Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

The West Sea Dragon King first gave Wu Tian an approving look, then looked at the North Sea Dragon King who was holding the unconscious Ao Yu, and revealed an undisguised mocking smile on his face.

"Second Brother," the West Sea Dragon King drawled, his voice echoing clearly in the seawater, ensuring that many dragons and aquatic creatures watching the battle could hear him, "I'm not saying this, but your seventh son is getting more and more impulsive."

"What occasion is it today? It's the engagement banquet of my Western Prince's Mansion."

"But he's all right, jumping out shouting for a fight and even trying to steal the bride... Those who know the situation say it's just young people being jealous and ignorant; those who don't know the situation might think that you, Second Brother, have some grudge against me and specially sent a prince to cause trouble!"

The Dragon King of the North Sea turned even darker, but was speechless for a moment.

In fact, Ao Lie's actions were not without the reason that he secretly condoned it. He did not want the Western King's Mansion to succeed, and he hoped to use this incident to desecrate the dignity of the Western King's Mansion.

Even if the Dragon King of the West Sea blames him afterward, he can always claim that it was just his children being silly and protect his son.

Unexpectedly, Wu Tian possessed such abilities. Despite appearing to have only just condensed his Dharma form, his combat prowess was remarkably outstanding.

The Dragon King of the West Sea continued slowly, "They're used to being arrogant in their own waters, and they don't know how to restrain themselves when they come out."

"Fortunately, this happened in my Dragon Palace today. Nephew Wu Tianxian only punished him slightly out of consideration for our clan. It's just a minor squabble among the younger generation, nothing serious."

He changed the subject, his tone turning cold, "But if he were outside, and encountered those ruthless demon kings, or those decisive and ruthless generals of the Heavenly Court... with his arrogant and ignorant nature, he probably wouldn't even know how he died."

These words were extremely harsh, both mocking Ao Shun's poor parenting and serving as a blatant threat and warning.

The Dragon King of the North Sea's chest heaved, clearly enraged.

But looking at his son, who was barely breathing in his arms, and glancing at Wu Tian standing beside him with a staff, whose aura was unfathomable, as well as the West Sea Dragon King who was clearly on Wu Tian's side, he finally suppressed his anger.

He took a deep breath and cast his cold, abyss-like gaze at Wu Tian, ​​as if trying to see through him inside and out.

"Third brother, take care of yourself."

The North Sea Dragon King finally managed to squeeze out these few words through gritted teeth, then said no more. With a flick of his azure dragon robe, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the deep sea with Ao Lie in an instant.

Seeing the North Sea Dragon King leave, the West Sea Dragon King's mocking expression subsided slightly. He then patted Wu Tian on the shoulder and laughed, "My dear son-in-law, don't be offended. This family from the North Sea has always been arrogant. Today, I'll use you to teach them a lesson."

"That was exhilarating! Let's go back and continue the feast. After this battle, I'd like to see which fool in the world dares to underestimate the Crown Prince of the Western King's Mansion."

When the two returned to the Water Palace, the guests fell silent for a moment before erupting into even more enthusiastic compliments and celebrations.

Mo Yuqiong looked at Wu Tian's tall and straight back with her azure eyes. The coldness on her face melted away a little, replaced by a complex and unfathomable light.

Wherever you are, the strong always reign supreme.

Wu Tian's ability to demonstrate such strength is enough to convince people.

"Perhaps this marriage isn't such a bad thing after all?!"

She felt a little embarrassed as she thought this to herself.

She had only wanted to delay before, never really thinking about marrying him, but now that the thought had taken hold, she suddenly realized the atmosphere was different and exclaimed, "From now on, he is my fiancé!"

Let's not even talk about Mo Yuqiong's thoughts as a young woman.

Inside the West King's Mansion, the banquet resumed, and the atmosphere was even more lively.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, congratulations were constantly heard.

As the banquet drew to a close, the Dragon King of the West Sea announced to the public:
"From this day forward, Wu Tian shall be the Crown Prince of the Western King's Palace."

"He will enjoy the rites and privileges of a crown prince and will have the authority to patrol the seas. On an auspicious day, he will go to the ancestral hall to meet his ancestors and have his name recorded in the golden book. After that, he will be formally conferred the title of crown prince and the announcement will be made to the whole world."

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

"Congratulations, Dragon King! Congratulations, Crown Prince!"

Cheers and congratulations echoed throughout the water palace.

Holding a golden cup, Wu Tian stood amidst the dazzling light of the pearl and the crowd, his long, white hair contrasting with his golden robe, and a smile on his face.

Mo Yuqiong took the initiative to raise her glass and came to Wu Tianxi's seat.

"Brother, your abilities are astonishing. I, Yuqiong, would like to offer you a toast."

Her voice remained cool, but it had lost some of its aloofness.

Wu Tian smiled and raised his cup in response, his long, white hair flowing like a silver river under the brilliance of the pearl: "Your Highness is too kind. It was just a fluke. I hope Qiong'er will not blame me for disturbing the wedding banquet."

The affectionate "Qiong'er" made the dragon princess blush. Her heart skipped a beat, but she felt no disgust. She glanced at the smiling man in front of her with a hint of reproach.

After a slight hesitation, she changed her form of address somewhat shyly, "If it weren't for Brother Tian's intervention, this banquet today would probably have become a laughing stock throughout the world."

"Yuqiong should thank Brother Tian for upholding the dignity of my Western Prince's Mansion."

Wu Tian gazed at the beautiful woman's shy demeanor before him, feeling that the dragon girl's skin was like solidified cream, her face like a peach blossom, and her eyes were full of captivating charm. In particular, her curvaceous figure was even more alluring than that of a mature woman, making him feel a little hot inside.

I don't know if it's because I'm blinded by lust, or if the dragon is truly lustful, but I really can't bear it.

The thought that this dragon girl would become his fiancée from this day forward, and that he would soon be able to take her into his room and play with her, filled him with indescribable joy and delight.

"Sister Qiong'er, you're too kind. This wedding banquet was originally held for the two of us. You are my fiancée, and we are husband and wife as one. Of course, I should stand up for you."

"I don't deserve a thank you; it's all what I should do."

Hearing his intimate tone, Mo Yuqiong secretly looked up and saw the handsome and dashing man in front of her staring intently at her. Her cheeks immediately flushed red, like white jade dyed with rosy clouds, making her incredibly beautiful.

A thought flashed through her mind: "From this day forward, this handsome and dashing man will be my fiancé!"

For some reason, her legs felt weak. She lowered her eyes, raised the wine cup in her hand, and said softly, with a slight tremor in her voice, "Brother Tian, ​​I'd like to toast you."

Wu Tian smelled the fragrance emanating from the Dragon Girl, clinked glasses with her, and then drank the fine wine in his golden cup in one gulp.

Looking up again, Princess Yuqiong's smooth, slender neck was raised, and her hair fell from her cheeks to her chest. The way she drank wine was truly breathtaking.

After Princess Yuqiong finished drinking, her charming and alluring eyes seemed to become a little more misty.

The two chatted happily, and Mo Yuqiong was often amused by Wu Tian's witty remarks or unique insights, covering her mouth and chuckling. Her beautiful face melted away like ice and snow, as if spring water was just beginning to bloom, which made many young aquatic youths around them dazzled and envious of Wu Tian.

The Dragon King of the West Sea saw all of this and stroked his beard, laughing heartily.

Several elders of the dragon clan who came to offer a toast laughed and said, "Look, this is what you call a match made in heaven, a perfect couple."

"Your Majesty's son-in-law is not only incredibly capable, but also possesses extraordinary insight and magnanimity. It is truly a blessing for our Western King's Mansion that Yuqiong has found such a wonderful match."

The guests showered them with flattery and compliments, with phrases like "The Dragon King has a discerning eye" and "The Crown Prince and Princess are a match made in heaven" ringing out.

For a moment, the atmosphere inside the hall was extremely harmonious and warm, as if the brief but intense conflict had never occurred.

Just as the banquet at the Dragon Palace of the East Sea was in full swing, in the Azure Sky River, at the Palace of Mars.

Wu Tian's Golden Crow Dharma Image suddenly withdrew all the true solar fire around it. This Dharma Image in the form of a three-legged divine bird now completely concealed its radiance, transforming into an incomparably condensed golden light.

Then, it quietly left the Star Palace and disappeared into the flowing Azure River outside the palace.

Within the Milky Way, starlight surges like a tide, serene and vast.

This golden light sliced ​​through the dazzling starlight and layers of clouds at an incredible speed, plummeting straight down towards the distant and vast human realm below.

Now that the Dragon King of the East Sea has died and a new prince has been born in the Dragon Palace, the Azure Heaven River has gradually become less of a focus of attention.

The Golden Crow Dharma Form silently descended to the mortal realm, heading to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, hoping to seize this opportunity to obtain the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl left behind by the Dragon King of the East Sea after his fall from Bai Qian.

He moved extremely fast, and before long, the majestic outline of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, with its undulating terrain and surging demonic energy, came into view.

……

Deep within the Ten Thousand Mountains lies the Palace of Immortality.

Bai Qian stood by the railing, wearing a set of close-fitting silver scale soft armor that outlined her breathtaking curves. A sword hung at her waist, exuding both heroic spirit and sexy wildness.

She gazed at the waterfall cascading down in front of the palace, the mist rising from it, a lingering melancholy in her eyes.

Suddenly, she felt something and looked up at the southeastern horizon.

A thin but incredibly pure golden light was tearing through the sky at an astonishing speed, falling towards a secluded cliff near the Undying Palace.

"It's him..." Bai Qian's heart skipped a beat.

"Wow~"

A young, urgent bark came from my feet.

Bai Yaochen, who had lost all his cultivation and transformed into a snow-white puppy, was excitedly barking in the direction where the golden light was falling. His dark eyes were full of eagerness, and his fluffy tail was wagging like a windmill.

It circled around Bai Qian's feet and nudged her legs with its head, as if urging her on.

Although it had lost all its cultivation, it became even more extraordinary. Even the other great demons and demon kings did not detect the aura of that golden crow, but the little guy discovered it immediately.

A complex emotion flashed in Bai Qian's eyes as she bent down and picked up the little one.

The little white dog remained restless in her arms, whimpering softly towards the cliff. Without further hesitation, a surge of sword energy rose around her, transforming into a cold, clear sword light, and she carried Bai Yaochen towards the cliff.

……

A secluded mountain cliff, ancient pines with gnarled branches, shrouded in mist.

The golden light landed lightly on a smooth boulder, its radiance subtly shifting, revealing its true form: the magnificent three-legged golden crow.

It folded its wings and stood there quietly, without emitting any golden light or raging flames, but it exuded a noble aura originating from its bloodline.

As the sword light fell, Bai Qian appeared, holding Bai Yaochen.

She looked at the mystical golden crow on the boulder, her gaze fixed on it, as if she were looking at a great sun.

The Golden Crow Dharma Image nodded slightly and spoke in human language, its clear and melodious voice resounding directly in Bai Qian's mind: "Palace Master Bai, I apologize for the intrusion."

"When I broke through to the Demon Saint realm last time, I was grateful for the Palace Master's righteous intervention and protection. I will never forget it."

Bai Qian stared at him for a long time, until even the Golden Crow Dharma Form seemed a little uneasy, before gently shaking her head: "Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. I haven't been of any help."

The Golden Crow Dharma Image paused for a moment, then continued, "In any case, the Palace Master generously offered his assistance, and the Ten Thousand Mountains were almost destroyed because of it."

"Such kindness is heavier than mountains. If the Palace Master ever needs my help in the future, I will risk my life without hesitation!"

Its tone was sincere, and its dark golden eyes stared directly at Bai Qian.

At this moment, Bai Yaochen in Bai Qian's arms could no longer restrain himself. He barked urgently and struggled fiercely, trying to pounce on the golden crow on the boulder.

Bai Qian tightened her arm slightly, pressing it down, and whispered, "Yao Chen, be quiet."

The little white dog whimpered pitifully, but still gazed longingly at the golden crow, its tail wagging slightly.

Bai Qian raised her eyes, looked at the Golden Crow Dharma Image, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, you have now safely broken through. What are your plans next?"

The Golden Crow Dharma Image seemed to pause for a moment, its beak opening and closing, and the voice that came out carried a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment: "To be honest, Palace Master, I have come here today with a request... I wish to ask the Palace Master for a treasure."

It seemed ashamed of itself; having just said it would repay the great kindness, it immediately came to ask for something. It quickly added, "After the fall of the Dragon King of the East Sea, his natal Dragon Pearl, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, should have fallen into the hands of the Palace Master."

"This item is of little use to the Palace Master. I am willing to exchange it with you for rare and precious materials, cultivation techniques and secret arts, and I will never let you suffer a loss."

Bai Qian listened quietly to what it had to say, without saying anything more. She simply stretched out her left hand, and a faint light flashed in her palm as three items appeared out of thin air.

A fist-sized, deep blue pearl, as pure as the purest seawater, with the phantom of an endless ocean floating inside, and the faint sound of the tides could be heard.

A magic bead, half gold and half red, adorned with divine and demonic totems, exuding an aura of wild desolation.

A golden arrow, about three feet long and entirely golden in color, looks upon closer inspection as if it were made of countless intricate incantations.

"No need for exchange." Bai Qian's voice was as cold as ever, but with a hint of sigh. "These things were never mine to begin with. An old friend... entrusted me to give them to you."

She gently lifted the three treasures and pushed them toward the Golden Crow Dharma Image.

The Golden Crow Dharma Image was stunned.

His eyes were fixed on the three treasures that were silently floating in front of him.

He had thought that obtaining the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl would be quite difficult, but he hadn't expected to get it so easily, and even acquire two other treasures.

He looked up at Bai Qian with some confusion.

She remained standing there, holding the restless Bai Yaochen. The mountain wind blew her hair and the hem of her clothes beneath her armor, her face somewhat hazy in the mist. Her eyes were slightly lowered, as if churning with too many emotions.

Bai Qian really wanted to ask a question.

is it you?
But she ultimately didn't ask.

Since he didn't say it outright, he must have his reasons.

All she could do was... wait for him to come back. (End of Chapter)