Shi Chen Palace
"Fellow Daoist Shi Chen, what do you think?"
Ancestral Dragon smiled warmly at Shi Chen.
With a wave of his hand, several peerless beauties with dragon horns atop their heads and one or two dragon scales beside their brows stepped before Shi Chen and began massaging him.
"Oh, Brother Shi Chen, don't touch me there!"
A woman in red said shyly.
"Mmm... Brother Shi Chen's muscles are so well-proportioned..."
A woman in golden robes blushed scarlet.
"Gasp!"
As he enjoyed himself, Shi Chen drew a sharp breath inward!
So this was what it meant to live like a god?
Was he, Shi Chen, about to become a legend?
Would he one day become one of the men others admired most?
The undead knight Ning Caichen, the roving hero Xu Xian, Xiao Yan, the Insect-Riding Sword Immortal Luo Shiyi, Dong Yong, who communed with the heavens, and the Cowherd...
Was he going to become a true dragon rider?? Yin Zhiping was nothing!
The dragon girls massaged Shi Chen until he was thoroughly relaxed.
Before Ancestral Dragon arrived, he had still been wondering how to scheme against him. Who could've guessed Ancestral Dragon's offer would be so tempting?
Nine dragon girls, all Taiyi Golden Immortals, all with their primordial yin intact, and all with pure bloodlines...
Gasp!
That was very tempting.
"Fellow Daoist Ancestral Dragon, I have no particular talents. May I ask why you sought me out?"
Ancestral Dragon had shown such sincerity that Shi Chen couldn't very well act aloof.
"Fellow Daoist Shi Chen, you're mistaken. We are both reincarnated Chaos Demon Gods. We ought to join forces in the Primordial World and avenge Pangu's axe!"
Ancestral Dragon waved his hand, smiling warmly.
He knew what Shi Chen had been like back in Chaos. If anyone hated Pangu most, it was undoubtedly Shi Chen.
After all, apart from Pangu, Shi Chen had been the one closest to attaining the Dao.
If Pangu hadn't created Heaven, Shi Chen would certainly have attained the Dao within a single epoch. It was only because Pangu created Heaven that he had been forced to reincarnate in the Primordial World and cultivate anew. How could he not hate Pangu?
Of course, Ancestral Dragon had no idea that Shi Chen was a transmigrator. The Shi Chen who had come to this world harbored no hatred for Pangu.
"Then it's settled, Fellow Daoist Shi Chen?"
Ancestral Dragon beamed. As expected, Shi Chen was extremely lecherous now. Nine dragon girls had been enough to win him over!
"Fellow Daoist Ancestral Dragon has shown such sincerity. Naturally, I can hardly refuse!"
"And your request is nothing much. You merely want me to use the Law of Time to restore the Dragon Race's strength at critical moments. How could I refuse such a small favor?"
Shi Chen said, looking utterly content.
"Then it's settled! I'll await good news, Fellow Daoist Shi Chen!"
Ancestral Dragon slapped his thigh. It was done!
"You girls, stay here and take good care of Fellow Daoist Shi Chen."
Ancestral Dragon glanced at the dragon girls.
"Yes, Lord Ancestral Dragon!"
The dragon girls hurriedly bowed.
Once Ancestral Dragon had left, Shi Chen waved his hand and sent all the dragon girls into his Daoist abode.
The look of contentment vanished from his face, replaced by a grave expression.
[I despise you, host!]
"Why despise me?"
[You knew perfectly well that Ancestral Dragon was a transmigrator scheming against you, and you still agreed? Those few dragon girls were enough to tempt you?]
The system's disdain was plain to hear.
Shi Chen paused. So even the system hadn't figured out what was really going on.
"Heh. He thinks he's scheming against me and has tied me to his chariot. Little does he know that I'm scheming against him too... This is a minor world I created myself. The rules here aren't set in stone by the Primordial World. Here, everything is up to me."
Shi Chen sneered. Ancestral Dragon thought he could manipulate him with clever words? This place wasn't governed by the Primordial World. If it were under Heaven's control, could Shi Chen have stayed safe all this time? Heaven would've already schemed him into its trap.
All these years had changed Shi Chen. He was no longer that pathetic loser who couldn't take his eyes off a pretty woman.
Not a chance! They'd have to be on Nuwa and Houtu's level, at least. What were these dragon girls in comparison?
"Just wait and see. Hongjun will deal with the Three Races."
Shi Chen lowered his eyes, his plans hidden from view.
He had already traveled through the River of Time and seen the future. Of all the possible outcomes, one seemed the most likely to him.
That was Hongjun's. In a hundred thousand possible futures, Hongjun appeared in only one. But Shi Chen believed that was the future most likely to come to pass.
After returning from Shi Chen Palace, the first thing Ancestral Dragon did was order the ceremonial bells rung and summon all the Dragon Race's powerful experts from across the Four Seas.
In an instant, dragon qi surged throughout the Four Seas. The Dragon Race's powerful experts pierced through the waters and gathered at the Eastern Sea Dragon Court.
Two thousand years passed, and all the Dragon Race's powerful experts had assembled in Ancestral Dragon Hall.
"Lord Candle Dragon, why do you think Lord Ancestral Dragon summoned us here?"
A white dragon expert asked Candle Dragon.
"Could it be that our Dragon Race has finally been unsealed? Are we going to fight the Phoenix Race and the Qilin Clan to the death?"
"If that's true, then it would be wonderful! Our Dragon Race should have ruled the Primordial World, but the Phoenix Race and the Qilin Clan have been so shameless, joining forces for several epochs to seize our territory. It's utterly wicked!"
"Hmph! I've long wanted to wipe the Phoenix Race and the Qilin Clan from the Primordial World once and for all!"
"Looks like Lord Ancestral Dragon must want to fight those two races to the death too!"
The battle among the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Three Races had raged for so long that no one could tell who was right or wrong anymore.
But in the Dragon Race's eyes, the other races were obviously to blame, and so they wanted to destroy the Phoenix Race and the Qilin Clan.
The Dragon Race's experts were especially bloodthirsty, each one eager for slaughter.
They wanted to fight, but Ancestral Dragon had given the order early on: lie low until the Dragon-Han Tribulation had passed.
Once they survived the Dragon-Han Tribulation, with the Dragon Race's natural gifts, who in all the world could stand against them?
A golden light descended, and all the Dragon Race's experts in the Dragon Court cried out in surprise.
"Look! Lord Ancestral Dragon is here!"
All eyes turned toward the throne. Atop it, a figure slowly materialized in the golden light, radiating an imposing presence that made the countless dragons in the Dragon Court bow in submission.
The Dragon Race was governed by bloodline hierarchy. Those of lower bloodlines had no ability to resist those of higher bloodlines.
And Ancestral Dragon had the highest bloodline of all dragons. They had no reason to resist him; every dragon bowed willingly:
"Greetings, Lord Ancestral Dragon!"
"At ease!"
Ancestral Dragon sat on the throne, a hint of smugness on his face. Even after all this time, he still relished it.
Before transmigrating, who could've imagined he'd one day have so many dragons kneeling before him?
He spoke:
"I have summoned you all today to announce an important matter!"
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