Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 713 Perfection and Flaws

The waters at the confluence of the three rivers rippled like countless golden scales under the setting sun, and the figure of the Yangtze River Dragon King slowly rose from the surging waters.

"Lord Dragon King, have you received the incense we offered?"

"We think about you all the time."

Xu Xuan was speaking in a familiar tone, recounting the fact that he had bribed a powerful figure in the past.

But at this moment, the other party seemed unwilling to listen to such nonsense.

His gilded vertical pupils narrowed slightly, his gaze sweeping over the two returning figures with an almost tangible intensity.

“Interesting.” The Dragon King’s voice seemed both near and far, carrying the rhythm of rushing river water.

The gaze finally settled on Xiaoqing, her dragon whiskers fluttering even without wind. "Not leaving a trace of dragon breath... Doesn't she want to transform into a dragon?"

According to His observation, this green snake had an absolute thirst for power.

Xu Bailian is a very resourceful person. If they joined forces, they could definitely obtain the dragon blood, but what does it mean that they didn't refine it?
In particular, there were some subtle changes in the aura emanating from Xiaoqing.

Others might not see it, but He could see the splendor of the Green Serpent after it swallowed the Dragon, and He had already broken free of a layer of shackles in His mind.

His gilded eyes rippled with emotion.

For thousands of years, this is the first ordinary aquatic creature to break free from the mark of the dragon race.

For most demons, transforming into a dragon is entirely beneficial, especially for small snakes with low bloodlines.

This kind of unknown is indeed very interesting, like suddenly discovering a fully automatic, randomly moving piece in a chess game that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Before Xu Xuan could answer, Xiao Qing raised her head and said, "Dragon Lord, although I have not yet transformed into a dragon, I can still overturn rivers and seas." Her tone was more certain than ever before, and her snake eyes flickered with a confident light.

Someone stood to the side with their arms crossed, a smug smile on their lips.

Although he didn't say anything, the expression of "my child has made something of himself" was practically written all over his face.

The Dragon King's gaze swept back and forth between the two, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips: "Good."

That single word brought the entire Yangtze River to a sudden calm, reflecting the rosy glow of the sky.

His gaze was less imposing than usual, and the way he looked at Xiaoqing was like a craftsman admiring a piece of rough jade that he had carved himself into a work of art.

This once timid little snake demon now dares to look directly into the dragon's eyes and speak eloquently, making him more interesting than those rule-abiding monsters.

Xu Xuan couldn't figure out what Le Zilong was laughing about, and felt that there was some unfathomable mystery hidden in his laughter.

However, the appearance of this big shot just came at the right time, as he was worried about how to deal with this hot potato.

After leaving the Dragon Palace of Dongting, Xu Xuan had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

The dragon palace was dilapidated and decaying, and the dragon blood essence exuded an evil aura, making it seem unlike anything a proper dragon should possess.

If the Dragon King of Dongting Lake is truly a righteous god, how could he allow his essence and blood to turn into this state?

He casually pulled out the crimson gem from his pocket—a crystal formed from the solidified essence of the true dragon. Under the setting sun, it gleamed with an eerie blood-red light, like solidified flames, or like some living thing faintly pulsating.

"This thing looks creepy, so I didn't dare to eat it. Can you tell me what's going on?"

With a casual toss, the crimson gem traced an arc in the air, instantly revealing the aura of dragon blood.

Wow!

The once calm river surface suddenly erupted into countless splashes, and tens of thousands of aquatic creatures leaped out of the water as if they had gone mad! Fish eyes were blood-red, shrimp and crab claws cracked, and even the usually docile finless porpoises bared their white fangs and frantically thrashed toward the gemstone.

The aura of dragon blood drove them completely mad. Their instincts, deep within their bloodlines, compelled them to devour this drop of essence blood at all costs, even if it meant being shattered to pieces!

"presumptuous!"

With a wave of his wide sleeves, the Dragon King unleashed a mighty dragon aura that seemed to crash down from the heavens, instantly freezing the entire river! The frenzied aquatic creatures were struck dumb; fish, shrimp, crabs, and turtles all froze, then trembled and sank back to the riverbed, never daring to cause another disturbance. He lightly twirled the crimson gem between his fingertips, his golden eyes narrowing as if scrutinizing it.

Suddenly He let out a cold laugh, his tone laced with mockery—

"dragon?"

This cold laugh made Xu Xuan realize that he was indeed no good.

"The item is genuine; the dragon from Dongting Lake is exactly like this."

Dragon Lord clenched his five fingers—snap!
The ruby's outer shell shattered instantly, and the dragon's blood evaporated and dissipated into the air like smoke, leaving no trace.

A golden radiance appeared in his palm, swirling like a dragon.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a lifelike golden dragon, pure and sacred, completely different from the sinister blood crystal from before.

Xiaoqing gazed quietly at the source of the dragon race, her eyes calm and undisturbed, devoid of both greed and longing.

Seeing that she remained unmoved, the Dragon King was in a great mood and, for the first time ever, took the initiative to tell her about the past.

"The dragon in Dongting Lake is a born dragon, so it has many flaws."

The first sentence shocked Xu Xuan so much that his eyebrows twitched.

Wait a minute, listen to what you're saying? Dragons are born with major flaws?
Could it be that this world also follows the strange rule that "hybrids are stronger"?
And even if that's true, shouldn't this be a secret of the dragon race? You're just telling me this so casually?

Have we gotten so close that we can share our racial history?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Xu Xuan's mind, and he even began to doubt whether his judgment of friendship was seriously flawed.

Long Jun glanced at him and his lips twitched slightly, clearly taken aback by his "flattered" appearance.

"You heartless humans are so boring," He sneered. "You can overthink even a casual remark."

"The defect I'm referring to is in the spirit and soul, not in the bloodline."

Xu Xuan immediately composed himself and nodded seriously: "I see. So what exactly is this defect?"

This will make it easier for me to make targeted deployments in the future, hehehe...

Long Jun's eyes twitched, sensing a slight hint of malice. He suddenly felt an urge to lock this audacious fellow to the bottom of the Yangtze River.

But this generation of White Lotus is already incredibly audacious and ridiculously twisted, so I couldn't be bothered to argue and continued:

"Dragons are born with spirituality, possess powerful bodies, and have their own supernatural abilities, allowing them to resonate with the laws of the Dao."

"They can easily wield power over a region, making them a perfect race."

"Therefore, the flaw lies in one's character—perhaps this is the balance of nature."

"Even knowing the importance of cultivating the mind, it is difficult to truly commit to it, which is why the dragon race has been surpassed by the human race."

Balance... Xu Xuan suddenly realized that in many works of art, naturally powerful races often exhibit traits such as arrogance, tyranny, and willfulness.

I thought it was a common problem among those in power, but I never imagined that it was an inherent flaw in the dragon race.

Moreover, achieving Dao is several times more difficult than for human cultivators. No wonder they chose the path of gods when there were immortals; it's their comfort zone.

That makes sense, that makes sense. Heaven really does have a say in things.

But... you seem quite intelligent.

Although he didn't say it aloud, Long Jun keenly sensed that the bastard opposite him seemed to be internally criticizing him.

(End of this chapter)