On September 9th, Year 10 of the Sacred Calendar, Heavenly Gods Peak in the snowy region of Jue Wei Star.
This was the highest mountain on the entire continent. Heavy snow fell year-round, and terrifying primordial beasts often appeared here. No human tracks could be found, and even birds would not cross it.
Whoosh! A Poison Moon Blood Wolf sprang from beneath a snowdrift. It had caught the scent of a living stranger.
Hiss! Like the sound of tearing a sheet of thin paper, the Poison Moon Blood Wolf's venomous fangs—the deadliest poison in the world—stopped instantly a mere 0.1 inches from the man's neck. The tips of its teeth had even touched the hairs on his neck.
"Ah..." A sigh filled with Buddha-like compassion drifted from the man's lips.
"You ignorant, foolish creature. Damn you, you actually dared to set your sights on Lord Silver!" What made it unbearably unsettling was that these hellish, murderous words had come from the same mouth. The contrast between them made goosebumps rise all over one's body.
"Mm, it's almost time. I need to hurry, or that bastard Nine Heavens Qilin will think I'm afraid of him. Hmph!" The man's figure gradually blurred. An inexplicable whirlwind spun lightly, and the man vanished!
Bang! The poor, adorable, utterly pitiful Poison Moon Blood Wolf turned into ice-crystal flowers that scattered across the mountains with the wind.
"Damn it, he got here first. Does he have an old lover here or something? Hehehe..." Silver Dragon maliciously fantasized to himself. That was right—this man was the current young lord of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, Silver Dragon!
A long, long time ago, the peerless experts and races of Origin Star had joined hands to leave Origin Star in order to protect it, travel the universe, and seek breakthroughs for themselves.
They had eventually arrived on this planet called Jue Wei Star. This planet and the space in which it existed were incredibly powerful. Even supreme races such as the Heavenly Dragon Clan and the Nine Heavens Qilin could only display the strength and level of human martial artists from Origin Star here.
"You're here. Fight!" Nine Heavens Qilin, the one Silver Dragon had mentioned, spoke. Before his words had even faded, azure light flashed around his body, and the snow filling the sky was sent back to its cradle—the heavens—by the True Qi he released.
"Hey, hey, hey, Old Qilin, wait a minute. I haven't even warmed up yet. What if I get hurt? What then?" Silver Dragon stretched his body with a glib grin.
"Now, let's do the tenth set of radio calisthenics. One, two, three, four. Two, two, three, four. Hey, Old Qilin, don't just stand there. Join me. At your age, you need to move around even more, or you might throw out your old back... Fuck, you old bastard, you actually sneak-attacked me?!" Silver Dragon rolled away in a miserable state, narrowly dodging the fatal blow.
Old Qilin slowly withdrew his right hand and said in a low, measured voice, "You were stalling for time. Coward!"
"You'd better take back that word, or you'll die horribly!" Silver Dragon said expressionlessly, without the slightest emotion in his voice. A faint silver radiance had begun flickering around him. He was angry.
"Fight!" His voice still lingered in the air when Old Qilin's figure suddenly dissolved into the snowstorm.
"Hmph!" Silver Dragon vanished as well.
A piercing shriek rang through the air as the spatial barrier was torn apart.
The battle had begun!
Bang! The two men collided violently, and dazzling light instantly flooded heaven and earth.
The two men reappeared where they had stood, as though nothing had happened.
"You've improved again," Old Qilin said.
"Cut the crap!" The silver light around Silver Dragon grew increasingly intense, like a flowing silver curtain wrapped around his body and flashing with a soul-stirring brilliance.
Streams of sword light shot from Silver Dragon's fingertips, racing toward Old Qilin.
Old Qilin's eyes revealed a trace of surprise. Last time, this kid didn't seem so proficient at circulating dragon power. Has he improved this quickly? Yet surprise was surprise; Old Qilin clearly did not care much. He casually raised a hand to block them.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Old Qilin cried out like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, retreating rapidly. Azure light surged like a tide toward the arm that Silver Dragon had pierced through.
After a single breath, Old Qilin's arm miraculously returned to normal.
"I'm sorry. I underestimated you. Let's have a real battle now. I will show you the respect you deserve!" Golden light began flashing around Old Qilin. It was like layers of steel, tightly enveloping his body.
"You're finally willing to use the tenth level of the Nine Heavens Qilin Shield against me?" Silver Dragon asked mockingly.
"Mm. The current you is worthy of it."
"Hmph!"
Silver Dragon's figure flashed. He staggered forward as though drunk, yet he was incomparably swift as he charged at Old Qilin.
"Good! Not only have you cultivated your Heavenly Dragon Seize to the highest level, [At Will], but you've even made your own unique innovations. Good lad, hahaha!" Old Qilin was beginning to grow excited.
If Silver Dragon was elegant and swift, then Old Qilin was undoubtedly a humanoid tank. His entire body shone with iron-like golden light as he charged straight at Silver Dragon, leaving a deep semicircular trench behind him.
Silver Dragon's hands bloomed like flowers as sharp, invincible sword light fired continuously at Old Qilin.
Bang bang bang! The instant every strand of sword light collided with Old Qilin's protective aura, it turned into silver dust that filled the sky. Old Qilin merely swayed a few times before continuing his charge without slowing down.
Three punches—three solid punches—struck Silver Dragon's face, chest, and lower abdomen respectively!
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Silver Dragon screamed, vomited blood, and cursed the women of Old Qilin's ancestors for eight generations. "Fuck! Is the tenth level of the Nine Heavens Qilin Shield really impossible to pierce?"
Old Qilin did not continue attacking. Of course, it was not because he was merciful, but because he lacked the strength. He looked incomparably fierce, but only he knew his own suffering. First, the tenth level of the Nine Heavens Qilin Shield consumed enormous amounts of True Qi. Second, Silver Dragon's Heavenly Dragon Finger was the sharpest technique in the world, and Silver Dragon was no longer what he had once been. Those three punches had already been the limit of what Old Qilin could unleash after enduring Silver Dragon's sword light.
"Pah! The old man was right. If I don't use Heavenly Dragon Might, relying on the Heavenly Dragon Finger and Heavenly Dragon Seize alone might let me cut through other people like vegetables, but against a monster like Old Qilin, it just won't do. Fuck, this is annoying!" Silver Dragon muttered.
As the saying went, the speaker may not mean it, but the listener takes it to heart! Old Qilin was already trembling in shock. What? Heavenly Dragon Might? He learned Heavenly Dragon Might? Impossible! Don't panic, don't panic. It must be psychological warfare... Old Qilin had lost even the ability to think, because he had seen the most terrifying sight—Silver Dragon's body had begun to shine with the unique protective aura of Heavenly Dragon Might, an aura as hard as steel and iron.
"First level, second level, third level... eighth level... ninth level... Heavens! He actually reached the tenth level of Heavenly Dragon Might so quickly? Impossible, impossible..." Old Qilin's True Qi was thrown into utter chaos, and he looked ready to suffer qi deviation!
"Come on. Let's continue," Silver Dragon said slowly.
Old Qilin was an experienced veteran after all. He swiftly calmed both his emotions and his disordered True Qi, then said hoarsely, "Come!"
Silver Dragon's movement technique had now become strange to the extreme. He looked incredibly slow, as though moving in slow motion, yet in reality he streaked across the sky like a meteor. That extreme contrast nearly sent Old Qilin into chaos again.
Clang! Like the resonant chime of an ancient bell that had existed for a thousand years, the two men engaged in the most direct kind of contact—hand-to-hand combat. Don't get the wrong idea.
One minute later...
No one knew how many moves they had exchanged...
"Ahhhhhhh!" With a furious roar, Old Qilin was forced to use [Nine Heavens Qilin Shield Level 11]. Only the Qilin Emperor had ever mastered this level, and Old Qilin was the second person to do so. Once this level was achieved, the practitioner no longer had any fatal weak points on his body. He could be called [Indestructible]. Back then, the Qilin Emperor had relied on this ultimate art to sweep across heaven and earth.
However, Old Qilin was not the Qilin Emperor. He had merely broken through the tenth level of the Nine Heavens Qilin Shield and stood between the tenth and eleventh levels. Thus, he still possessed about half an inch of fatal weak points. Naturally, these weak points differed from before. In the first ten levels, the weak points could only remain fixed in one location, making them easy targets for focused attacks. But Old Qilin's half-inch weak point could roam across his entire body at will.
Silver Dragon was blasted back several hundred meters. After executing a somersault, he barely managed not to lose face and staggered to a stop. His hands hung at his sides, his hair was disheveled, and he panted heavily.
"Level eleven?" Silver Dragon asked in a low voice.
Old Qilin did not answer. He simply walked toward him step by step, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.
Silver Dragon's lips were like blades, his eyes narrowed to slits, and his brows were tightly furrowed. "Huff..." Silver Dragon exhaled heavily, then suddenly put on an extremely ingratiating expression and said in an extremely low voice, "Senior Old Qilin! Actually, we don't have some life-and-death grudge, do we? It's just a Nine-Colored Nine-Eyed Celestial Illusion Deer. If you want her so badly, I'll give her to you. There's no need to hurt our friendship."
Hearing this, Old Qilin stopped. It was clear that he was now relying entirely on one breath to hold himself up. His lightning-like eyes stared fiercely into Silver Dragon's, but all he saw was sincerity—sincerity purer than a maiden's hymen.
Just as Old Qilin was about to speak and his momentum slackened slightly, Silver Dragon suddenly erupted. His two fingers became sharp blades, stabbing directly at Old Qilin's fatal weak point, which had paused for an instant due to the sudden disorder in his aura.
"You old bastard! She's my woman! Even if I took her by force, you're courting death!" Silver Dragon roared wildly.
Dragons were divine creatures, seizing the creations of heaven and earth.
Dragons were lustful by nature, spreading their seed among all beasts.
Perhaps powerful creatures all shared this flaw, but no race was as unrestrained as dragons. To put it simply, the Nine-Colored Nine-Eyed Celestial Illusion Deer was a female deer and Old Qilin's adopted daughter. In terms of rarity, she ranked second—no one dared claim first. When Silver Dragon saw her, his soul was utterly captivated. While Old Qilin was away, he abducted her by force and took her virginity. But who could have known that the Nine-Colored Nine-Eyed Celestial Illusion Deer possessed an innate talent? She could leave a drop of heart's blood on someone. As long as that person was strong enough, no matter how far apart they were, she could teleport herself to that person's side. Of course, it could only be used once in a lifetime.
Silver Dragon's sword fingers were about to pierce Old Qilin's fatal weak point when a heavenly, graceful figure stepped in front of Old Qilin.
"Let my adoptive father go, and I'll go back with you..." Cai Tong said resolutely.
Silver Dragon awkwardly shot his sword energy aside, grabbed Cai Tong in his arms, and laughed wildly. "What's mine is mine! Hahaha!"
Just as Silver Dragon was preparing to leave with the beauty, an icy current pierced through his protective divine aura. His bodily functions instantly froze. Silver Dragon widened his eyes and struggled to turn his head, but he could no longer do so. In the end, he heard only one sentence: "Poor Silver Dragon, young lord of the Heavenly Dragon Clan. Don't feel ashamed. To die beneath Qilin Kill, the clan-protecting treasure of my Nine Heavens Qilin Clan, is no injustice to you. Your Heavenly Dragon Clan has enjoyed glory for too long. It's time for a change. Hehe, you truly are young and impetuous. You really came alone."
Silver Dragon desperately wanted to say, "Although I abducted you and even forced myself on you, I truly loved you." But he had no chance. With a crisp sound, he turned into snow and ice that filled the sky.
Three days later.
A crystal-clear block of ice lay on the ground, glittering with silver light. It suddenly transformed into a silver stream and raced toward Origin Star.
"You bastards, you actually plotted against me! Once I recover on Origin Star, Laozi will wipe out your entire clan!"
Silver Dragon was not dead. The young prince of the Heavenly Dragon Clan still had some tricks up his sleeve. He only needed to return to Origin Star and absorb enough origin power to restore his dragon body.
But the heavens played another enormous joke on him.
The silver stream Silver Dragon had become tore through Origin Star's atmosphere. He was just thinking of finding a blessed place to recuperate properly.
Suddenly, a roar that seemed both high-pitched and soundless charged directly into Silver Dragon's sea of consciousness. Silver Dragon became dazed and muddle-headed, then plunged straight down toward the source of the sound.
What a powerful body. It seems to be sealed by something. Never mind, I'll just take it over directly. That'll save me a lot of trouble.
Just as Silver Dragon was about to enter the brain of that body, whose power had been sealed, intense golden light suddenly burst from its brain.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Silver Dragon was instantly blinded into unconsciousness. He wanted to flee, but it was too late.
With fearless resolve, Silver Dragon plunged headfirst into that body's manhood...
A tragedy—the greatest tragedy in history.
Fusion—the most badass fusion in history.
A faint curse seemed to drift over: "Fuck your mother..."
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