"I remember that deep within the Dragon Clan's treasure vault, there's still an ancient carriage from eons past.
It was forged using the essence of ten thousand years' worth of fragrant aloeswood, the souls and Dragon Pearls of nine primordial Azure Dragons, and rare treasures gathered from across the Four Seas and the eight directions. Ancestor Dragon himself took part in its creation: the Nine Dragons Sinking Incense Carriage.
Though, after the Dragon-Han Calamity, my clan became entangled in karmic burdens and our Fortune was obscured. The dragon souls fell asleep, and its radiant treasures hid their light.
Its foundations remain, however. It also contains a trace of the imperial aura from my Dragon Clan's heyday, as well as a symbol of the power to command the waters, summon clouds, and bring rain." Candle Dragon spoke slowly.
Ao Guang was startled. "The Nine Dragons Sinking Incense Carriage? It's one of the few treasures our clan has left that symbolizes Ancestor Dragon's majesty!
"Back then, Ancestor Dragon rode it on his tours of the Four Seas, with countless dragons following in his wake... Are we really going to give it away?"
"No matter how fine a treasure is, it's useless if it sits gathering dust." Candle Dragon sighed. "The age when the Dragon Clan ruled supreme is long past.
"Offering the carriage to Saint Zhenyuan will, first, demonstrate our clan's sincerity and heritage.
"Second, its qualities faintly accord with Saint Zhenyuan's status as Lord of the Earth Dao and Earth Emperor.
"And third... perhaps we can use the Saint's power and the Earth Dao's Fortune to nourish and awaken the dragon souls within the carriage, restoring its former glory. That would also fulfill Ancestor Dragon's intentions when he forged it. It serves several purposes at once."
Ao Guang considered this carefully,