Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 428 Davis: Thank goodness Dai Mubai didn't become Yu Xiaolie's disciple! Blue Silver Emperor's Divine Test!
Three days later.

The majestic mountain gate of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, shrouded in faint lightning, welcomed the Crown Prince's convoy from the Star Luo Empire.

The ceremonial guard was imposing, and the etiquette was impeccable.

Davis was dressed in a dragon-patterned casual robe, without armor, which made him appear less fierce on the battlefield and more like a crown prince.

He dismounted his carriage outside the sect and walked in to show his respect for the sect that had produced deities.

Sect Master Yu Xiaozhen personally led several elders to greet them at the mountain gate. Their etiquette was impeccable, yet it also carried the reserve and distance characteristic of the Upper Three... Upper Two Sects.

"His Highness Davis's presence is an honor to our Blue Lightning Sect."

Yu Xiaozhen cupped his hands in greeting, his voice steady and calm.

"Sect Master Yu, you are too kind. The empire has just been established and everything is in need of rebuilding. I should have come to visit long ago, but I have been busy with trivial matters and only found time today. I hope you will not take offense."

Davis smiled politely and spoke very respectfully.

After a round of polite, official pleasantries, the atmosphere appeared harmonious, but in reality, every word was a silent test of each other's intentions and bottom lines.

Upon entering the sect square, the chaotic-colored Dragon Emperor statue stood majestically, seemingly containing endless majesty and laws, involuntarily drawing Davis's gaze and causing him to feel a slight chill in his heart.

The meeting took place in the main hall of the sect.

Davis got straight to the point, expressing the sincerity of the Star Luo Empire:

"Sect Master Yu, the purpose of unifying the empire is to stop the fighting and quell the chaos, so that the people can recuperate and thrive."

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is a leader among the Soul Masters of the continent, and the Empire holds it in high esteem.

The Heaven Dou Empire not only fully recognizes all the preferential policies granted to your sect, but will also, on this basis, promulgate more new policies that are conducive to the cultivation of Soul Masters and the development of sects.

"It is hoped that your clan can work together with the Empire to build a peaceful and prosperous future for the continent."

Yu Xiaozhen exchanged a glance with the elders and slowly said:
"Your Highness's kindness is deeply appreciated by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Our sect has always been aloof, seeking only tranquility and focused cultivation. If the new policies of the Empire can truly benefit all Soul Masters, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will naturally be happy to see it happen."

This answer was perfectly watertight, neither explicitly agreeing nor expressing any resistance.

Davis understood that this was not something that could be accomplished overnight.

He shifted his focus, his gaze returning to the statues in the square outside the window, his tone carrying just the right amount of感慨 and reverence:

"Speaking of this, it is truly awe-inspiring. His Majesty the Dragon God ascended to godhood in one fell swoop and ascended beyond the realm, a legend unprecedented in the history of our Douluo Continent."

Although I have no chance to serve under the Dragon God, my admiration for him is beyond words. I feel deep regret whenever I think about it.

His words were sincere and heartfelt, and even his eyes were full of longing.

Upon hearing this, the elders' expressions softened considerably, and pride shone in their eyes.

The sect leader's ascension to godhood is undoubtedly the greatest glory for the sect.

Of course, Davis was also secretly relieved.

His younger brother, Dai Mubai, did not become his disciple; otherwise, the Star Luo Prince who would unify the continent today, and the one who could stand here and speak on behalf of the Star Luo royal family, would probably not be him.

……

Across the mainland, the wounds of war are being healed at a speed that many had not anticipated.

Especially in treatment centers in major cities and wounded soldiers' camps in military camps, some things that are called "miracles" are happening.

Inside a treatment room in a border city, the stench of blood and herbs mingled, and low groans filled the air. The room was filled with severely wounded soldiers carried from the front lines; severed limbs and remains were scattered everywhere. Many were so badly injured that even the most experienced healing-type Soul Masters shook their heads, secretly sentencing them to death.

An elderly healing-type Soul Master, having just exhausted his Soul Power, looked pale-faced at a young Soul Master lying on a wooden bed in front of him, barely breathing.

The young man had a horrific penetrating wound in his chest, through which his faintly beating heart was almost visible, his life force as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.

"It's no use... My internal organs are too ruptured, and my soul power is exhausted. It's a miracle that I've lasted this long..."

The old Soul Master shook his head wearily and whispered to his assistant beside him, "Let's get ready..."

The assistant's eyes reddened, and he nodded silently, preparing to fetch the white sheet to cover the body.

However, just as he turned around, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a very faint, almost imperceptible blue light on the wound on the young soul master's chest.

He turned around abruptly, thinking he was seeing things.

Then his eyes widened in disbelief.

At the edge of that gruesome wound, the flesh seemed to be writhing at a visible but extremely slow pace!

A faint glimmer of life, like a tender sprout breaking through the soil, stubbornly revived from that ashen body!

"Teacher! Teacher, look!"

The assistant's voice trembled with excitement as he grabbed the old soul master.

The old Soul Master turned around impatiently, about to reprimand, but when his gaze fell on the wounded, he froze instantly, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

"This...how is this possible?!"

He rushed to the bedside, his hands trembling as he sensed the young Soul Master's aura.

Although it is still faint, it is indeed slightly stronger than before, and it is increasing very slowly but steadily!

Similar incidents occurred one after another in different wounded soldiers' camps and different treatment centers.

Those soldiers and soul masters who were judged to be fatally wounded experienced their wounds healing at an inexplicable pace. Their depleted soul power seemed to receive a tiny but crucial replenishment, pulling them back from the brink of death.

"That's strange! Yesterday, Old Wang was delirious with fever and his wounds were festering, but today his fever has subsided and his wounds are starting to heal!"

"My leg... I thought I was definitely going to lose it, but now it seems... it seems like I can feel it again?"

The healing-type Soul Masters looked at each other, both surprised and delighted, but couldn't find the reason at all.

They could only attribute it to vague reasons such as "God's mercy" or "the war is over and life has returned."

Unbeknownst to them, beneath this scarred land, countless tiny, imperceptible blue-gold specks of light, like trickling streams, silently seeped out.

They blend into the air, the water, and the soil, quietly nourishing every wounded life form, stimulating their most primal life potential, and repairing the terrible damage caused by war.

These points of light originate deep within the most secluded valley of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in Sunset Forest, spreading along the earth's veins to every corner of the continent.

Within that valley, a graceful Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul was radiating a gentle yet vast life force.

Each of its leaves is crystal clear, as if formed from the purest vitality, and it is surrounded by nine soul rings containing supreme life laws.

It's Gintoki!

(End of this chapter)