Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 668 Dragon Lord's Warning
Xu Xuan put away the map and said with a smile, "The story of 'Liu Yi Transmitting the Letter' is about a scholar and a dragon maiden from Dongting Lake."

"A dragon girl?" Xiaoqing's eyes lit up, her scales faintly visible on her neck. "What happened to her?"

She became very interested in this topic.

One of her purposes in going to Dongting Lake was to leap over the Dragon Gate to change her bloodline, so of course she wanted to know what a dragon was.

Although she belongs to the genus *Snake*, her understanding of dragons is far less than that of Xu Xuan.

In the little monster's understanding, transforming into a dragon meant he could fight alongside scholars and monks.

But this story might not be what she wants to hear.

"The Dragon Girl married a scoundrel and was bullied so much that she had to herd sheep on the banks of the Jing River. Later, she met a scholar named Liu Yi, who delivered a letter written in blood to the Dragon Palace of Dongting Lake on her behalf."

ha? !

Xiaoqing slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly. "The Dragon Girl has been bullied to the point of herding sheep?!" Her tail almost revealed its true form as she slapped the boat plank with a loud crack. "I wasn't this pathetic even when I was a snake!"

That's so embarrassing.

She had a feeling the story would be clichéd, but she still asked, "And then?"

Xu Xuan continued slowly, "When her uncle, Lord Qiantang, found out, he stirred up a huge uproar."

The main storyline is about the Dragon Maiden of Dongting Lake who was married off to Jingchuan. She was abused by her husband, Lord Jingyang, and her in-laws. Fortunately, she met a scholar named Liu Yi who was delivering a family letter to the Dragon Palace of Dongting Lake. She was rescued by her uncle, Lord Qiantang, and returned to Dongting Lake.

Lord Qiantang and his entourage, grateful for Liu Yi's kindness, immediately arranged for him to marry the Dragon Girl. Liu Yi, however, had only acted out of compassion to help those in distress and had no selfish motives. Furthermore, he was dissatisfied with Lord Qiantang's overbearing attitude, so he sternly refused and took his leave.

However, the Dragon Girl had already fallen in love with Liu Yi and vowed never to marry anyone else. After several twists and turns, the two finally became a couple.

Finally, Liu Yi married a dragon girl who had been married before and brought a dowry. The young couple lived happily ever after.

Xiaoqing's expression was priceless. First, her eyes widened, then she gritted her teeth, and finally squeezed out, "If it were me—"

First, he killed the Jingchuan Dragon Prince, stole the Dragon Palace treasures as funds, recruited soldiers and horses in Taihu Lake, and returned to Jinghe to take revenge three years later.

Even that Qiantang Dragon King is too domineering. I haven't seen anyone in the Qiantang River next to us who dares to act recklessly in front of me.

Xu Xuan couldn't help but chuckle: "So you're not the Dragon Girl, you're the Little Green King."

"This story is ridiculous," Xiaoqing said indignantly, then expressed that she was no longer very interested in the idea of ​​transforming into a dragon.

"That's utter nonsense!"

A clear shout, like a thunderclap, rang out, and a figure appeared out of thin air at the bow of the ship. The newcomer wore a black robe with dragon patterns, a crimson-gold crown, and a jade belt adorned with nine bright pearls at his waist. He was none other than the long-absent Dragon Lord of the Yangtze River.

Xiaoqing's scales instantly bristled, and she froze on the spot. The bloodline suppression from the superior dragon clan rendered her unable to move even her fingertips, and the blue scales on her neck uncontrollably surfaced one by one. If the other party hadn't deliberately concealed its aura, she would probably have already revealed her true form and become the dragon lord's meal.

Although Xu Xuan was mentally prepared, his heart was still pounding wildly. He activated his spiritual senses to the fullest, but still could not detect the slightest trace of the Dragon Lord's aura—this gap in realm was beyond the reach of strategy.

However, he had already figured out the Dragon Lord's personality; he was a dragon who loved to have fun.

So you were drawn in by the story?
No.

The Dragon King was alarmed by a source of pollution on the Yangtze River that was full of unknowns, chaos, and malicious causes.

Then I saw that strange thing telling a story about dragons.

Although the Dragon King looked down on the Dongting Dragon Clan, this kind of little story was too far-fetched. It was basically a modified version of a clichéd story about a scholar and a rich girl.

"Tell me the story properly, don't try to fool me with this kind of plot." Since the Dragon King came to hear the story, Xu Xuan naturally wouldn't try to fool him with a theatrical version.

First, he used a Buddhist calming mantra to help Xiaoqing calm her mind. Then, as if by magic, he took out old wine, several plates of spiritual fruits and candied fruits, and other snacks from his storage bag.

He cleared his throat and began to tell the original story of the Legend of Liu Yi.

The love story remains largely the same, but the descriptions of the dragons are much more elaborate. The richness is evident in the abundance of worldly treasures: pillars adorned with white jade, walls with green jade, beds with coral, curtains with crystal, carved glass on emerald lintels, and amber embellishing rainbow beams. Its wondrous beauty and profound mystery defy description.

Its strengths include: "He set out from Lingxu at dawn, arrived at Jingyang by noon, fought there, and has not yet returned."

Of course, it also has a brutal side.

For example, the reason why the Dragon King of Qiantang appears as a prisoner is because, 'The floods that lasted for nine years were caused by this child's anger. Recently, he has been displeased with the heavens and has blocked the five mountains.'

In other words, it was in a bad mood and caused nine years of floods, as if it had a grudge against the heavens, which resulted in the submersion of five mountains.

There's also a dialogue between the Dragon King of Qiantang, who went to take revenge on the Dragon King of Jingchuan, and the Dragon King of Dongting.

The Lord of Dongting asked, "How many lives were harmed this time?" The Dragon Lord of Qiantang replied, "Six hundred thousand."

The Lord of Dongting asked, "Have the crops been ruined?" The Dragon King of Qiantang replied, "Within an area of ​​eight hundred li."

The Lord of Dongting asked, "Where is that heartless brat?" The Dragon King of Qiantang replied, "He was eaten by me."

In the process of retaliating, they also harmed 600,000 civilians and flooded 800 li of farmland. The exact number may be exaggerated, but the brutality of the act is evident.

After hearing the whole story, the Dragon King stroked his whiskers with satisfaction: "That's more like it! Stirring up a thousand-foot wave, flooding eight hundred miles—that's what you call the wrath of a true dragon!"

Xiaoqing was stunned. The half-eaten spirit fruit in her hand fell onto the deck with a 'plop': "Isn't the dragon an auspicious beast?"

"Heh." The Dragon Lord chuckled, his fingertips gathering water vapor to outline an ancient totem in the air. "When the human race was weak, dragons were ferocious beasts that stirred up storms; now that the human race is powerful," the water vapor shifted, transforming into the auspicious dragon enshrined in temples, "don't we become auspicious beasts?"

Xu Xuan almost choked on his wine upon hearing this: "Lord Dragon, you are indeed frank."

Xiaoqing was still struggling with the question: "But what about the 600,000 people?"

"Fake!" The Dragon King laughed loudly, causing the wine jug to jump three inches high. "How far is it from Jingyang to Dongting Lake? Eight hundred li flooded? If it's another eighty li, divine retribution will descend and shatter your soul!"

He tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp. "Human writers used to be very realistic, but I don't know why they've become more and more exaggerated. Six hundred thousand? How ridiculous."

Xu Xuan seemed to be deep in thought: "So, this is why the Dragon Lord has come."

"Just listening to some fun." The Dragon Lord suddenly leaned closer, his dragon eyes reflecting Xu Xuan's image. "And while you're at it, let's see which unlucky fellow is going to be the seventh key." He lightly tapped Xu Xuan's waist with his fingertip.

"But if it's you, it seems the turmoil there this time will be quite significant."

Xu Xuan's heart trembled violently, and a thin crack appeared in the wine cup in his hand. He forced himself to remain calm and asked, "What do you mean by that, Dragon Lord?"

I can see it even if I put it in a jade pot?
"Don't play dumb." The Dragon Lord chuckled, his fingertips gathering water vapor to draw seven streams of light in the air. "The causal threads in this seventh box are almost tangled into a cocoon." Golden light flowed in his dragon eyes, illuminating the invisible threads wrapped around his body. "Ordinary cultivators can't see through it, but my dragon clan has a different sensitivity to water veins."

The Dragon King's expression suddenly turned serious: "Listen up, kid." He grabbed Xu Xuan's wrist, the dragon scales faintly visible on his skin. "The Yangtze River and Dongting Lake are connected. If you go too far—"

Water vapor in the air suddenly condensed into a three-dimensional map:
Whirlpools filled the mouth of Dongting Lake, the Yangtze River channel twisted and deformed, and towns along the shore were swallowed by giant waves.

“The water veins have shifted, and you will surely be punished by the heavens.” The Dragon King released his hand, but the dragon scale mark remained on Xu Xuan’s wrist. “At that time, it will not be as simple as a lightning tribulation. Even I will have to kill you.”

Xiaoqing raised an eyebrow and immediately gripped the sword hilt, saying, "Then we don't have to go."

"Go! Of course I'll go!" The Dragon King suddenly reverted to his carefree demeanor, laughing as he pointed towards Dongting Lake. "I'm going to watch the show!" Before dissipating into the water, he left behind his final words: "Remember—keep it down!"

Xu Xuan stared at the dragon scale mark on his wrist and said with a wry smile, "This Dragon Lord has really figured out how to be both the referee and the participant."

However, it's remarkable that He, a dragon lord who doesn't want to have anything to do with me, would make a special trip and even leave a mark.

This shows that the calamity that befell Dongting Lake this time was quite severe.

For some reason, a fire ignited in the Father's eyes.

(End of this chapter)