I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

"With that guy's qualifications, if he went up on that platform, he would have no chance of survival."

"That's true."

The masterful pen drank the tea in the cup to the last drop.

"But...you know what, it's Eleven."

"This time, it's not just you and me here."

"What do you mean...that makes sense...how many others...came?"

Xi was quite surprised when she first heard this, but then she understood.

With something as big as the Creation of Heaven and Earth, those guys will definitely come to join in the fun.

"Those who are still conscious have all arrived."

"There's one more thing."

"Eleven, do you know... what the result of the divination is?"

Miao Bi asked another question.

"Divination..."

Xi frowned.

"The Heavenly Punishment failed?"

No. It worked.

Miaobi shook her head and told Xi the result.

"This calamity was a great success. Within a hundred years, the Great Yan will not experience a natural disaster of this scale again."

"impossible."

Xi didn't believe the result.

"The bloodline of that dragon can't buy such long-lasting peace... What exactly did that guy figure out?"

"A golden carp is no ordinary fish."

Miaobi didn't answer again. She got up and looked out the window at the sky, which was now covered with dark clouds.

"When it encounters wind and clouds, it transforms into a dragon."

"His Majesty has already begun."

"His Majesty!"

Xi pressed down on Miaobi's shoulders, turned her around, and stared intently at her.

"Say it again! Who started?"

"It is Your Majesty. Eleven."

The words of the masterful pen made Xi's eyes light up.

"It is Ah Xi who ascended the Heavenly Punishment Platform this time."

"How is that possible!"

"How could it be him!"

That brat!

That brat...

Xi slumped in the chair, clutching her hair tightly.

"How could he have gone up there? Have all the dragons of the Great Yan Dynasty died out?!"

"Calm down, Xi."

Miaobi read aloud her younger sister's name.

"Calm down? How can I calm down?"

Xi gritted her teeth and stared at the table.

She dared not close her eyes; if she did, her mind would be filled with images of the little devil.

Alive, dead... How can she have such an imagination!

You wretched brat! Foolish! Dull-witted!

"Ah Xi will be fine! This is the result of divination, the result of divination, what are you afraid of!"

"..."

Is the result of divination always true?

Will the results of divination never be wrong?

"This was also Ah Xi's own choice."

With a skillful stroke, she lifted her younger sister's head.

Even if they usually dislike each other, at this moment, they are still sisters of one heart and mind.

"You have to trust him."

"……yes."

"There's nothing we can do but believe he'll survive, right?"

Xi pulled away from Miaobi's hand and stared blankly at the sky outside.

After a long while, Xi finally let out a heavy sigh.

After calming down and thinking for a while, she felt much clearer-headed.

"It's my fault. I actually panicked just now."

"It's not your fault."

"I went through the same thing. We were all quite shocked at first."

Once she confirmed that her sister had returned to normal, Miaobi smiled again and then took out a pen.

"……Oh."

Seeing her action, Xi chuckled and took out her own pen as well.

"You know how it is with people who write, right? I hate you."

"Yes, I hate you too, Eleven."

"But this time."

Xi looked at her sisters.

"I'll reluctantly inscribe something on your painting."

"It was only because I reluctantly allowed you to leave that ugly mark on my painting."

Xi has figured it out.

She was powerless to stop the impending divine punishment.

Since that's the case, all she can do is draw what the kid wants to do.

This is the only thing she can do right now.

Returning to the forty-eight bloodlines, for family and country

【Yongning Tianji Terrace】

A thousand steps rise into the clouds like layers of mountains.

Bai Zhou had already taken off the short brown robe he had worn for two years and put on a red and black court robe.

Wearing a crown and with bare feet.

"Don't worry, Second Uncle."

Holding the jade box in both hands, Bai Zhou stepped onto the first step.

"I will drive away natural disasters."

"I will bring Anning back."

"..."

Eleven years ago, Chilong saw his elder brother off here.

Eleven years later, Chilong saw his nephew off here again.

Eleven years ago, he was filled with anger and pride.

Eleven years later, he felt grief and helplessness.

“Ah Xi.”

Red Dragon called out to his nephew.

Looking into his eyes, the red dragon reached out his hand to him.

"You must come back."

With a smile, Bai Zhou tossed the jade box to the ground, then held the dragon bone dagger and slashed his palm.

The Heavenly Strike Steps: Every time a true dragon ascends a step, it must leave its blood on that step to activate the spells inscribed on that step.

A thousand steps, a thousand spells.

The art of divine punishment begins the moment one ascends the first step.

Magic was applied to the body of the true dragon to communicate with the spirits of heaven and earth, drive away disasters, and bestow blessings.

But with a thousand spells pressing down on him, it was as if a mortal was trying to lift a mountain.

To ascend to the True Dragon's throne, one must activate the power of one's bloodline to condense the form of a True Dragon, using methods that damage the body, in order to withstand the weight of a thousand laws and reach the top of the platform.

Dark clouds shrouded Yongning, and the heat that had accumulated on the ground for so long was dispersed by a wind that seemed to come from nowhere.