The Dragon King Is Very Easy to Talk To!

"Heh heh..."

Qin Hong remained noncommittal about Yang Jian and Yang Chan's worries.

"The Dragon King?"

"They're very reasonable and kind-hearted. They'll definitely agree not to rain," Qin Hong said with certainty.

"Is... is that true? I previously..." Yang Jian, completely bewildered by Qin Hong's talk, looked unconvinced.

After all, Yang Jian had previously led the people of Guangjiang Pass to pray to the Dragon King for less rain, but it had no effect. If anything, the situation worsened!

Qin Hong didn't offer further explanation for Yang Jian and Yang Chan's disbelief.

With a wave of his hand, he directly brought the two of them into the air.

BOOM!

Above Guangjiang Pass, a massive, incredibly dense cloud layer hung in the sky. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed within it from time to time.

Yang Jian and Yang Chan had never seen such a spectacle before, and their faces turned pale.

However, Yang Jian was an adult with an extraordinary disposition and quickly regained his composure. Yang Chan, on the other hand, clutched Qin Hong's hand tightly, her body trembling slightly.

"Sister Chan'er, don't be afraid. I'm here, and nothing can harm you!" As he spoke, Qin Hong gently stroked Yang Chan's small head.

Feeling the warmth radiating from Qin Hong's palm, a surge of warmth flowed through Yang Chan's heart.

"Mhm, Chan'er isn't scared. Chan'er is very brave!"

A short while later, Qin Hong brought Yang Jian and Yang Chan before the Dragon King, who was busy arranging the rainfall.

Within the dense cloud layer, several young Dragon Kings were diligently carrying out the task assigned by Haotian.

If it doesn't kill them, rain them to death.

The cultivation realms of these young Dragon Kings weren't particularly impressive. In Qin Hong's eyes, they were only slightly stronger than ordinary mortals.

The Dragon Clan had been in decline since the Dragon-Phoenix Beginning Calamity.

After enduring the Witch-Demon War, the Dragon Clan was no longer as prosperous as in ancient times.

Currently, the strongest figures in the Dragon Clan, openly speaking, were the Four Dragon Kings.

The rest were the minor Dragon Kings of rivers, lakes, and seas.

The Dragon King raining over Guangjiang Pass was naturally not one of the prominent figures like the Four Dragon Kings, but rather a minor Dragon King from a nearby river.

Seeing the figures of Qin Hong and the two others, the Dragon King who was currently dispensing rain spoke sternly:

"Who are you?"

"How dare you disturb the Dragon King's rain-making?"

Looking at the few Dragon Kings before them, Yang Chan and Yang Jian were startled for no apparent reason.

They were, after all, mortals. Seeing Dragon Kings for the first time was still quite frightening.

However, remembering that Qin Hong was with them, their sense of nervousness significantly lessened!

"Sister Chan'er, you and Second Brother stay here. I'll go talk to them. Don't be afraid; the Dragon Kings are all very nice."

"Mhm!"

As they spoke, Yang Chan released Qin Hong's hand and took Yang Jian's instead.

(Yang Jian: It's been so long since a girl held my hand. This is my sister, my sister!)

Turning back, Qin Hong walked step by step towards the Dragon Kings.

His demeanor was one of complete confidence.

Yang Jian and Yang Chan watched Qin Hong with wide eyes, unmoving, eager to see how he would persuade the Dragon Kings to stop raining!

Yes, just like that.

Slap, slap, slap, slap!

Several slaps in succession.

Every single Dragon King present was sent flying dozens of meters before stopping.

This wasn't because Qin Hong was weak, but because he hadn't used much force!

Yang Jian and Yang Chan were instantly dumbfounded. Didn't he say he was going to talk to them properly?

Was this what he called talking?

Talking with slaps?

Yang Chan covered her large eyes with her small hands, clearly shaken by Qin Hong's actions. She peeked through her fingers.

"Who are you?"

"Why are you hitting dragons?"

The few Dragon Kings looked at Qin Hong with utter bewilderment.

Who is this brat?

How dare he hit them?

Who are they? They are the Dragon Kings!

This is simply too audacious!

"Kid, do you know who we are?"

"We are the Dragon Kings!"

"Dragon Kings personally appointed by the Heavenly Court!"

The Dragon Kings, having snapped back to reality, glared at Qin Hong with fury. Their eyeballs were as large as ping pong balls, and their ferocious expressions were somewhat intimidating.

"Dragon Kings?"

"Appointed by the Heavenly Court?"

Qin Hong's face was filled with disdain. He turned to look at Yang Jian and Yang Chan:

"Are they that impressive?"

Yang Jian, Yang Chan: What else? Aren't Dragon Kings supposed to be impressive?

However, Qin Hong clearly didn't need Yang Jian and Yang Chan's answer. He looked at the few Dragon Kings with arrogance:

"This young master's name is Qin Hong!"

"The only direct descendant of the Three Pure Ones!"

"The Heavenly Lord of Morality is my eldest uncle!"

"The Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning is my second uncle!"

"Saint Tongtian is my father, Saint Nuwa is my aunt, and Saints Zhunti and Jieyin are my uncles!"

"So what if I beat you guys today? What are you going to do about it, tell me..."

Huh?

What's going on?

Who did he say he was?

After hearing him clearly, the Dragon Kings in front of him instantly lost their previous arrogance. They suddenly seemed much smaller.

What a joke!

Who was standing before them?

This was Saint Tongtian's son.

Didn't they hear? The only direct descendant of the Three Pure Ones!

With such a background!

Let alone them, a few minor Dragon Kings, even the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas probably wouldn't dare to say much?

The Three Pure Ones, you think they're just messing around?

"This..." The leading Dragon King's anger had vanished. He put on a fawning smile, rubbing his hands together ingratiatingly, and said:

"Young Master, you are the son of Saint Tongtian... but you can't... just hit dragons like this!"

"We... we need to be reasonable!"

Finally finishing his sentence, the Dragon King let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

There was no choice. His background was too powerful. Might makes right; this was an eternal truth. Back when the Dragon Clan was glorious, their disciples could do whatever they pleased!

"Heh heh... reasonable?" Qin Hong questioned:

"You guys are even worthy of being reasonable?"

"What crime did the people of Guangjiang Pass commit? You rain day after day, day after day, disregarding their lives!"

"When it rained torrentially, why weren't you reasonable? When the floods submerged houses, why weren't you reasonable? When the crops yielded nothing, why weren't you reasonable? The people here haven't seen the sun for nine whole years, why didn't you talk about being reasonable then?"

"You treated human lives as grass, and the people here suffered so much, were you being reasonable then?"

Initially, Yang Jian and Yang Chan felt Qin Hong's actions were a bit inappropriate.

But upon hearing Qin Hong's words, their eyes turned red!

These Dragon Kings had been raining incessantly here, disregarding the lives of the people, were they ever reasonable?

They treated human lives as grass, completely disregarding the lives of living beings, truly detestable!

"Young Master, it's not our fault! This is all an order from Haotian Shangdi!"

"We, we were just following orders!"

One of the Dragon Kings said aggrievedly.

Hearing this, Qin Hong felt even more displeased.

He raised his palm and struck.

"You'll make it rain just because he told you to?"

Slap, slap, slap!

"Don't you have eyes? Don't you see what this place has become?"

Slap, slap, slap!

"Do you have any shred of compassion left?"

Slap, slap, slap...

Qin Hong rained blows upon their faces, leaving the Dragon Kings bruised and battered.