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

This was a spur-of-the-moment decision.

He had already arrived when the food cart was pushed through the door and had been secretly observing.

From what had just happened, he could tell that the other party was a reliable person, likely quite capable, and had overseas resources, making him a good candidate to do things for him.

He happened to see an interesting little gadget in the exhibition hall.

The phone hovered in the air, and Director Zhao's voice came from it.

Hearing his explanation, Liu Conglin gradually calmed down.

The younger brother never helped Bai Long; on the contrary, he served Bai Long.

"The Duck Head Mountain base is Mr. Bai's residence, and everything there serves Mr. Bai..."

Director Zhao then spoke of Bailong's extraordinary nature and importance, mentioning that only a handful of people had caught its eye, and others were not even qualified to be taken seriously. Liu Conglin's heart, which had just calmed down, was stirred up again.

After the conversation, he looked up at Bai Long with reverence and said, "Mr. Bai, I will do my best to serve you!"

"Would you like to become my Dragon Guard?" Bai Lin asked. "By becoming a Dragon Guard, you will lose your freedom, but you will gain my power!"

"I'm willing!" Liu Conglin said without hesitation.

As Director Zhao has already mentioned, the White Dragon is the totem of the Great Xia Dynasty, and it shares weal and woe with the Great Xia. Helping it is helping the Great Xia.

Moreover, judging from Bailong's previous behavior, he is clearly trustworthy.

As for what the Dragon Guard is...

In a daze, Liu Conglin felt a white dragon scale appear in his consciousness. His body seemed to have experienced both ice and fire, and soon he felt indescribably relaxed again.

At the same time, a massive stream of information flooded into his mind.

A few seconds later, color returned to his eyes.

Only then did he realize what had happened.

“Mr. Bai!” He knelt down on one knee instinctively, his face filled with gratitude.

Bai Lin didn't waste any words and said, "I need you to do some things for me."

He then recounted his search for dragon energy and other extraordinary objects.

Liu Conglin has already accumulated some connections and resources in the United States, which he can use to make a difference here.

Although he had found the seals that suppressed the dragon and even the demon dragon in the Great Xia Dynasty, he guessed that there was a high probability that they also existed abroad.

Even if it doesn't exist, something like the scales of a demonic dragon might exist abroad.

Liu Conglin replied, "I will definitely complete the mission!"

Bai Lin nodded slightly and said, "I'll give you a few more little things."

He raised his claw and struck, and the display cases shattered, from which two items flew out.

One is that ruler-shaped ancient jade, and the other is a group of four stone figures.

When Liu Conglin looked over, he saw that the ancient jade had disappeared from his sight, leaving only those few strange stone figures.

The white dragon breathed on the stone figures, and they suddenly came to life, landing on the ground and scattering in all directions with their short legs.

When Liu Conglin saw the small stone figures pry open the mouths of the old white men on the ground and crawl inside, his eyes widened in astonishment.

As the stone figure entered their mouths, strange and eerie smiles appeared on their faces.

“This object is called the Concentric Stone, and it’s used to control corpses,” Bai Lin said. “It’s not difficult to use it to control several corpses for a period of time.”

These things are considered low-grade among magical artifacts. I estimate they can only control these corpses for a little over a month before they become completely unusable.

Its appearance made Bai Lin even more certain that there had once been a considerable number of cultivators on Earth, but he didn't know why they had disappeared.

Because of the depletion of spiritual energy, it gradually faded into obscurity in the human world?

Or perhaps they were just passersby?

He told Liu Conglin the incantation to control the Heart Stone, indicated that he was handing the place over to him, and then turned and left.

Although the other items also had some unusual aspects, they were no different from trash in his eyes.

He had already achieved his goal for this trip.

That ancient jade!

Contrary to earlier speculations, it was not a magic treasure, but a jade slip.

Jade slips can be used to record things, such as cultivation techniques or daily life information...

Bai Lin couldn't wait to find a place to take a look.

……

Information in Chapter 118 Jade Slip

In the pitch-black depths of the Atlantic Ocean, in a trench where only the faint glow of plankton shimmers.

A giant octopus with an arm span of nearly ten meters is swinging its long, mandible-covered tentacles as it prepares to return to its lair.

However, after entering the trench a short distance, it suddenly stopped, and hesitation appeared in its dark eyes.

It was as if there was a terrifying presence ahead that made it afraid to go forward, yet it also possessed a strange attraction that made it reluctant to leave.

It paced anxiously in circles, knocking over a passing anglerfish.

At the edge of its field of vision, deep in the trench, a faint white hue could be seen.

That is naturally Bai Lin.

After finding this quiet place, he took out the jade slip, ready to examine it carefully.

The surface of the jade slip is mottled and has some fine cracks, indicating that it has been around for a very long time.

Bai Lin's gaze swept over the several runes on the surface, and then he focused his divine sense on them.

When his divine sense touched the jade slip, several runes on the originally dull surface of the jade slip lit up, making the entire jade slip seem to come alive.

A series of messages were then captured by Bai Lin.

"Today is... I don't even know what day it is. Endless demons, ceaseless war..."

"Senior Brother Cangsong died in battle, Senior Brother Cangbai said he was going to help Master and never came back, Junior Sister Cangyun also perished... It seems that only I am still alive."

"I'm nearing my end too. My only hope is to dismember and seal the demonic dragon. Hope... hope for what? It seems there's something important I've forgotten. Let me think, let me think..."

"My junior sister's soup is so delicious! No, no, I don't have a junior sister!"

"What exactly happened? Is it a memory lapse?"

"Damn it, it's demonic energy! I think I've been affected..."

"...Bloodline...Seal...Is broken..."

Bai Lin repeatedly sensed the information in the jade slip until the cracks on the jade slip, which was already on the verge of collapse, widened and it became completely unusable. Only then did he stop.

His face was grave, and many doubts arose in his mind.

The information in the jade slip was fragmented, and he was unsure whether it was because the jade slip itself was damaged, causing the information to be missing, or whether the person who entered the information had a problem.

He was affected by demonic energy, and his mind had become very unstable.

His problem seemed to be solved, but what did he mean by "bloodline"?

What does "sealing" mean?

Various thoughts flashed through Bai Lin's mind.

This person seems to be quite powerful, and the demonic dragon he mentioned appears to be the one I encountered earlier.

However, what shocked Bai Lin the most were those names.

Pine trees, cypress trees, and cypress trees...

Aren't these all the honorific titles of the patriarchs of the Black Dragon Pool of the Transformation Dragon Sect?

Heilongtan belongs to the Cang generation.

Bai Lin had naturally heard of the great names of those masters.

Both Cangsong and Cangbai were direct disciples of the patriarch. After the patriarch disappeared, they fought to the death against the invading dragon clan.

Grandmaster Cangsong died at the hands of the Dragon Clan, while Grandmaster Cangbai was ambushed by the Dragon Clan on his way to Xuzhou and died from his injuries.

Bai Lin, the grandmaster of Cangyun, was more familiar with it.

She was one of the most senior members of the Hualong Sect. Before Bai Lin traveled back to Earth, the sect had just held a grand birthday celebration for her eleven thousandth birthday.

For a Mahayana cultivator, being over ten thousand years old is not considered old.

Bai Lin had seen her from afar and was amazed by her appearance and demeanor; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a fairy.

However, the jade slip says that she perished on Earth.

It's unlikely that they are the same person; they probably just have the same name.

This must all be just a coincidence!

But Bai Lin still felt that there must be some connection between the two.

He considered many possibilities, but none of them had any clear evidence.

But what troubled him the most was not this matter, but the first sentence in the jade slip.

Bai Linhai originally thought that the Demon Dragon appeared alone, but now it seems that the number of demons that came to Earth is probably much greater than he expected, to the point that even powerful beings comparable to or even surpassing the Demon Dragon had to exhaust their lives to stop it.

Perhaps it wasn't completely stopped.

After all, the Earth's spiritual energy eventually dried up.

Monsters will not linger in the wasteland where spiritual energy is depleted.

But this is undoubtedly a very bad sign.

Bai Lin had envisioned that once he could no longer find new dragon energy, he would try to revive the spiritual energy on Earth. However, given the current situation, once spiritual energy appeared on Earth, those demons would likely make a comeback.

That would be a catastrophe for Earth.

His expression turned grim as he realized that many of his earlier plans had been somewhat hasty.

"We need to plan this out more carefully," Bai Lin thought to himself. "And since this jade slip exists, there might be others as well. Perhaps they have a backup plan."

“It’s unlikely that such a cultivator could disappear without a trace,” he pondered silently. “Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to detect them, but with the help of spiritual power, they could always find some clues!”

Bai Lin looked up into the distance, intending to speed up the plan and train more attendants or dragon guards.

……

"Your brother became a Dragon Guard?" Zhang Yu asked incredulously.

He was wearing striped pajamas, his sparse hair was messy, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was holding a bowl in one hand and a large meat bun in the other.

He has been spending day and night in the laboratory, personally leading experiments, and his average sleep is no more than two hours a day.

If he hadn't been physically strong, he probably would have died suddenly long ago.

As the experimental data became increasingly encouraging, he gradually became excited.

However, Liu Chongyu's words at that moment were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, instantly breaking his defenses.

“That’s right, it’s my brother!” Director Liu said with a smile.

His ambition was to govern a region and leave a lasting legacy.

After spending more and more time with Haku, his ideals have changed.

He aspired to become the White Dragon's steward, to coordinate its internal and external affairs, and for his reputation to spread throughout the world along with the White Dragon.

He had fewer and fewer opportunities to get in touch with Bai Long these days. At first, he was a little discouraged, thinking that he had no chance to get closer to him. He never expected that his brother would be so ambitious!

Since my brother is a Dragon Guard, then by the rounding up, wouldn't I also be a confidant of the White Dragon?

"Isn't Director Liu's son his only son?" Zhang Yu thought sourly.

Liu Chongyu waved his hand: "That was fake news fabricated by the higher-ups to protect my brother."

He stated bluntly, "My brother's name is Liu Chonglin. He joined the national security department during his university years and is now in the United States."

"Of course, he changed his name to Liu Conglin."