The Dragon King remained silent, raised his head, and looked at his daughter with some sadness.

After a moment, he responded softly:

"It doesn't matter. This child is exceptionally talented, with boundless energy, pure magic power, and a strong spiritual consciousness. He is rare throughout history and is no less capable than our ancestor when he was young."

He paused, a slight smile appearing on his resolute face:

"They might take a fancy to this person and invite him to be their son-in-law."

The woman looked up, her face showing neither joy nor disgust, only calmness, her blue dress fluttering in the wind.
"This man is exceptionally talented and must come from an extraordinary background. If we were to take him as our son-in-law, it would ease the conflict between the two elders, without a doubt."

"enough!"

The Dragon King rebuked him, his eyes filled with an intense and overwhelming sorrow.

"The conflict between our ancestor and that person is not something we can interfere with. You only need to consider whether you are willing to do so."

He gently gripped the armrest and spoke, word by word:

"If you approve, your father will find you a marriage that will last forever."

(End of this chapter)