Big Dragon didn't know much about the world as it was now, but it seemed to know ancient history in great detail. Apparently, it had existed since the previous era of spiritual energy.
The stories it told Yue Wen about the Imperial Dragon Emperor completely upended the history that was commonly known today. Yue Wen certainly wouldn't dare go around spreading them; he'd have to settle for being privately shocked.
If he went around telling people that the Imperial Dragon Emperor was a deadbeat, forget about entering the Dragon Hall to cultivate—he'd probably be arrested and skinned alive by the united Dragonkin of the Four Seas.
If his parents really had been taken by the Dragon Hall, then he might be able to reunite with them.
After leaving the main hall, he packed everything away. By then, it was already late. He'd only slept for a little while before dawn broke. When Yue Wen opened his eyes, he felt the small snake tattoo on his shoulder radiating affection and dependence, and couldn't help finding it rather miraculous.
He'd thought it over yesterday. The copper coin left behind by the Imperial Dragon Emperor should have remained on Snake Mountain, where some mysterious being refined it into a cauldron. Later, that bunch of lunatics must have dug it out and handed it, along with the Demon Emperor Skin, to the departing "Qi Mo Ji," asking her to deliver them to the Purple Throne in the Demon Realm in the hope of securing a rescue.
In other words, those lunatics probably didn't know what the Dragon Script inside the bronze cauldron said, either.
Most likely, all they knew was that there was a little snake inside the cauldron.
As for Qi Mo Ji later selling the bronze cauldron and the Demon Emperor Skin,