I picked up the scattered attributes

I'm not!

"You will uphold the last wishes of all the strong members of my race and shoulder the heavy responsibility of reviving our race..."

Damn it, don't talk nonsense!

Feng Xia was too exhausted to even complain. He didn't know if Mo Lian Que's plan to change the world would come to fruition, but he himself was about to change his name and clan affiliation. If this old dragon continued talking, he might just take him as his last disciple at any moment.

The old man, who looked like a dried corpse, said calmly, "Therefore, I will take you as my last disciple."

Feng Xia: "..."

Okay, he understands, he understands everything.

It's not surprising that such bizarre developments occur in anything he encounters.

"I……"

Before Feng Xia could say anything more, the old man grabbed him by the collar and disappeared from sight like a shooting star streaking across the sky.

Outside the city gates of the Demon Capital, all was silent.

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Chapter 0202

After the old man, who was transformed from the dragon's corpse, carried Feng Xia away, the oppressive atmosphere outside the city gates of the Demon Capital lingered for a long time before finally dissipating into nothingness.

"They're gone...they're finally gone!"

"Damn it, I almost thought I was going to die! Thank goodness this guy finally left!"

"Oh my god, I was so scared that I turned into a human!"

Many demonic beasts, panting heavily, collapsed to the ground with a thud, causing the surrounding earth to crack and the ground to shake violently, making it difficult for anyone to find a foothold.

But soon, as the oppressive aura in the sky dissipated, more and more demonic beasts quickly came to life, some running wildly, some roaring, and some even slapping their companions on the head after looking around:

"You dare call this a transformation? You've only grown two arms, aren't you ashamed? Look at me, I grew six arms in one go!"

"Hmph! What good are bare arms? Didn't you just wet yourself in fear?"

Many demonic beasts grunted and groaned, and before they knew it, the area in front of the demon capital city gates quickly returned to life, bustling with noise and shouts, as if the terrifying scene that had just occurred was merely a beautiful illusion.

For the vast majority of the people of the Demon Kingdom, the opening of the Demon Emperor's Tomb was merely a lively celebration. Whether it was the high and mighty Demon King or the East Sea Dragon Clan far overseas, they were all too far away from them!

However, a small number of creatures still remember what happened before.

"Ah, Xia has been arrested!"

As Zhu Youniang let out a soft cry, the others exchanged bewildered glances: "It's true that Sect Leader Feng has been captured, but let me think about it..."

Mo Lianque carefully considered the words for a moment before finding a relatively reliable explanation:

"What if by the time we find Master Feng, he'll already be that terrifying powerhouse's... sworn brother?"

This is strange no matter how you look at it.

But because it happened to Sect Leader Feng, it's not so strange, and even... it seems quite believable.

After all... that's the Wind Sect Leader!

As soon as Mo Lianque asked the question, the group looked at each other again. Even the anxious Zhu Youniang was stunned for a moment: "It shouldn't be... right? Didn't that strange dragon say that he wanted to take A-Xia as his last disciple? If they become sworn brothers, wouldn't that mean he has become his own ancestor?"

"The Golden Roc Demon King was an enemy of Sect Leader Feng, yet he ended up becoming sworn brothers with him?" His Majesty shook his head speechlessly, his expression growing increasingly strange. "This reminds me of something. Look at the old Sword King of Thousand Autumn Valley back then. He barely even met Sect Leader Feng, yet he entrusted his entire sect to him; the Golden Roc Demon King was clearly an enemy, yet he inexplicably became sworn brothers with Sect Leader Feng; and that old dragon from earlier, Sect Leader Feng wasn't even a descendant of the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan, yet he became his closed-door disciple..."

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Although it sounds incredibly absurd and ridiculous, they know very well that... Mo Lianque was not exaggerating at all; every single thing he said was a true story!

“Miss Zhu, you and Sect Leader Feng have known each other the longest. Do you know any inside information…” Mo Lian Que then turned his gaze to Zhu You Niang.

"Hey, now that you mention it, the reason I met Xia in the first place was because..."

Under everyone's gaze, Zhu Youniang remained stunned for several breaths before finally uttering a few words: "I think I came here to seduce him..."

Mo Lianque: "???"

At that very moment, everyone suddenly noticed that the black jade spider's body surface suddenly twitched, followed by the release of black mist, and the shape of a delicate and beautiful young girl quickly materialized.

"This...this is?!"

Everyone looked on in astonishment, only to see that Zhu Youniang now looked just like before, with a graceful figure and flowing hair. However, the part below her waist was still in the form of a spider, and at the same time, strange black patterns crawled up her side face, making her delicate features look somewhat eerie.

Even Zhu Youniang herself was stunned, looking herself up and down: "Huh? How did I suddenly turn back... No, did I turn back?"

However, it is clear that her current situation is different from before.

The girl curiously raised her fair and smooth arm, and then tried to lift her legs—as soon as she had the thought, at least eight spider legs lifted up at the same time.

"This feeling is so strange..." Zhu Youniang seemed quite uncomfortable with this state for the time being.

"It must be something you just recalled, which happens to be related to your first transformation. It is both the foundation of your transformation and an invisible shackle..."

Long Da flew over unsteadily, thoughtfully analyzing, "You were originally bound by these shackles, but now, you've inadvertently touched the key, unlocking part of those shackles..."

"When will my other half be able to turn back into the original form?"

“Well… why don’t you try turning the key a few more times? Maybe it will open.” However, Long Da’s answer was quite uncertain. “As for Fellow Daoist Feng, you don’t need to worry. That old dragon should not have any ill intentions towards him, provided that… Sect Leader Feng doesn’t give himself away.”

"What exactly happened to that old dragon?" The question caused everyone great concern.

The scene when Jiao Qingtu arrived was too terrifying, and his appearance was equally horrifying. Thick water flowed all over his body, and death aura permeated the air. There was not a single intact part of his body. No matter how you looked at it, he did not look like a living creature, but rather more like a... corpse!

How could a corpse move around freely, and how could it travel thousands of miles to kill its way to the Demon Capital?

More importantly...

How did such a powerful old dragon become like this, neither alive nor dead, like a ghost returned from hell!

"do not know."

Long Da's answer was quite straightforward: "However, one can imagine that he must have encountered a great horrific event in his life, where someone massacred his race, and the boundless death aura eroded his mind. But at the same time, it also preserved a trace of his obsession, allowing him to continue to move in the world..."

He didn't continue, but said in a worried tone, "There's definitely no problem with Grandmaster Feng. What really worries me is that the old dragon said the culprit who wiped out the entire East Sea Jiaolong clan is currently in the Demon Capital City..."

Everyone's breath hitched for no apparent reason.

Looking at this ancient and magnificent city again, the towering walls seemed to have changed, turning into twisted fleshy walls, and each building was like a sharp tooth, opening its bloody maw to devour all living beings that came here.

at the same time.

Feng Xia felt the wind and clouds around him changing rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a cold liquid completely enveloped him.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Feng Xia couldn't help but cough violently, "What the hell is this? Refrigerant?"

"This is a thousand-year-old icy pool."

The old man Jiao Qingtu's voice reached his ears, seemingly tinged with a hint of amusement: "Little fellow, turn back into your original form and show this old man what you're made of."

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Chapter 0203

Upon hearing what the old man said, Feng Xia had lost count of how many times he had gotten a headache.

It's very large, not just a little large, and it's showing a trend of continuing to grow.

"Why the hell is it always me?!"

Feng Xia couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Moreover, at this time, he finally discovered a huge drawback of the Creation Mystic Art: the Creation Mystic Art cannot create flesh and blood out of thin air; it can only transform existing flesh and blood.

In other words, compressing oneself into a young boy is not a problem, nor is transforming from a boy into a girl; after all, one has enough flesh and blood to change however one wants.

But the reverse is not necessarily true.

To transform himself from a human less than two meters tall into a dragon tens of meters long—please, even if he squeezed himself dry, he couldn't possibly produce that much flesh and blood!

Therefore, thinking of this, Feng Xia decided to go all the way and put on a stern face, letting out a cold, expressionless laugh:

"Original form? Hmph!"

"You little guy..."

Unexpectedly, the old man Jiao Qingtu was not angry at all. Instead, he chuckled and shook his head. He stretched out a hand, seemingly wanting to brush Feng Xia's head, but halfway there, the old man slowly withdrew his hand.

"Fine, let's not change it then."

He shook his head again, forcing a "kind" smile onto his old, withered face, which was as pale as a dried corpse.

Then, he walked to a blue stone by the cold pool. Panxi sat down on the stone, his expression suddenly becoming slightly serious, and said, word by word, "Little fellow, what's your name?"

Feng Xia thought for a moment before answering, "Jiao Jiao."

"Jiaojiao?"

The old man pondered the name for a few moments, and just when Feng Xia thought he was about to utter the classic phrase "good name," the old man waved his hand and said, "This name is really awful."

Feng Xia: "?"

He clearly had a lot of confidence in this name, okay?!

"Well, old people talk a lot of nonsense, but unfortunately, I don't have that much time for it anymore." Just then, the old man sighed deeply. "You should be prepared. From now on, I will do my best to train you and pass on all the heritage of my clan to you!"

"From this day forward, you will be the successor of my East Sea Dragon Clan, symbolizing the highest will of my East Sea Dragon Clan. When you walk in the human world, you alone will represent the entire East Sea Dragon Clan!"