Dragon Clan: Starting with the Azure Dragon Fruit

Words of Power. Royal Authority.

The moment the decree was issued, the gravity of the entire mountain ridge changed.

The four people who were preparing to resist were crushed by gravity, lost their ability to move, and were paralyzed on the ground, unable to move.

The team leader lay on the ground, his eyes bulging out from bloodshot, his mind a complete mess.

Dual-word incantation? That's impossible!

Lin Yuan looked at the four people who were suppressed and unable to move, and was very satisfied.

This Word of Power is indeed very useful, a divine skill for clearing away impurities, and it seems to have little to no cost? Lin Yuan felt that he could maintain this domain indefinitely.

In the future, when encountering weaker enemies, I can save the effort of drawing my sword.

He walked up to the four men, not caring whether they understood Chinese or not: "You're the assassins sent by the Sackler family? Your skills aren't very good. Do you have any last words? If not, close your eyes and pray for a better reincarnation in your next life."

The team leader turned his head sharply, and to Lin Yuan's surprise, he spoke in Chinese: "You...do you know who we are?"

Lin Yuan looked completely bewildered: "Why should I need to know who you are? Even if you weren't sent by the Sackler family, since you've already opened fire on me, do I have any reason to let you go?"

He couldn't be bothered to listen to those pointless threats anymore. His gaze swept over the other three, finally settling on the leader again: "Judging by your anxious and flustered manner, you must be the leader, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yuan's mind stirred slightly.

The gravity exerted on the other three suddenly increased dramatically.

Crack! The sounds of bones breaking and tendons snapping echoed along the ridge as the internal organs of the remaining three assassins shattered under the terrifying pressure.

He spat out several mouthfuls of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his life was extinguished.

The team leader's eyes widened in fury. He never expected that the young man in front of him was not only terrifyingly strong, but also acted decisively and swiftly, without even going through the interrogation process, and directly killed him.

He hadn't even uttered his threats and inducements yet.

As a trained assassin by the Gattuso family, he was prepared to die for every mission.

But he couldn't die so meaninglessly; he had to get the information back to his family.

A hybrid race, possessing two kinds of incantations at the same time.

If this ability could be mastered by the family, the Gattuso family's dominance of the hybrid world would no longer be just a dream.

"No...don't kill me yet, I have something to say!" The team leader abandoned his dignity and begged for mercy urgently.

Lin Yuan suppressed his murderous intent, squatted down, and patted the team leader's face: "Then let's talk. Start by telling me who sent you. By the way, just a friendly reminder, I'm very easy to fool. You can tell me any lie, and I might not be able to tell."

His logic was simple: no matter which mixed-race family this guy was trying to smear, he would just turn around and cause a scene at that family.

The images he saw in his spiritual vision made him realize that the so-called Secret Society and these ancient hybrid families were essentially selfish and greedy hyenas.

As long as the other party provides a pretext, he wouldn't mind sending them to be nourishment for the Azure Dragon Fruit.

The team leader almost choked on his breath when he heard the phrase "I'm easy to fool." Who would willingly admit to being easy to fool?

He didn't have time to delve deeper; passing on information was the priority: "I'm from the Gattuso family! Can I have a chance to speak with you on behalf of my family?"

Lin Yuan picked at his ear: "What are you talking about? If you want to buy your life, that's probably going to be difficult."

"My life doesn't matter!" the team leader shouted urgently.

"If you could tell me how you mastered the second kind of Word of Power..."

"Pfft!"

The Awakening of Insects severed his carotid artery.

The team leader's eyes were filled with disbelief; he hadn't expected Lin Yuan to not even let him finish speaking.

Actually, it was because he heard that Fingel and Shude Mai were rushing this way, and he was worried that the leader would reveal the secret of the dual spirits, so he killed them.

When the two arrived, they only saw Lin Yuan standing in the middle of a pile of corpses.

Seeing that he remained silent, Mai Shude assumed he was frustrated at not being able to get any information out of him, so she offered to explain: "These people should be assassins sent by the Gattuso family."

"Gattuso?" Lin Yuan felt that the name sounded somewhat familiar.

“It’s Caesar’s family,” Fingel reminded him from the side.

"Caesar's family? Is he really that petty? Just because he lost a day of freedom, he actually hired someone to kill him?" Lin Yuan used to think Caesar was a decent person, but he didn't expect him to be such a sore loser.

Upon hearing this, Fingel quickly clarified, "It's a misunderstanding! Boss Caesar is an upright and honorable man, how could he do such a despicable thing?"

"Moreover, his relationship with his family has always been strained. His uncle is currently in charge, so this was probably done behind his back by that old man."

Lin Yuan was even more baffled: "Is his uncle crazy? Just because I beat up his nephew at school, he's going to send someone to kill me?"

Mai Shude stood to the side with her arms crossed, originally intending to remain invisible, but the two of them were talking more and more outrageously.

"It has nothing to do with the ring match. It's probably related to the good things you did in Chicago. The Sackler family is the Gattuso family's front man in North America."

"You exposed their research on dragon blood, causing losses of at least several billion US dollars. It's only natural that they would seek revenge against you."

Lin Yuan frowned: "Didn't Miranda say before that the Secret Party strictly forbids using ordinary people for dragon blood experiments? Since the Gattuso family is a member of the Secret Party's board of directors, why don't they care about others doing this?"

"Faced with experiments that could lead to immortality, every hybrid family was pushing forward in secret to some extent. Those with a conscience would support a white glove like the Sackler family; those without a conscience would simply conduct experiments secretly in their own territory, and everyone just kept quiet about it."

Lin Yuan nodded thoughtfully, all the last bit of goodwill he had for the Secret Party vanished.

He turned to Fingel: "Senior, what should we say about this? Do we need to report it to the school?"

Fingel scratched his chin, carefully considering his words before speaking: "It's up to you. If you want the school to intervene and get an explanation, just go back and submit a report. The Gattuso family was in the wrong first, and they'll most likely pay you a large sum in compensation for emotional distress. But if you want..."

He didn't spell it out, but the meaning was clear: if you want to take matters into your own hands, then don't report this.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yuan made a decision: "Then we won't report it. After all, we just beat someone's nephew to a supercar, and it would be a bit disrespectful to Caesar to report his parents right away."

He gave a high-sounding reason, but in reality, he just thought going through the academy's procedures was too slow. If he really wanted to use these people to gain experience, he would have to do it himself in private.

After making up his mind, Lin Yuan walked to the leader's corpse, deftly stripped off the man's clothes, and put them on himself.

Seeing that the matter was over, Mai Shude also took the opportunity to say goodbye.

Before leaving, she took out a business card with a gold-embossed number from her pocket and stuffed it into Lin Yuan's hand.

"My contact information." She winked her long, narrow eyes at Lin Yuan.

"If you ever need any tricky side jobs or off-site assistance in the future, feel free to call me anytime."

After saying that, she turned around and with a few leaps, her figure nimbly disappeared into the canopy of the forest.

Fingel, standing to the side, winked at Lin Yuan and said, "Junior brother, you're quite the ladies' man. Don't worry, I'm very discreet; I promise I won't say a word when we get back."

Lin Yuan ignored his jerk behavior and put the business card in his pocket.

The two returned to their guesthouse along the mountain path and gave a brief report to the college.

When the academy learned that they had actually defeated a resurrected third-generation species, they were greatly shocked and ordered the two to take the earliest flight back to the executive department to report for duty.

......

On the return flight, the night was as dark as ink.

Lin Yuan leaned against the porthole, gazing at the city lights stretching as far as the eye could see. For some reason, he recalled the scene he had seen in his spiritual vision.

He turned to Fingel, who was eating an airline meal: "Senior, how did the Secret Service record the three-generation species in the Hearts Mountains back then?"

Fingel swallowed the beef in his mouth, somewhat puzzled as to why Lin Yuan had suddenly become interested in historical documents.

But he still wiped his hands, pulled out his laptop, and hacked into the Secret Service's database.

After typing a few keystrokes, he turned the screen towards Lin Yuan.

"Here is the report on the Valpugis Night incident, classified as A. With your current access level, you can view it directly."

The "Night of Valpughis" recorded in the archives is an epic story of good triumphing over evil.

At the end of the 15th century, a corrupt half-blood witch appeared in the Hearts Mountains. In order to seize power, she secretly colluded with a third-generation dragon and used alchemy to bewitch the local villagers to help her hide her tracks. In the end, she worked with the dragon to cause an earthquake that affected the entire mountain range.

The Secret Society went to suppress the witch, and after days of bloody battles and at a terrible cost, finally sent her to the stake and cleansed her sins with holy fire. Afterwards, the Secret Society's executors severely damaged the third-generation dragon in the underground, forcing it to fall back into a long slumber.

However, the dragon's breath before it was severely injured ignited the mountains, and all the townspeople were reduced to ashes in the inferno.

To conceal the existence of the dragons, the Secret Society disguised the flames as a grand feast of demons and witches.

The fire was named "Walpughis Night".

As for the dragon that tried to stop the mountain from collapsing, and Walpus who died to protect the dragon, they are merely ugly villains in this file.

After reading the record, Lin Yuan closed the laptop and returned it to Fingel.

The cabin lights were somewhat dim.

He turned his head and continued to gaze at the night view outside the window, remaining silent for a long time.

Chapter 85 The Principal's Afternoon Tea Invitation

In the dimly lit hotel room, a few LCD screens were the only source of light.

On the screen, the stock charts of Lehman Brothers and several Wall Street investment banks were plummeting, creating long, glaring red lines.

Su Enxi, wrapped in a bathrobe, sat cross-legged on the bed.

She stuffed potato chips into her mouth while typing away on the keyboard.

With the crisp click of the button, the North American pharmaceutical sector, along with the dominoes of the subprime crisis, collapsed, and large sums of short-selling funds flowed into offshore accounts as strings of numbers.

"click"

Mai Shude pushed open the door and came in.

The black ninja outfit was burned and torn, revealing large areas of snow-white skin.

She had burned through her shoes in the mine, and now, barefoot, she walked to the coffee table, picked up a bottle of Perrier and drank most of it. Then, her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the sofa.

"The Valkyrie is back?" Su Enxi asked, her eyes glued to the screen, while biting into a potato chip.

"This trip was quite efficient. In just one day, they took care of the third-generation race and the Gattuso family's team."

"Don't flatter me to death." Mai Shude turned over.

"I was just playing support, I was basically just coasting along the sidelines the whole time, I didn't offer any help. To be honest, if I hadn't been in his way, he might have finished the game faster. By the way, why didn't you turn on the lights?"

The keyboard typing stopped.

Su Enxi turned her head away, forgetting to put the potato chips she was holding into her mouth.

"Is he really that good? He didn't ask you for any help at all?" She threw the potato chips back into the bag, dusted off the crumbs on her hands, and turned on the overhead light.

As her partner, she was well aware of Mai Shutoku's vision and abilities.

What kind of monster is S-class that can earn such high praise from a long-legged girl?

The bright light was a bit dazzling for Mai, so she grabbed a cushion and covered her face with it.

"The enhancement potions the boss gave me are indeed effective, but on that kind of battlefield, even if I used them, I could only be a cheerleader." Her voice came through the fabric in a muffled tone.

"From beginning to end, both I and that useless senior brother next to him were part of the atmosphere team."

Su Enxi's expression was strange: "With his abilities, why doesn't he go to the mixed-race society to make a name for himself, but instead goes to Kassel to be a freshman?"

Mai Shude removed the cushion and stared at the ceiling.

"That's the problem. His strength is unreasonable, but this guy doesn't seem to realize just how terrifying he is. He's still willing to abide by the rules of the mixed-race world and play the role of a student in Kassel."

She paused, recalling Lin Yuan's terrifying strength, and scratched at the sofa with her fingertips: "If he were to show his fangs one day, I can't think of anyone who could stop him, perhaps not even Angers."

Su Enxi gasped, but then choked on a potato chip crumb in her throat and coughed repeatedly.

She grabbed the leftover Perrier from the table, gulped down several mouthfuls, and finally caught her breath. She eagerly pressed, "What exactly did you experience down in the mine? The more you tell me, the more fantastical it gets."

"I promised to keep quiet, so I have nothing to say." Mai Shude shrugged and found a comfortable position on the sofa.

"Now I understand why the boss insisted I make this trip. He didn't expect me to be of any help; it was purely to build goodwill. I have a feeling he'll cause an earthquake in the entire mixed-race world sooner or later."

"But it doesn't matter, since it's the Secret Party's sky that's going to collapse anyway."

Su Enxi rubbed her still itchy throat. Grand narratives about power are always a headache for bosses.

As the accountant, all she ever cared about was profit.

"We'll talk about the future later. Now that he's taken down that third-generation creature single-handedly, what happened to its remains? Did you take any scraps with you when you retreated? After all, it was a third-generation creature; it's worth a fortune on the black market!"

"They've all been buried."

"Buried?!"