Big Brother! It's me, Candle Dragon!

Hearing Haotian's "praise," Candle Dragon nearly blurted out, "Thanks a lot."

Suppressing the urge to pack Haotian's dog head in a bag, Candle Dragon replied, "This matter is not Your Majesty's fault.

It is because I failed to reveal my intentions earlier; it has nothing to do with Your Majesty.

Now that I have joined the Heavenly Court, it settles a lingering concern.

From now on, I shall strive to assist Your Majesty."

Haotian nodded with satisfaction upon hearing this.

"Good!

Then I entrust this to you, my beloved minister!

Return first to the East Sea; when Daoist Kunpeng leads the Demon Race back, you may bring the Dragon Race cultivators to the Heavenly Court.

Then I will confer titles upon you all together."

Hearing Haotian's words, Candle Dragon's eyes immediately rolled.

He then replied, "I accept the Imperial Decree!

It just so happens I will also make a trip to the East Pole.

To inform my elder brother of this matter.

So he can rest assured guarding the East Pole!

Without having to be distracted by the Dragon Race's affairs."

Hearing Candle Dragon's words, Haotian's heart stirred.

Go inform Ancestor Dragon of the situation?

More likely, he wants to find a way to shake off my control, right?

Or perhaps, to discuss and plot something big, to have Ancestor Dragon come seek revenge on me?

No matter!

If Ancestor Dragon comes, that would be perfect.

Perhaps I can then legitimately bring the Four Poles under my command.

Even if I can't touch Ancestor Dragon in the end, I can still squeeze a bargain out of him.

I refuse to believe that fellow Ancestor Dragon has no private stash on him.

Thinking this, Haotian replied smoothly, "Fine!

Daoist Candle Dragon, do as you wish!"

"I take my leave!"

With that, Candle Dragon used his divine powers to head toward the East Pole of the Primordial World.

Haotian glanced at the spot where Candle Dragon vanished, then flickered and returned to the Heavenly Court.

Now, after leaving Chaos, Candle Dragon hurriedly rushed to find Ancestor Dragon.

Along the way, Candle Dragon exerted every ounce of his strength.

He had never been so eager to see Ancestor Dragon before.

In the past, he had been scolded so much that he didn't even want to see Ancestor Dragon.

Now, after getting beaten and losing his freedom, Candle Dragon finally remembered Ancestor Dragon's kindness.

Truly, only after suffering a loss does one realize that the one who is strictest with you is actually the one who cares for you most.

Rushing and hurrying, Candle Dragon finally arrived at the East Pole.

Amid the vast sea of clouds, Candle Dragon couldn't find Ancestor Dragon's figure.

Helpless, he had to call out, "Big Brother!

It's me, Candle Dragon!

Show yourself quickly!"

At that moment, Ancestor Dragon was pondering whether to see Candle Dragon.

He naturally knew of Candle Dragon's arrival.

After all, that fellow had been toyed with by Haotian in Chaos for so long.

If Ancestor Dragon didn't know, it would be an insult to his Quasi-Saint Perfection status.

But precisely because he knew Candle Dragon had suffered a loss, Ancestor Dragon understood his purpose clearly.

Knowing Candle Dragon's intent, Ancestor Dragon naturally had his reservations.

When Candle Dragon opened his mouth to ask him to take revenge on Haotian, would Ancestor Dragon refuse?

Or refuse?

If even Candle Dragon can't beat Haotian now, what can Ancestor Dragon do?

With words becoming law, a single word had frozen Candle Dragon in place.

If Ancestor Dragon went, wouldn't he just be delivering himself to the slaughter?

If Ancestor Dragon also got pinned to the ground and rubbed in the dirt, the Dragon Race's face would truly be lost.

But if he directly rejected Candle Dragon's proposal—

Wouldn't that show weakness in front of Candle Dragon?

Letting Candle Dragon think that he, Ancestor Dragon, was afraid of Haotian.

Then what authority would he, as the big brother, have left?

How could a big brother show weakness in front of his little brother?

But now Candle Dragon had already arrived.

If he avoided meeting him, that didn't seem right either.

For a moment, Ancestor Dragon felt caught between a rock and a hard place.

The Primordial World was a tough place to survive!

Being the big brother in the Primordial World was even tougher!

Just as Ancestor Dragon was in a bind, Candle Dragon's voice came again.

"Big brother! It's me, Candle Dragon!

Don't you recognize me anymore?

Back then, we..."

Hearing Candle Dragon's words, Ancestor Dragon silently cursed his luck.

If that bastard Candle Dragon let slip the matter of them sneaking a peek at Phoenix Ancestor back in the day—

Phoenix Ancestor would probably fly straight from the Undying Volcano in Nanji to the East Pole to kill him.

So Ancestor Dragon flickered his form and appeared before Candle Dragon.

"Wretch!

Shut up!"

Hearing Ancestor Dragon's roar, Candle Dragon couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Ancestor Dragon's long-established authority was fully displayed in that moment.

Cutting off Candle Dragon's words, Ancestor Dragon said coldly, "Follow This Seat!"

With that, Ancestor Dragon led Candle Dragon into a great hall.

Once Candle Dragon was seated, Ancestor Dragon asked indifferently, "You're not staying in the Dragon Race. Why come looking for This Seat?"

Hearing Ancestor Dragon's words, Candle Dragon immediately said, "Big brother!

Something's gone wrong!

Something's gone terribly wrong!"

Ancestor Dragon interrupted impatiently, "What's gone wrong?

This Seat has been staying in the East Pole, not going anywhere.

Stabilizing the Primordial World's East Pole all day is already enough to keep This Seat busy.

Where would This Seat find the time to cause trouble?

If you have something to say, say it properly!

If not, get lost!

If anything goes wrong with the Dragon Race, be careful—This Seat will skin you alive!"

Candle Dragon quickly corrected himself, "No!

It's me who messed up!"

Ancestor Dragon frowned and said, "Tell me in detail.

How did you mess up?

Why did you go to the Heavenly Court to fight Haotian for no reason?

Isn't that asking for trouble?

Do you really not know the Dragon Race's current situation?

When This Seat left, I gave you a thousand instructions.

Told you to keep a low profile.

And you?"

"And this is how you keep a low profile?"

That blasted Kunpeng has already proven to the Primordial World cultivators—

Haotian is no ordinary Quasi-Saint.

But you?

You had to go and deliver yourself right to his doorstep.

Tell me, how should This Seat deal with you?"

Candle Dragon's heart was equally bitter when he heard this.

Was that my choice?

I didn't want to go to the Heavenly Court.

But he called me out by name, insisted I come!

Then Candle Dragon replied sheepishly, "Brother!

I didn't go to the Heavenly Court on my own.

It was Haotian who forced me to go."

Hearing Candle Dragon's answer, Ancestor Dragon frowned. "How did he force you to go?"

Candle Dragon sighed and answered, "Brother!

You know Haotian's momentum these days.

With just those words of his, the Dragon Race couldn't stay out of it.

I figured, rather than wait for him to come knocking on our door, it was better for the Dragon Race to voluntarily submit to the Heavenly Court.

That way, we'd avoid a fight and preserve the Dragon Race's foundation.

But who knew that after Haotian saw Ao Guang, he specifically named me to come negotiate with him.

That's how I ended up going to the Heavenly Court.

I really didn't mean to show off."

Ancestor Dragon's voice turned heavy. "Since you went to negotiate, how did you end up in a contest of divine arts with Haotian?

Don't tell me Haotian struck first?"

Candle Dragon hesitated visibly at this.

If I tell the truth, am I going to get beaten again?

Seeing Candle Dragon's hesitation, Ancestor Dragon immediately sensed something fishy.

He barked angrily, "Speak!

Confess to This Seat honestly—what really happened?

Why did you fight Haotian?

If you truly went just to talk, I refuse to believe Haotian would pick a fight for no reason, deliberately making things hard for you."

Ancestor Dragon was wrong about that.

Haotian did intend to stir up trouble.

But who knew Candle Dragon was even more eager than him?

So he could only "reluctantly" grant his wish.