My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

The phantom of the dragon god looked down at Hong Lü, who was still struggling on the dragon throne, and let out a cold snort of disappointment, muttering "spineless".

He then waved his hand, his tone tinged with impatience: "Alright, stop scaring yourselves. Quickly convene a meeting of the Golden Dragon Elders to discuss the arrangements for the coronation ceremony."

Hong Lü took a few deep breaths, barely suppressing the unease in his heart, and nodded in agreement.

……

Dragon Emperor Palace.

This grand hall was once the place where the elders of the various dragon clans held joint meetings, and the dome is carved with the totems of each dragon lineage.

The forests of the green dragons, the oceans of the blue dragons, the volcanoes of the red dragons, and the dark abysses of the black dragons.

But now those totems are still there, but only one color of dragon remains beneath them.

The Golden Dragon Clan occupied all the seats, and the elders of other lineages were either expelled or crippled.

Hong Lü sat in the main seat, his fingers unconsciously tapping the armrest.

A young golden dragon warrior stood beside him.

Shortly after, a loud announcement came from outside the hall.

"Elder Burning Heaven! Enter the hall!"

The Golden Dragon Warrior solicitously dragged a chair from beside the conference table and placed it in the first position to the right of the head of the table.

The palace doors swung open, and an elderly man who looked to be in his fifties strode in.

He was tall and imposing, with blond hair streaked with silver. His face was ruddy, and he walked with a brisk pace. His brows were furrowed with an undisguised smugness, and his laughter preceded his seat.

"Haha, I've lived for over three hundred years and have never been to the Dragon Emperor's Palace for a meeting before! In the past, the elders of all the clans would crowd here and argue, with the green dragon saying one thing and the blue dragon retorting, arguing all day without ever reaching a conclusion. Now, it's so peaceful! Now our Golden Dragon clan can truly stand up!"

Hong Lu tugged at the corners of his mouth, forcing out a smile that could barely be called a smile.

"Elder Golden Bone! Enter the hall!"

"Elder Lieyun! Enter the hall!"

"Elder Zhenyue! Enter the hall!"

……

One after another, the Golden Dragon Elders filed in, and chairs were dragged out one after another, gradually filling the once empty conference table with people.

These elders were all in high spirits. Some took off their cloaks and casually tossed them to their servants, while others plopped down and began chugging the tea on the table.

That used to be a seat only the chief elders of each clan were qualified to sit in, but now every elder of their Golden Dragon clan has a seat there.

"Once the coronation ceremony is over, the allocation of resources in the Dragon Realm will be entirely under the control of the Golden Dragon. I have already sent people to inventory the mineral veins left behind by the Green Dragon and the Blue Dragon. Preliminary estimates suggest that our clan's output this year will triple."

"Those who are short-sighted should be purged before the coronation. I will personally oversee the process to ensure no future troubles arise."

"I don't care about anything else, but after the Dragon Emperor ascends the throne, shouldn't our Golden Dragons reclaim the territories outside the Dragon Realm?"

"I've heard that the Holy Ancient Empire is in complete chaos, and the Tower Holy Kingdom is also in a terrible state. It's the perfect time to expand."

……

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, some planning the allocation of mineral veins, others discussing external expansion, and still others envisioning the eternal future of the Golden Dragon Clan.

Everyone believed that the dragons were finally returning to their rightful place.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was enthusiastic and excited, like a pot of boiling water.

Only Hong Lü, sitting in the main seat, never stopped tapping the armrest with his finger.

He's still thinking about that jinx, Lin Mo.

That guy is fearless and reckless. He'll definitely be there on the day of the coronation ceremony. Who knows what kind of trouble he'll cause?

That was the most difficult hurdle for him to overcome on his way to becoming the Dragon Emperor.

Thinking this, he cleared his throat.

Everyone fell silent in unison, and a dozen pairs of golden eyes turned to look at him simultaneously.

Hong Lü was very satisfied with this effect; this was the majesty that a Dragon Emperor should possess.

He looked around at the elders present and said, "Gentlemen, the reason I have gathered you all here today is..."

Before they could even begin to speak, a clear female voice suddenly rang out from outside the hall.

"Next up is..."

The voice was drawn out and loud, with a playful upward curve at the end, like an announcer declaring that some important person was about to take the stage.

The Golden Dragon Elders in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment, and the guards on duty also exchanged glances, their faces full of confusion.

Fen Tian frowned and muttered under his breath, "There are others? Aren't we the only ones on the list?"

Cangya was also completely bewildered: "Dragon Emperor, you're talking about our own people, so why are there outsiders? Who's making such a big show of things?"

Lieyun rarely spoke up and joked, "Someone who can make such a commotion must be a big shot."

Only Hong Lü's face turned pale the moment he heard that voice.

The woman's voice continued to ring out from outside the hall.

"Savior of Humanity, Black-Robed Emperor, Church Terminator, Undead Emperor, Moving Cataclysm, Mermaid Lord, Failed Demon King, Dragon Slayer, Director of the Holy Village Demolition Office..."

Each time a title was pronounced, the golden dragon warrior would habitually drag out a chair.

Finally, he leaned close to Hong Lü's ear and whispered something.

"Elder, you didn't say there would be so many more people coming—we don't have enough chairs!"

Hong Lü's lips twitched violently, and she raised her hand to slap the back of his head.

"Only one person came! It was Lin Mo!"

The hall was deathly silent.

All the elders were stunned.

"Lin Mo...why is he here?"

"Wasn't that guy still in Holy Land Village this morning?"

"That human emperor? Heh, just a lowly creature."

"What do you know? Old Lu's demigod soul was borrowed from Lin Mo."

……

Even though the Dragon Clan was isolated from information, they had heard of Lin Mo's name.

After all, Lin Mo had made quite a commotion that day.

Fen Tian looked at Hong Lü: "Old Lü, did you send him?"

Hong Lü shook his head: "No, he came uninvited."

All the elders became serious upon hearing this, and they could roughly guess Lin Mo's purpose in coming here.

At this moment, the female voice outside the hall finally finished reciting.

"Please welcome the Emperor of the Human Empire! Lin Mo!"

Then came the sound of footsteps and two people whispering to each other.

"Where did I get so many nicknames?"

"That's called presence, don't you understand?"

"It's too high-profile, I don't like it."

"Fine, fine, you don't know what's good for you."

……

Then, with a loud bang!

The heavy palace door was smashed open with a loud crash, the sound of the door hitting the stone walls on both sides bouncing back and forth in the empty hall.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure dressed in a black robe stepped in, a small spider the size of a palm perched on his shoulder, a black sword hanging to his left, and a smug red-haired imp flying to his right with his hands on his hips.

Yin Xue waved to the Golden Dragon Elders filling the hall, his posture not like someone trespassing into a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, but more like someone visiting as a guest and casually getting a free meal.

Lin Mo looked up at Hong Lü, who was sitting in the main seat, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Old man, we meet again."