I, disguised as a white dragon, was supported by the state.

Bai Lin used the Soul Searching Technique for the second time!

A flood of memories came rushing in.

Watanabe Ichijo's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

It took a full minute for his brow to relax.

A hint of joy appeared on his face, but a trace of disdain also flashed across it.

These are naturally Bai Lin's emotions.

He never expected such an unexpected gain.

This guy actually has information about another dragon.

Although he wasn't sure if it was just a jiaolong (a type of dragon) or a real dragon, whether it was dead or alive, or how much of its dragon aura remained, he was already satisfied with this news.

He also found the location on the map from Uedano's memories, and he only needed to make the dragon puppet walk a few more steps to get it.

However, the jumbled things in his memory were something Bai Lin found hard to look at.

As the head of intelligence in the island nation, Uedano possesses quite a few secrets.

Putting aside the private banquets he himself attended, Bai Lin was amazed by the quirks of those high-ranking officials he knew.

Compared to that, what happened to his own dragon puppet was insignificant.

After all, this was an imitation of the practices of the island nation's royal family, which touted "divine internal circulation."

Bai Lin reached out his right hand, wiped the blood off Ueda's body, and then turned and walked in another direction of the city.

Only after watching him walk away did the prime minister's bodyguards dare to move.

They first looked at the Prime Minister, who was crushed under the chariot and broken into pieces, then turned their gaze to Steven, whose heart had been removed, and finally looked at Uedano.

A gentle breeze blew by, making the stench of blood even stronger in the ruins of the shrine.

A gentle breeze swept by, and Ueda, who had been kneeling upright on the ground, collapsed to the ground with a "thud."

"What exactly is he?" a bodyguard whispered.

"Why does Ueda-kun call him 'Lord Dragon'?" another person asked.

……

Bai Lin controlled the dragon puppet and swiftly arrived at the mansion he had learned about from Ueda's memories.

He felt like he was being monitored the whole way, but he never encountered any obstacles.

Perhaps at his speed, those mortals simply couldn't stop him.

It took him only a few minutes to retrieve the map from the hidden compartment.

After memorizing the contents of the map, he destroyed it and his consciousness left the dragon puppet.

Controlling dragon puppets is convenient, but it consumes a lot of resources.

Before withdrawing his consciousness, he gave the dragon puppet one last instruction, ordering it to travel throughout the island nation in search of dragon energy.

The dragon puppet will carry out this simple command to the end.

Bai Lin didn't care what would happen if it wandered into places it shouldn't have gone, or if it encountered any obstacles.

……

"Mr. Bai, you're awake?" Guan Mi's voice suddenly came.

Bai Lin opened his eyes and saw a talisman in her hand. He smiled and said, "You succeeded?"

"Mmm." Guan Mi nodded vigorously, looking at him expectantly.

This is the divine weapon talisman that Bai Lin taught her, which combines three runes: golden armor, divine power, and divine speed.

She had wasted a lot of talismans before, but without success.

Now that it's finally finished, she's really looking forward to the other person's praise.

"That's great!" Bai Lin satisfied her.

Guan Mi chuckled.

Just as she was about to continue speaking, she suddenly noticed that the screen of her phone, which was placed to the side, lit up and vibrated.

Looking up, I saw that the caller ID was saved as "Director Zhao".

Guan Mi asked in surprise, "Why would Director Zhao call me?"

She glanced at the languid Bai Lin, took two steps forward, picked up her phone, and immediately answered and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Another island nation's prime minister has died?"

Upon hearing Director Zhao's first words, Guan Mi's tone rose several notches.

“Yes,” Director Zhao said in his usual calm and gentle tone, “it was done by a man named Watanabe Ichijo…”

Guan Mi almost blurted out the word "hero".

However, upon hearing Director Zhao's subsequent words, her expression gradually became suspicious.

According to Director Zhao, Watanabe Ichijo possessed immense strength, making him impervious to weapons and leaving the island nation's police helpless. He even overturned a US military vehicle with his bare hands.

The prime minister of the island nation was crushed to death by a falling tank.

After Director Zhao finished his introduction, he remained silent for two seconds. Not receiving a response from Guan Mi, he cautiously asked, "Is he also a Dragon Guard?"

Even though they already knew that Bai Long had the power to overthrow a regime, the leaders of Great Xia were still extremely shocked after learning about the situation in the island nation.

That was the highest leader of a country, and he was taken down so easily!

Throughout the entire process, Bai Long didn't even make a move!

They also learned that after Watanabe Ichijo had done such a big thing, he was now walking openly on the streets of Tokyo, and the Japanese police only dared to follow him, but did not dare to take action against him.

On the contrary, the US military relentlessly pursued them, using drones and missiles to track and bomb them, but not only did they fail to harm the other side, they also suffered considerable losses themselves.

Guan Mi turned to look at Bai Lin.

She suddenly remembered what Bai Lin had said a few days ago.

"Once the culprit is dealt with, the rest are not a problem."

So this is how he dealt with the culprit?

"Mr. Bai is so handsome!" Her eyes gradually lit up.

Director Zhao on the other end of the phone never expected to hear such a sentence.

Fortunately, a voice quickly answered his question: "He is a dragon puppet!"

Dragon Puppet?

Director Zhao recalled the difference between the Dragon Guards and the Dragon Puppets that he had once heard from Guan Mi, and felt a chill run down his spine.

He breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully asked, "Mr. Bai, is there anything we can help you with?"

"No need," Bai Lin said.

He didn't think the Great Xia government could do anything about this.

"There's something else I'd like to ask Mr. Bai," Director Zhao said.

Seeing that Bai Lin did not speak, he continued, "We plan to promote Mr. Bai's 'Divine Crane Skill' within the Great Xia territory, but we are worried that large-scale promotion will lead to its leakage overseas..."

Bai Lin immediately understood what he meant.

He clearly didn't want to benefit foreigners.

However, Bai Lin himself had a hidden door in his technique.

“Unless they have a strong sense of belonging to the Great Xia, they won’t be able to learn it,” he said.

Setting such filtering conditions in cultivation techniques is very common; in fact, this cultivation technique passed down within the Hualong Sect has it.

With Bai Lin's abilities, it would be easy for him to identify it and even modify it.

When he taught Guan Mi, he set two conditions: first, that Guan Mi must respect and admire him; and second, that Guan Mi must recognize the Great Xia Dynasty. Meeting either one of these conditions would suffice.

Director Zhao had only asked tentatively, but he didn't expect to actually gain something from Bai Lin.

He was pleasantly surprised and even somewhat grateful.

“Evacuate the residents near Changbai Mountain,” Bai Lin said, thinking of his next destination. “I need to go there.”

Director Zhao quickly agreed.

He was curious, wondering why the white dragon wanted to go there.

Guan Mi was equally curious.

……

Chapter 100 No, it's a dragon!

Chen Zhuo felt that he had been extremely unlucky lately.

He had just bought the car a while ago, but before he could drive it for long, the city was flooded and the car was reduced to scrap metal.

If it weren't for that sudden change, he would probably have become just a cold, hard number in official statistics.

He thought he had escaped with his life and was secretly relieved, thinking that he was bound to have good fortune after surviving such a disaster. But when he returned to work, he found that the company was gone.

The company's funds ran into trouble as early as six months ago, with social security payments interrupted and salaries suspended.

The boss made empty promises to them, claiming that he was in talks with investors and that once the funds arrived, everyone would receive double compensation.

The investors' funds did indeed arrive, but unexpectedly, the boss absconded with the money!

Because of the psychological trauma he suffered from that near-drowning experience, he would panic every time he saw a dripping faucet. In order to overcome his psychological barrier, he decided to go fishing to get used to water, on the advice of his doctor.

Perhaps it was a lucky break for a novice, but he caught a mandarin fish about 20 centimeters long on his first cast.

Before he could even feel happy, a large blue carp suddenly darted out of the water and snatched the upturned fish away in one gulp.

The bluefish is huge, and its two golden whiskers around its mouth look quite extraordinary.

Looking directly into its round eyes, Chen Zhuo felt a chill run down his spine, almost thinking the giant bluefish was about to eat him.

The big bluefish didn't eat him, but instead bit his upturned mouth in half, chewed it, and swallowed it.

Before it left, it flicked its tail, splashing up a large spray of water that soaked Chen Zhuo completely.

The giant bluefish gave him nightmares for two days.

He consulted a local fortune teller recommended by a friend, who said he was plagued by bad luck and should have gone north for a while.

So Chen Zhuo returned to his hometown in Northeast China.

His home is located in a village at the foot of Changbai Mountain in Jilin Province.

The number of villagers has decreased significantly over the years, with only a dozen or so households remaining. The rest have either moved to the city or gone south.

Chen Zhuo always thought his father was a stubborn conservative.

He seemed to have gotten used to the cold and desolate place. Even though his mother had been helping his brother take care of the children in Hainan Province for a long time and asked him to come and help, he still insisted on staying here.

He only says that he will leave the village to take care of his children when he gets married and has them, when he is pressured to get married.

Chen Zhuo could only awkwardly brush off the topic each time.

However, in his heart, although his father was stubborn and conservative, he was quite capable.

He is a well-known "mountain walker".

Mountain herders are people who make a living by collecting mountain products in the mountains and forests.

My father is probably the last generation.

Young people can't stand the hardship, so no one does it anymore.

Neither Chen Zhuo nor his brother inherited the family business.

This often left the father feeling regretful.

Of course, he felt mostly gratified.

He was the one who used a whip to force the two brothers to study and leave the mountains.