Ancestral Dragon Art instantly max level? Powerful magic! Hu La Tang, obediently!

East Sea Dragon Palace, watching the dragon princes and grandchildren flying wildly all over the sky, wriggling frantically.

Although Ao Guang's old face was flushed red, so ashamed he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But feeling the solid Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation within his body, he felt it was all worth it.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Immortal! I have no way to repay you!"

Ao Guang calmed his emotions, respectfully took out a jade slip emitting an ancient and vast aura, and a jade bottle sealed with terrifying blood energy.

"This is the Dragon Race's supreme inheritance, the Ancestor Dragon Nine Heavens Art, which can only be cultivated by those with the Ancestor Dragon bloodline."

"This bottle contains a drop of essence blood left by the Ancestor Dragon ancestor back then."

"With this blood, the Immortal might be able to comprehend one or two things and strengthen his physical body."

Zhao Gongming took the jade slip but pushed the bottle of essence blood back.

"No need for the essence blood, I have something better."

After speaking, Zhao Gongming's divine sense probed into the jade slip.

The next moment.

A drop of Chaos Dragon Saint Essence Blood he had long refined within his body trembled slightly.

As if a higher-dimensional being was looking down on a lower dimension, it instantly deciphered this cultivation technique.

Under Ao Guang's horrified gaze.

Zhao Gongming's aura began to soar, and the phantom of a chaotic ancient dragon vaguely appeared behind him.

First level... complete!

Third level... complete!

Sixth level... complete!

In just a few breaths, this divine art, which no one in the Dragon Race had been able to cultivate to great success in billions of years, was rushed to the sixth level by Zhao Gongming in one go!

"This... this..."

Ao Guang's eyeballs were about to pop out, his jaw dislocated.

"No essence blood, and instantly sixth level?"

"Are you the Dragon Race or am I the Dragon Race? Could it be that the Immortal is the reincarnation of the Ancestor Dragon?"

Zhao Gongming retracted his aura and waved his hand with an air of showing off.

"So-so. This cultivation technique is alright; it's just adding flowers to the brocade for me."

After all, his physical body was already comparable to a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. This cultivation technique was more about allowing him to control his power more precisely.

After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic Dragon Race.

Zhao Gongming, along with Lu Ya, Xuandu, Huang Long, Cihang, and Medicine Master, once again took to the clouds, heading straight for the Human Ancestral Land.

On the way, Zhao Gongming secretly thought.

"The Human Race is the protagonist of heaven and earth in the future. Although they are weak now, their destiny is long and prosperous."

"Now is the time to offer help in their time of need and increase our favorability. This investment is a sure win!"

A moment later, they landed on Shouyang Mountain.

The three ancestors of the Human Race, Suiren Shi, Youchao Shi, and Ziyi Shi.

Having sensed the arrival of the Immortals long ago, they quickly brought their clansmen to greet them.

"Greetings, all Immortals!"

Although the cultivation of the three ancestors was not high, their attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

Zhao Gongming glanced at the three ancestors, then turned to Lu Ya beside him and subtly pushed him.

"Junior Brother Lu Ya, the Demon Race just terrified them quite a bit."

"As the Crown Prince of the Demon Court, shouldn't you show some remorse?"

Lu Ya was stunned.

"Show remorse? How? Offer some spirit stones?"

Zhao Gongming pointed at the crown on his head and said meaningfully.

"Wear it and apologize sincerely! That will show your sincerity!"

Lu Ya looked at the three Human Race ancestors, then at Zhao Gongming's unquestionable gaze.

"Fine, for the image of the Demon Court, I'll endure it!"

Lu Ya gritted his teeth and put on the Beast-Eared Girl's Crown again.

A pink light flashed.

The cute, soft, and heart-melting cat-girl Lu Ya was back online.

Lu Ya, suppressing his shame, walked up to the three ancestors.

Her cat ears drooped, and she clasped her hands together, saying with a wronged expression.

"Three clan leaders, I'm sorry, meow!"

"It was the Demon Race being ignorant before, we scared you, meow!"

"On behalf of my father, I apologize to you, meow!"

"Please forgive us, meow!"

Suiren Shi and the other two originally harbored some reservations about the Demon Race.

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At this moment, seeing such a cute little cat girl acting cute and apologizing in front of them, their hearts instantly softened.

"Oh, this... this is too polite."

Ziyi Shi's maternal instincts overflowed, and he couldn't help but want to pat Lu Ya's head.

"It's okay, it's okay, the child is still young, it's good to correct mistakes."

Lu Ya: "..."

I'm tens of thousands of years old, hey!

At this moment, Xuandu also walked forward, his expression guilty, and bowed deeply to the three patriarchs.

"Brothers, Xuandu is late."

"As a disciple of a Saint, I failed to repay the Human Race in time and allowed the clan members to be frightened. This is Xuandu's fault."

Suiren Shi quickly helped Xuandu up and laughed heartily.

"Brother Xuandu, saying that makes us strangers!"

"We were all molded by the Saint Mother at the same time, we are all brothers!"

"You have to serve the Saint, which is a great matter for the Human Race, so how can you easily come down the mountain?"

"Besides, since there were no casualties, we were just startled by that... that twin-tailed Di Jun. This matter is over, it's in the past!"

The crowd looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere immediately became harmonious.

Afterward, Suiren Shi asked respectfully.

"May I ask why the esteemed immortals have come today?"

Zhao Gongming stepped forward, patted his chest, and said righteously.

"It's nothing major."

"You are fellow clan members of Senior Brother Xuandu, so you are also my relatives, Zhao Gongming!"

"We help our relatives, not reason. Since we are relatives, we must naturally help!"

"We heard that the Human Race is living a hard life, so we specifically came to send warmth!"

These words were truly heartwarming.

Suiren Shi and the other two were so moved that tears streamed down their faces, and they immediately cried out.

"Esteemed Immortals, please see the truth!"

"Although the Primordial World is vast now, the blessed lands have been divided by the major powers."

"Our Human Race is newly born with shallow foundations, and what we lack most are cultivation resources!"

"Our clansmen have talent but no spiritual medicine to assist them, so their cultivation speed is as slow as a snail. It is truly bitter!"

Zhao Gongming heard this, stroked his chin, and fell into thought.

"Cultivation resources..."

"Giving resources directly is like giving a man a fish, it's better to teach him how to fish."

He turned to look at Xuandu.

"Senior Brother, do you have any special heavenly materials and earthly treasures?"

"For example, something that can promote the growth of all things or contains the power of creation?"

"Perhaps I can refine a magic treasure that helps the Human Race mass-produce resources."

Xuandu was overjoyed and quickly rummaged in his sleeve.

He took out a piece of soil that emitted a five-colored light and was full of vitality.

"This is a fragment of the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, containing endless creative vitality. Is this acceptable?"

[Ding! Detected high-grade Artifact Refining material: Nine Heavens Breathing Soil (Fragment).]
[Rating: Excellent.]
[Matching Plan: Can refine conceptual magic treasure of amplification/catalysis/transformation type.]

"Perfectly acceptable!"

Zhao Gongming took the Breathing Soil, summoned the Nine Dragon Cauldron, and began refining on the spot.

"It's done!"

In Zhao Gongming's hand appeared a pair of what looked like... rubber dishwashing gloves.

Except they were a vibrant orange and embroidered with a few peonies.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully refining it!]

[Magic Treasure Name: The Dutchman's Gloves (Henan, using "Dutch" as a proxy)]

[Rank: Acquired Merit Spirit Treasure (Conceptual)]

[Conceptual Attribute: Transcendence of All Things · Energetic!]

[Effect: Put on the gloves and touch any ordinary herbs, materials, or even stones to forcibly upgrade them into heavenly materials and earthly treasures usable for cultivation. Weeds become spirit herbs, stones become spirit stones!]

[Side Effect: The taste of home.]

[Restriction 1: When the user speaks, they must forcibly add the prefix "Is it okay or not, okay or not, okay or not."]

[Restriction 2: When casting spells, you must strike a very cute and endearing pose, and recite the following incantation loudly in a standard Henan accent!]

"Energetic Magic (,,＞᎑＜,,), Smells so good~★, Even immortals would praise it~ Warm and hearty♡ Sweet and spicy♡ Hulatang, my dear૮₍♡♡₎ა, become even more delicious~★, Is it okay or not˃̶͈ꇴ˂̶͈? It's so energetic I can't even describe it૮₍ᵔ⤙ᵔ₎ა."*

Zhao Gongming stared at the incantation, his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

"This System... really understands dialects."

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