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Did I really say this many words in Chapter 493?
"The true ruler is wise!"

Black Emperor chuckled dryly and quickly strode forward, eagerly paving the way.

But as they probed further, Ye Fan, Tu Fei, the Holy Prince, and the others were exasperated and worked together to pull it back.

The reason is simple: this dead dog, under the guise of scouting the way, pulled up grass and picked up stones wherever it saw them. Wherever it went, it even turned over the grass that had a trace of dragon energy to check. It was simply extorting and plundering the land!
He's already looted everything, what are the brothers left to pick up?
Tu Fei and the others were furious and immediately surrounded Hei Huang and gave him a good beating.

Unfortunately, this damned dog was thick-skinned, greedy, and ruthless. Even when beaten to the point of groaning and on the verge of death, it refused to drop a single gold coin.

With no other option, they had to let the Black Emperor go for now, disperse, and go their separate ways to collect the treasures.

Among the crowd, only Ye Fan remained calm and did not join the beating.

After the Black Emperor leaped to his feet, regaining his vigor and becoming smug, he said leisurely:

"Don't forget the twenty-seven thousand four hundred and fifty you owe me!"

"..."

The Black Emperor's smug expression froze, then he wilted, looking utterly dejected. "I can't forget about the Void Contract!"

Seeing this, Xiao Yan felt a surge of joy.

But then, his gaze was drawn to the crimson light beneath his feet.

"This is... a huge chunk of divine energy?!"

Xiao Yan was both surprised and delighted. He quickly dug into the soil and unearthed a crimson divine source the size of a football.

"Such a massive divine source?!"

Black King opened his mouth wide, drool almost dripping down.

The others also had their eyes shining and hurriedly scattered to begin digging for divine sources in the area.

Ye Fan and Xiao Yan exchanged a glance, knowing that they had arrived at the area in the Myriad Dragon Nest where the most divine resources were stored.

The ground here is uneven, dotted with countless ancient pits, each teeming with dragon energy that flows like a gentle stream.

The vast majority of ancient caves contain divine sources, large or small.

However, most of these divine sources have owners, and some are sealed with powerful ancient royal families.

Just like the divine source that Tu Fei just dug up, it is three meters long, with brilliant source energy and dazzling light, and can be called a priceless treasure.

Unfortunately, this divine source did not exist alone; a purple-haired man was sealed within it.

In ancient times, among countless races, only those with sufficient strength, aside from humans, could transform into human form.

The purple-haired man that Tu Fei saw had no scales or beast tail, and his appearance was heroic and very similar to a human. Therefore, he was at least a saint-level being!

Thinking of this, Tu Fei couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

He really wanted to ask True Lord Xuanhuan for help, but he didn't dare to trouble the True Lord with such a matter.

Furthermore, if we were to ask the True Lord for help and eliminate the ancient creature within the divine source, to whom would the remaining divine source belong?
Tu Fei and the others weren't that familiar with Lin Yu, so they felt embarrassed to just sit back and enjoy the benefits. Therefore, they had no choice but to give up on the divine source with a master and continue searching for the unmastered divine source in this place.

And so, the crowd dispersed, searching for the divine source with great enthusiasm.

Gradually, more and more divine sources were revealed in the pit.

Having already transformed into human form, Ao Bing walked among the divine sources, sensing the powerful auras within them. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This aura... seems somewhat familiar!"

"Getting familiar with it is the right thing to do!"

Lin Yu, dressed in black, walked over with Ji Ziyue and explained with a light laugh, "The ancient royal family that slumbers in the Myriad Dragon Nest is the Purple Dragon Clan from the ancient era. Although their bloodline is not pure and is far inferior to that of the East Sea, they are still considered to be the most powerful bloodline among the dragons in this world!"

"I see!"

Ao Bing suddenly realized, staring at the purple-haired woman sleeping soundly with her eyes closed in the divine source at his feet, and said, "They are also dragons, no wonder I always felt their aura was so familiar..."

At this point, he suddenly awoke, quickly raised his head, and cupped his hands, saying, "True Lord!"

"No need for formalities!" Lin Yu said with a smile, helping him up. "I am also a resident of Zhutian City. If you don't mind, you can call me 'Big Brother' like Ye Fan and Xiao Yan do!"

"This...this is unacceptable!"

Ao Bing was flattered and repeatedly said he dared not accept such praise.

Ji Ziyue also complained, "Yes, Master, you like making friends, but it's making your disciples' seniority lower and lower. Now, when Ye Fan argues with me, he even dares to call me his junior nephew!"

"...Is there still such a thing?"

Lin Yu blinked, looking completely innocent.

When Ao Bing saw that the topic had turned to Brother Ye, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly changed the subject, saying, "By the way, Lord True Lord, and Sister Ziyue, aren't you going to retrieve the Divine Source?"

Lin Yu smiled and said, "I've been having some indigestion lately, so I really don't have much of an appetite."

Recalling Lin Yu's earlier words about devouring hell, Ao Bing swallowed hard and quickly turned to say:

"What about Sister Ziyue?"

“The cultivation method I practice is different from theirs, and the divine source is not very useful to me.”

Ji Ziyue shook her head and looked at Ao Bing with interest, saying, "As for you, you should be able to absorb Origin Qi, so why don't you join them in scavenging Divine Origin?"

"..." Ao Bing looked embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "I... can't bring myself to do it."

After all, he was a three-year-old reincarnated spirit pearl, a well-educated and refined gentleman. He was too thin-skinned to associate with these old foxes.

"There's still room for improvement!"

Lin Yu sighed inwardly, thinking that selling his blood in the future would probably make things much better!
Just then, Tu Fei, who was not far away, suddenly exclaimed.

The people scattered in various places immediately stood up and turned to look. They saw that a boy of only eleven or twelve years old had actually walked out of the Dragon Qi Ancient Cave in front of Tu Fei!
The boy was not tall, had a youthful appearance, and bright eyes. Although he was a humanoid creature, his entire body was covered with many purple scales.

Between the eyebrows, there is a purple vertical eye, radiating a soft, clear light.

"It's a young man from the ancient royal family—no, the Purple Dragon Clan?!"

Ao Bing's heart stirred, and he subconsciously suppressed the dragon aura on his body.

Lin Yu, who was standing next to him, noticed his movement and immediately smiled slightly, raising his hand to pat him on the shoulder.

"Xiao Ao, don't be shy!"

In an instant, the purest and most potent dragon energy surged forth uncontrollably.

The boy, who was warily staring at Tu Fei, was suddenly stunned. He quickly turned his gaze around following the dragon aura and looked at the handsome boy in blue robes with surprise and uncertainty.

"@#￥@#?!"

The boy babbled excitedly in an ancient language.

Ao Bing was taken aback upon hearing this and looked to Lin Yu beside him for help.

Lin Yu, of course, couldn't understand the ancient language either, but his consciousness was strong enough that he could understand the boy's meaning without needing language.

"He asked you if you were the Dragon Prince."

Before Lin Yu could speak, the Holy Prince, who was not far away, decisively took over the role of translator for Lin Yu.

Lin Yu paused slightly, then glanced at the Holy Prince with an appreciative look.

Not bad, not bad, this monkey is quite perceptive.

How could a dignified Celestial Palace True Lord, the Lord of the Dark Dimension, personally act as a translator?

The Holy Prince accepted it calmly, smiled slightly, and turned his gaze to Ao Bing.

Ao Bing quickly replied, "Of course not!"

The Holy Prince nodded, turned around, and solemnly translated:
"How could a mere Dragon Prince compare to me?"

"Even the Dragon Emperor of yesteryear, his bloodline was far inferior to mine!"

Did I say that many words?
Ao Bing was completely bewildered, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The dragon youth opposite him was struck dumb, staring at Ao Bing with a mixture of shock and anger.

He was naturally angry at Ao Bing's offense against the Dragon King, but he was also shocked by Ao Bing's incomparably pure dragon aura.

Even with the utmost respect for his Dragon Emperor, he had to admit that his Dragon Emperor was indeed slightly inferior to this young man in the face of such dragon energy...

"Boom!"

Just then, the entire Dragon Nest suddenly trembled violently, as if it had awakened from an ancient slumber.

Stimulated by the true dragon's energy, countless dragon energies surged and roared like rivers bursting their banks, violently impacting the divine sources sealed on the ground that contained the ancient royal families.

The next moment, the divine source burst forth, and the dragon energy soared into the sky!
The purple-haired man, who was sealed within the three-meter-long divine source, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes burst forth with purple light, and he was the first to break through the divine source, soaring into the sky and letting out a long roar.

"hold head high--"

The dragon's roar shook the world, echoing endlessly like ancient thunder.

Many dragon saints were startled by the dragon's roar, and one by one they opened their eyes and broke out of their primordial energy.

In an instant, all the divine sources that sealed the ancient royal family shattered, and countless figures rose up one after another like swimming dragons. The majestic dragon might swept in all directions, causing the entire Ten Thousand Dragon Nest to tremble.

At the very center of this group of resurrected dragons stood a great sage of the dragon race!
He stood suspended in mid-air, his aura as deep as an abyss. His dragon eyes, sharp as swords, swept across the area below, his expression icy, and he spoke with a chilling, earth-shattering voice:

"How dare you, humans, in my Wanlong—"

"Humph!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yu let out a cold snort, releasing an aura as powerful as that of an ancient emperor.

In an instant, boundless darkness surged forth from his body like a flood bursting its banks, sweeping across all directions and swallowing up all the light around him.

In an instant, the entire Dragon Nest was plunged into endless darkness.

All light and sound were blocked by darkness.

Even a powerful dragon saint like him couldn't see anything. He could only see a figure, like a dark monarch, standing tall in the darkness, its eyes indifferent and cold as it looked down at him...

A deadly sense of crisis swept over them, and the expressions of all the dragon saints changed drastically.

The leading Great Sage hurriedly shut his mouth, disregarding any dignity of the dragon race. He bowed deeply, offering a grand salute in the boundless darkness, and said respectfully:
"Qian Lun, the current patriarch of the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest, along with a group of dragons, pays homage to the Supreme Emperor!"

(End of this chapter)