Chapter 66: Chapter 66 Divine Green Holy Dragon
“If anyone from my tribe sees you, you will be summoned to answer for your actions,” Nan Lingsha said in a calm tone.
‘I???” Zhu Minglang was completely baffled.
What did his taking responsibility for the dragon have to do with the Nan Family?
“The Forest Dragon Clan originates from the ancient Divine Wood Holy Spirit and, after mating with the Forest Giant Dragon, gave rise to our clan. Few among the Forest Dragon Clan inherit the ancient Divine Wood Holy Spirit’s bloodline, and almost all of them are giant dragons, but should one grow, that Divine Green Holy Dragon would become the lead of the Forest Dragon Clan. Alas, alas…” Nan Lingsha said.
The Divine Green Holy Dragon, the name alone denoted its extraordinariness!
No wonder the little one’s blood turned blue after the transfusion, and its rotted hide transformed into the bark of spirit wood. Were it not for the eyes, mouth, and nose, which are clearly characteristics of a living creature, Zhu Minglang might have thought the little one was turning into an actual wooden dragon!
He truly was a Dragon Shepherd genius, having discerned another treasure!
But why did Nan Lingsha repeat those words of regret?
“What’s to regret?” Zhu Minglang asked, his heart’s joy somewhat hard to contain.
“I can sense its extremely weak aura. It likely suffered a grave injury during a critical stage of its birth and growth. Even if it reaches its peak in the future, it will be hard for it to manifest the true might of the Divine Green Holy Dragon, ” Nan Lingsha said.
“This…” Zhu Minglang gave a wry smile.
It was a Disabled Dragon, destined to be so for life.
In fact, Mr. Wu had also told him this, which was why he had so severely reprimanded Zhu Minglang for using the Spirit Contract casually.
Fortunately, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse; even a Disabled Dragon, when nurtured, would far surpass any other Forest Dragon. Perhaps a fortuitous encounter might one day heal Little Qingzhuo’s juvenile wounds?
Little Qingzhuo seemed unconcerned with the conversation between the two, clumsily holding up the bottle of Nanmu Juice with its claws, trying to lick clean the last of it. Suddenly, the thin little body lost balance and rolled backward, set to knock over all of the Bamboo Ink Bottles…
Zhu Minglang didn’t have time to intervene, and just as the little one was about to topple someone’s treasured colored inks, the fragrant inks inside the
Bamboo Ink Bottles seemed to come alive on their own, floating up into the air.
Black ink, vermilion ink, purple ink, water-blue ink, and rosy cloud ink, under the lamplight, were as soft as silk, entwining around this slender and graceful beauty standing beside them. Despite the heavy ink liquid being knocked over, not a single drop spilled or scattered. Nan Lingsha stood amidst it all, ethereal and beautifully picturesque like a Paint Immortal who had descended to the mortal world.
The Green Saint Dragon had overturned an empty bamboo bottle, and their collision produced a pleasant sound.
“My apologies, my apologies,” Zhu Minglang withdrew his gaze, not sure if he was apologizing for becoming transfixed while staring or for the Little Azure Dragon knocking over her ink, and hastily put the scattered bottles back upright on the ground.
Nan Lingsha looked at the bamboo bottles and then returned the ink mists to their containers like filaments of spring silk, each strand falling back inside. Her eyes, which had been extraordinary and sparkling bright, slowly regained their peaceful luster.
“I still have painting practice to do here,” Nan Lingsha said.
“The night is deep and the air is chilly, my lady should take care,” Zhu Minglang said courteously, then picked up Little Qingzhuo who was still lingering and walked towards the stairway.
“Mhm,” Nan Lingsha replied coolly, her gaze no longer on the long painting before her.
Zhu Minglang approached the top of the stairs, about to step down, when suddenly he remembered something and turned back to say, “By the way, Yunzhi, where did you get this Nanmu from…”
“I am Nan Lingsha.”
“My deepest apologies, ” Zhu Minglang inwardly gave himself a hefty slap.
Truth be told, Zhu Minglang thought Nan Lingsha was still in character from a play, for even in the night when he saw her, her demeanor was tranquil with a touch of coldness, and their previous encounter made Zhu Minglang feel as if Nan Lingsha was like the unpredictable rain in June…
But now, she had put all that away, and even though she appeared soft and serene, there was an inherent pride and coldness in her bones.
She no longer resembled Li Yunzi, and Zhu Minglang felt that she was indeed her true self.
Feeling too embarrassed to ask about the Nanmu again, Zhu Minglang left quickly with his well-fed Little Azure Dragon.
“Different powers of God and Mortality, it must not be the same person,” Zhu Minglang muttered to himself after leaving the bamboo forest.
To be honest, Zhu Minglang still felt that he had encountered Li Yunzi. He remembered that when he first saw Li Yunzi, some of her words had puzzled him; he even thought she might have some kind of split personality disorder…
It seemed he had been overthinking it.
The Divine and Mortal Powers of Li Yunzi and those displayed by Nan Lingsha just now were entirely different. It’s improbable for one person to possess two types of Divine and Mortal attributes, just as a God and Mortal cannot be a Dragon Shepherd. If there were potential for both, one must be forsaken.
Then again, thinking carefully about the details, Zhu Minglang felt there were still many differences in demeanor between Nan Lingsha and Li Yunzi. Nan
Lingsha’s words were soft yet maintained a certain decisiveness, whereas Li Yunzi’s tone was cold and indifferent.
But then again, the Nan Lingsha at night and the Nan Lingsha by day seemed like two different people… Perhaps this is the unpredictable nature of the June rain.
What happened to the agreement to play along with a love-at-first-sight scenario? Why, in the absence of others and under the night sky, did she behave like this, not even telling him where to find the Nanmu Juice?
A few days ago, Zhu Minglang had asked Fang Niannian to help him find Nanmu Juice. There was good nectar available, but it turned out there was not much Nanmu in the entire Ancestral Dragon City-State, so when he finally saw Nan Lingsha using the Nanmu for making ink, it was a rare sight.
Never mind, I’ll ask again next time.
Perhaps it was indeed too late, and Nan Lingsha had her reputation to think of.
Maintaining an early rise can infuse one with vigorous energy.
A vast expanse of white frost stretched out, the air shrouded in cold mist, but it couldn’t dampen Zhu Minglang’s fervor to continue striving for his brilliant future.
He made some brief plans.
Bai Qi’s adulthood was a critical juncture. Without any accidents, Bai Qi’s power could reach at least the Dragon Lord Level upon maturity. Luo Xiao, someone so arrogant and presumptuous, would be nothing but dregs in front of a Dragon Lord.
One could tell by his attitude towards Li Ying, who was likely a Dragon Lord powerhouse.
The books say that it takes about a year for the Ice Morning White Dragon to grow from its juvenile to adult stage. Now that my Spiritual Power is stronger, this period could be reduced to just over eight months. If I find more corresponding Earthly Treasures and feed it even better nectar, it might only take half a year.
In half a year, I will have nothing to fear.
Next is Big Black Tooth’s growth.
With its powerful Silver Cyan Dragon Armor, Big Black Tooth can compete with lower-tier Dragon Generals, but Zhu Minglang still hoped it could advance to the Dragon General Level. Then, with the addition of the Dragon Armor, facing Luo Xiao’s Gold-plated Fire Dragon in a duel wouldn’t be a problem.
Soul Beads and Dragon Balls are excellent aids; he should be able to afford them now. Of course, collecting better materials to strengthen the Dragon Armor would make Big Black Tooth even fiercer.
As for the Divine Green Holy Dragon, its potential was quite significant. If it hadn’t been thrown off a cliff, it probably wouldn’t be inferior to the Ice Morning White Dragon once it reached adulthood.
I should also find the Nanmu as soon as possible, feed it more, and even a Disabled Dragon would be enough to crush those Hybrid Dragons!
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