Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 35 Meeting the First Emperor

On the high platform, Hongjun's expression, which was about to burst into laughter, froze.

What kind of bullshit title is "Corpse Master"?

But he had no choice but to accept it.

Other innate beings also sensed that something seemed off about this title.

Since everyone has already bowed, let's leave it at that.

"We pay our respects to the Corpse Lord!"

A mysterious and profound fluctuation of fortune connected with Hongjun.

From this moment on, any living being who cultivates the method of severing the three corpses will increase their fortune.

The stronger the being who cultivates the Three Corpses, the stronger Hongjun will naturally be.

However, Hongjun never intended to pass down the complete method of severing the three corpses.

In other words, this luck was essentially nonexistent; he only received a blank title of Corpse Master.

It doesn't sound good either.

"As expected of the Wu clan, who do not possess a primordial spirit; even if they do, they are not intelligent."

Hongjun was furious, but it was too late to undo the damage.

However, he recovered quickly.

Even if he becomes the Dao Ancestor, he will only pass on the method of severing the three corpses. In the end, these beings have no future, and he will not gain much fortune.

It wasn't too bad a loss, but he really didn't like the title of Corpse Master.

The day will come when your witch clan falls into misfortune!

"No need for such formalities, let's begin the sermon."

Hongjun didn't want to say another word.

Houtu puffed out her chest, humph!

My Lord Houtu is quick-witted; after this incident, who won't praise my cleverness?

At the same time, Qingyi brought Wangshu to the East Sea Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Palace is not hard to find, especially since Qingyi spent a long time traveling in the East Sea last time.

"Senior Qingyi's presence is an honor to our Dragon Clan!"

As soon as Qing Yi appeared outside the Dragon Palace, an old dragon led a group of dragon sons and grandsons to greet him.

The level of luxury is clearly something they place great importance on.

Qingyi couldn't help but nod in approval.

After suffering a great calamity, the dragon race learned to behave themselves.

However, the necessary small talk should not be omitted.

"You know me?"

The leading old dragon gave a wry smile. "I am Ao Lie, now the Dragon King of the Dragon Clan. Senior Qing Yi is of the same generation as the Ancestral Dragon, which I learned from him."

"As soon as the senior arrived in the East Sea, the Ancestral Dragon summoned the old dragon and instructed the old dragon to treat him well."

As Ao Lie explained, Qing Yi understood.

Although he did not intervene in the Great Tribulation of the Three Races at the time, he still encountered people from the Three Races quite a bit during his travels to the West.

His cultivation level had already caught the attention of the First Emperor at that time.

Qingyi followed Ao Lie into the Dragon Palace.

The furnishings in the Dragon Palace appear understated yet luxurious, indicating that the dragon race still possesses considerable cultural heritage.

The banquet has been set out, but the dishes are not the spiritual roots that are currently flourishing on the primordial land.

Instead, they are very refined foods, such as dragon liver and phoenix marrow.

Seeing Qing Yi's changing expression, Ao Lie took the initiative to explain, "Senior, please don't misunderstand. This dragon liver and phoenix marrow is actually the liver of a false dragon and the marrow of a fake phoenix. They had no intelligence in life."

"They are specially bred in dragon-raising ponds, just for food."

"I see. It seems my perspective was too narrow."

Qingyi smiled and picked up a piece to taste.

It has to be said that the taste was very good. Qingyi realized that he had underestimated the Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin clans.

They even have this kind of tactic, meeting someone by targeting a specific point.

It is evident that before Hongjun and Luo triggered the Great Tribulation, the primordial continent, even with only three races, was extremely prosperous.

Consider the West after the Great Tribulation of the Three Races and the silent Primordial Continent, and the fact that, apart from Wangshu, there has been no new Hunyuan Golden Immortal to this day.

Hongjun and Luohou are really dragging the prehistoric world down.

After a hearty meal, Ao Lie noticed that Qing Yi remained silent, so he took the initiative to speak.

"Senior, are you here to find the Ancestral Dragon?"

Qingyi shook his head. "I didn't come here specifically to see Zulong, but I really should have a talk with him."

"Alright, then please come with me, senior."

Ao Lie breathed a sigh of relief. Being with such a powerful being kept him on edge at all times, fearing that he might bring disaster to the dragon race again.

The East China Sea, near the eye of the sea.

In Qingyi's eyes, the so-called "sea eye" was like a vortex of primordial karma.

Not only does the seawater violently surge in here, but what's even more terrifying is the endless karmic force swirling within it, constantly being washed away by the sea eye.

"Senior, I cannot go any further ahead, lest I cause you trouble."

Ao Lie was a little embarrassed.

He's only a Great Luo Golden Immortal; there's danger ahead. But he's already one of the strongest in the Dragon Clan.

"It's alright."

Qing Yi waved to Wang Shu, and the two of them entered the eye of the sea.

The sea eye was pitch black, and even the sound of the surging seawater could not be heard.

But Qingyi could clearly see a huge black shadow in front of him.

Even the First Dragon would find it difficult to keep his physical body intact in such an environment.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyi."

Zu Long's voice was weary, and carried a hint of fate.

"I never expected that Fellow Daoist Zulong had heard of me before."

Qingyi spoke with a smile.

"yes."

With a mix of nostalgia and relief, Zu Long said, "When I heard from my clansmen that a powerful figure had traveled westward from Buzhou Mountain, I took it to heart. Fortunately, I didn't offend him back then."

Zu Long was quite frank. This was Qing Yi's first conversation with Zu Long, and his impression of him was alright.

"May I ask what brings you here, my friend?"

"I wanted to ask Zu Long if there was any news about the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag."

"I see, I should have realized that sooner."

The illusory image of the Ancestral Dragon moved slightly. "The Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag made many contributions to our clan back then. It's time to return it to its rightful owner."

"It is currently in my Dragon Clan's treasury. Once you return to the Dragon Palace, I will have Ao Lie return it to you."

"In addition, there are twelve Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, which are classified as low-grade innate spiritual treasures. I will also give them to you, fellow Daoist."

"If we can collect the remaining twenty-four to make it complete, it might be of some use."

Qing Yi's eyes lit up. Sure enough, the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag was in the hands of the Dragon Clan.

Moreover, there was an unexpected bonus, but I didn't expect that Zulong would agree so easily.

"Then thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Zulong. Is there anything else you would like to instruct me on, Fellow Daoist Zulong?"

"Fellow Daoist, your righteousness is admirable." Zu Long chuckled heartily.

Qing Yi didn't think there was anything wrong with it. In his eyes, the dragon race was one of the earliest creatures in the primordial world.

Their foundation and background are not bad, and even without karma, they would still be a top-tier clan, which could definitely help him stabilize the prehistoric world.

He was going to help anyway, and now that he sees the dragons aren't so arrogant, he's even more inclined to lend a hand.

"I dare not ask anything of you, fellow Daoist. If you find a suitable one, I would be happy to have a few small dragons serve by your side."

Zu Long sounded a little dejected.

Only in this way can a few dragons have a chance to cleanse their karma and have a chance to improve.

"Did the First Emperor believe that dragons would only be able to do these kinds of jobs, like serving or pulling carts?"

Qingyi countered with a question to the Ancestral Dragon.

"What else can I do? I can no longer take care of the entire dragon race. It's already good enough that I can relieve the suffering of a few of my people."

"I have no shortage of little dragons to serve me, nor will I take dragons as servants." Qing Yi refused without hesitation.

Zu Long was silent for a moment.

"Alright then, as long as you don't make things difficult for them."

Qingyi shook his head again, "Why doesn't the Ancestral Dragon lead the Dragon Clan to rise again himself?"

Upon hearing this, the soul of the Ancestral Dragon trembled, but quickly returned to calm.

"Of course I want to, but I no longer have the chance."

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities," Qingyi said calmly.

"Oh?"

The soul of the Ancestral Dragon trembled once more.

"Is what you say true, fellow Daoist?" Zu Long became agitated.

"The Ancestral Dragon should understand that this primordial world was created by the Great God Pangu, and I will not watch it head towards destruction."

Qing Yi said firmly, "When that day comes, Fellow Daoist Zulong, I will need your help."

"Therefore, the revival of the Dragon Clan should be undertaken by Fellow Daoist Ancestral Dragon himself."

"Fellow Daoist Qingyi————"

Zu Long's tone was filled with emotion.

He understood Qingyi's meaning: the dragon race was capable of saving itself, so why should it become slaves and servants?

He also understood that what Qingyi wanted was for the primordial world to flourish and for it to become powerful.

"I understand. Please rest assured, Fellow Daoist Qingyi, our Dragon Clan will certainly protect the Primordial World from now on!"

"When you are in need, my entire clan will do everything in our power to help you!"