Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 2031 - 512: Slay Dragon (First Update)

From the sky, looking down, the great river that connects the various Dragon Clan tribes resembles a giant dragon. Hongye said that this river is called "Luo Shui," and it has existed ever since the Ancestor of the Dragon Clan discovered this feng shui treasure land.

The Clan Leader’s residence, located at the dragon’s head position, is the prime feng shui location at the uppermost reaches of Luo Shui.

An Yiqing jumped down from Hongye, holding Yin Xilin. She surveyed her surroundings: green mountains rolling endlessly, strange rocks jutting out, and the river flowing ceaselessly. This is a feng shui treasure land where Dragon Qi is extremely abundant.

"Miss An, the Clan Leader is already waiting at home, please follow me."

An Yiqing and Yin Xilin followed Hongye up the mountain. After about ten minutes, a row of exquisite bamboo huts came into view. In front of the middle one, an elderly man with graying hair and a slightly stooped figure was leaning on the railing, gazing in their direction. Even though they were far apart, An Yiqing could feel the excitement and longing in his eyes.

Yin Xilin felt her wrist being squeezed somewhat tightly, and she gently caressed Long Zixuan’s snake head, silently comforting him.

Before An Yiqing and her companions reached the bamboo hut, the old man’s excitement got the better of him, and he slowly started descending the stairs. Elder Jin was right behind him.

"Zixuan..." The old man gazed tearfully at Yin Xilin’s wrist, filled with excitement.

Long Zixuan’s snake body was somewhat stiff, allowing An Yiqing to cradle him in her hands.

The old man looked at the unfamiliar little red snake before him. Although he had never seen it, the aura of the little red snake could not deceive anyone. This was his grandson, the grandson who had been missing for decades. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Opening his mouth, the old man trembled as he raised his hand, wanting to touch him. But his old hands hovered in the air, unable to fall.

"Old Clan Chief, there are ears on the walls here, let’s go inside and talk." Elder Jin suggested.

The Old Clan Chief hurriedly nodded, "Yes, let’s talk inside, talk inside. You two young ladies, please come inside quickly."

The bamboo hut’s interior was simple, with just a bamboo bed, a desk, and a chair. Except for the wall, which was engraved with the Dragon Clan’s special totems, it was just the dwelling of an ordinary old man.

Long Zixuan’s icy snake eyes scanned the surroundings, his heart aching. He had read records of the Dragon Clan in books; back in the day, the Dragon Clan was incredibly prosperous. At that time, the Dragon Clan lived peacefully, with brotherhood and no slaughter, no conflict. But now, even talking requires worrying about ears on the walls.

At this time, the Old Clan Chief had gradually calmed down. He took An Yiqing and the others to the meeting room, instructing Hongye to keep watch outside.

"Zixuan, do you remember Grandpa?" The Old Clan Chief looked at Long Zixuan, placed on the bamboo table, tearfully.

Long Zixuan’s snake head slightly bobbed, transformed again, and once more took on the form of a child.

Seeing Long Zixuan’s face, the Old Clan Chief’s tears streamed down. Decades ago, when his grandson disappeared, he looked exactly like this, not a single difference!

"Poor child, it’s been hard on you all these years! It’s Grandpa’s incompetence that left you wandering, unable to return home."

Long Zixuan’s chubby little hand reached towards the Old Clan Chief, his small body arduously crawling towards his grandfather. He wanted to personally comfort the one relative in this world who truly loved him. But changing into human form had already overtaxed his energy; even moving a step was like climbing a mountain.

In his heart, Long Zixuan hated for the first time, wishing to tear his enemies apart.

A pair of delicate hands gently lifted him, and at the same time, a concentrated surge of Dragon Qi flowed from the palms into Long Zixuan’s entire being.

Startled, Long Zixuan turned to meet a pair of eyes clear with a hint of smile.

"Talk to your Grandpa well about your experiences over these years. With my Dragon Qi, I can guarantee you an hour of strength." An Yiqing handed the doll in her hand to the Old Clan Chief.

Both Long Zixuan and the Old Clan Chief looked gratefully at An Yiqing, especially the Old Clan Chief, gratitude mixed with a touch of astonishment.

Next, Long Zixuan began his account from the time he was drugged, continuing until he met Yin Xilin and An Yiqing. Decades of experience became a one-hour story, but the bitterness within could not be condensed.

"Miss An, thank you for protecting Zixuan these days! This old man will kneel to you!" The Old Clan Chief stood up, bowing to kneel to An Yiqing.

An Yiqing hurriedly sidestepped, supporting the Old Clan Chief with both hands, "Old man, you’ll be the end of me doing this. The moment I took Zixuan away, he became my family. For family, I naturally give my all. Please sit down; I can’t accept such a grand gesture."

The Old Clan Chief repeatedly expressed his thanks, initially intending to insist on kneeling. But surprisingly, he found An Yiqing’s power could suppress his seven layers of strength.

Amazed, he glanced at this seemingly fragile young girl, gaining a new understanding of An Yiqing’s capability in his heart.

"Girl, as an outsider chosen by the Situ Family as heir to the Dragon-Taming Art, you indeed have true skill!" An Yiqing’s demonstration left the Old Clan Chief greatly impressed.

Elder Jin felt bewildered, puzzled as he looked at the Old Clan Chief.

The Old Clan Chief, with discerning eyes, appraised An Yiqing, "If I’m not mistaken, girl, you’ve at least reached the second level of the Dragon-Taming Art, Dragon Control. Am I right?"

Elder Jin widened his eyes, exclaiming: "Impossible! How long has she been practicing? Back when the Situ Family’s old man had extraordinary talent, it took him three years to reach the Dragon Control stage! This girl..."

Ignoring Elder Jin’s exclamations, the Old Clan Chief remained fixated on An Yiqing.

Under the Old Clan Chief’s gaze, An Yiqing slowly nodded, "The Old Clan Chief is wise, almost entirely correct. I’ve already broken through Dragon Control, moving into the third level, Slay Dragon!"

Inhales—!

The Old Clan Chief and Elder Jin gasped collectively, even Hongye outside kept watch, eyeing wide in surprise.

The Dragon-Taming Art consists of four stages. First stage, Dream Dragon, the practitioner can feel the vast Dragon Qi, extracting essence for their use.

Second stage, Dragon Control, the dragon emerges, allowing the practitioner to converse with it.

Third stage, Slay Dragon, the dragon and practitioner are inseparable, capable of mountain-flipping, ocean-turning.

Finally, Dragon-Taming stage, Dragon is me, I am Dragon. Command all creatures, eradicate worldly evil!

Back then, the Situ Family’s ancestor took over a decade, reaching his peak, Slay Dragon! This brought him glory, becoming a legend. Yet An Yiqing accomplished this in less than a year. How could she not leave the Old Clan Chief and others astonished?

They were unaware that An Yiqing possesses the Ancient Space, where the time ratio became one to a hundred after she broke through mid-level. One day outside, a hundred days within the space. An Yiqing practiced in the space for nearly a month a month ago, equivalent to nearly three thousand days!

Plus, with the life-infused Spirit Spring and the assistance of the Shennong Nine Style, An Yiqing’s Dragon-Taming Art had no choice but to advance rapidly.

No one’s success is handed over without effort. In the Ancient Space’s monotonous, maddening days, An Yiqing endured alone. All others saw was a prodigy possessing innate talent.

Gradually calming, the Old Clan Chief gazed at An Yiqing’s composed eyes warmly, admiringly. Young yet accomplished greatly without arrogance, a talented one indeed.

"Who would have thought, today not only did your grandson return, he brought back a remarkable talent. Girl, I’m several thousand years older, so no need for formality. May I call you girl Qing?"

An Yiqing was slightly dazed by "thousands of years older," rubbing her wildly twitching brow, she nodded, "Then I won’t be polite either, I’ll call you Grandpa Long."

The Old Clan Chief instantly beamed, gazing at An Yiqing like seeing a treasure.

At this moment, Long Zixuan had been listening suddenly felt exhausted. Transforming again, reverting to a little red snake.

He lazily lay within the Old Clan Chief’s palm, feeling all his strength drained, powerless to even blink.

"Zixuan..." The Old Clan Chief’s face filled with worry, but he remained at a loss for what to do.

An Yiqing reached to take Long Zixuan, extracting a Silver Needle, and poked him a few times, "Grandpa Long, don’t worry, Zixuan has a restriction, unable to utilize Dragon Force. Each time turning human takes three days to recover. Recently, I found a treatment method, though unable to remove restrictions, it can gradually restore his Dragon Force. But the speed is too slow, I fear even before he’s healed, the Sky Punishment Pavilion will claim his life."