True Dragon Tribe's Destiny-Long Yin

Qin Wangchuan first tried to select the Origin Source twice simultaneously using his mind, but there was no response.

It seems we can't choose the same thing twice.

Without much hesitation, Qin Wangchuan made his choice.

"I choose 3: Origin Source +770, and 4: Enhanced Appraisal Technique."

[Rewards are being carried over...]

[Current Origin Source: 122.5 times]

In an instant, a familiar warm current surged from nothingness into his limbs and bones, quickly merging into the Origin Source his Immortal Body.

Immediately afterwards, another strange feeling arose.

The so-called art of appraising treasures is not a specific skill.

Rather, it is intuition refined from countless experiences.

At this moment, a massive amount of knowledge about identification was being brutally poured into Qin Wangchuan's mind.

An ordinary person might actually be overwhelmed by the moment.

But now, having been washed away by countless distracting thoughts day and night in his Sea of Consciousness of consciousness, Qin Wangchuan only paused slightly before absorbing all this knowledge.

"Not bad."

Qin Wangchuan nodded in satisfaction.

"This simulation, aside from the amusement of those unscrupulous merchants ripping each other off, yielded almost no useful information about the Ancient Dragon Minor Realm itself..."

He frowned slightly, still unable to find where his simulated self had gone.

So what should we do?

Naturally, it's simulation, start it!

[Ancient Dragon Minor Realm, Directional Simulation Begins]

[Simulation Count - 3]

[Remaining Simulation Count: 16]

[Your name is Long Yin, an orphan of the True Dragon Clan lost to the world, the Fated Child bearing the Ancestral Blood.]

[To retrieve the dragon egg, awaken your bloodline, revitalize the Dragon Clan, and even become the Ancestral Dragon, commanding all dragons, is a mission etched deep within your bloodline.]

[However, it was you who, after an unexpected long slumber, awoke in the Spirit Dragon Realm and became an ordinary disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect.]

You grew up there.

Although the Azure Cloud Sect is not a prestigious sect, its members are all simple and kind-hearted.

[No one discriminated against you because of the scales and nascent dragon horns that appeared on your body; on the contrary, everyone took great care of you as a child.]

This peaceful situation continued for a long time.

[Until recently, the long-dormant call from the depths of my blood has grown increasingly urgent.]

[Following your instincts, you bid farewell to your sect, and after many twists and turns, finally arrived at the Glazed Realm, the place where the Ancient Dragon Minor Realm is about to open. You know that the time has come to fulfill your bloodline mission.]

[Day 0 of entering the Secret Realm]

You followed the surging crowd to the Yicheng, where you could see a magnificent yet ferocious pink crack in the sky, its Dragon Might power faintly visible, attracting countless cultivators.

The few fellow Rogue Cultivator you met on the road, who were traveling together briefly, saw you stop and stare blankly at the crack, and couldn't help but smile and urge you on:

"Brother, why did you stop?"

"Could it be that they were stunned by the magnificent sight?"

The group laughed good-naturedly.

Although we only met by chance on the road, it was very comfortable to spend time together.

Only...

"The entrance isn't here."

You suddenly spoke.

As he finished speaking, his gaze swept past the crowd and the crack in the sky, looking towards the distance—a stark contrast to the bustling Yicheng —a range of mountains shrouded in mist.

The call of blood emanated clearly from that direction, a hundred times stronger than the attraction of the crack before their eyes!

"The entrance is over there."

You turned around and said earnestly to your companions, "I'm going that way. Do you want to come with me?"

The group was taken aback by his words, exchanged glances, and then laughed, assuming he was just nervous or talking nonsense.

"You're talking nonsense again, bro!"

"Everyone's rushing here, how could the entrance be in some desolate wilderness?"

As they talked, seeing that you had no intention of changing your mind, they didn't press you.

He bowed to you and said, "Since our paths diverge, let us part ways here."

Be very careful when you're alone!

They pat you on the shoulder, their tone concerned.

This gesture of farewell effectively shut down any explanation you were about to give.

"We'll meet again someday, though mountains and rivers may separate us!"

Watching everyone leave, you thought to yourself that the people outside weren't as bad as your senior sisters had said.

You only turned around after his figure disappeared from sight, leaving the main group behind and walking alone towards the Cloudmist Mountains.

[Simulated pause.]

"In the opposite direction to the crack in Yicheng..."

When Qin Wangchuan saw this simulation, he subconsciously turned around.

Ye Jianwei, nestled in his arms, was startled by his sudden movement, her small face filled with confusion:

"Young Master?"

"Fine."

After offering a reassuring remark, Qin Wangchuan stood up and looked towards the vast mountain range behind Yicheng.

"I see."

"That crack was not a sign of the Small World's impending destruction, but rather a deliberate illusion created by the True Dragon Tribe for ordinary people."

"Their purpose is to hide the true entrance."

"They are waiting for a Destined One will see through the illusion and find the true path."

"But knowing all this, I went down the opposite path, which is why Chen Mo couldn't find me."

Qin Wangchuan slowly withdrew his gaze, his eyes revealing a profound depth, as if he had seen through the Chess Game.

"The real and fake entrances are hidden so well..."

"This simulation was worth it."

This is truly a first; the simulation has barely begun and I already feel like I've already made my money back.

"But there's no rush."

He sat down again, pulled Ye Jianwei back into his arms, and looked down at the system panel.

His fingertips unconsciously touched the bell around the girl's neck, but his gaze had already pierced through the Light Screen, staring at the young man in the simulation who was embarking on his journey alone.

"Long Yin, an orphan of the True Dragon Clan, a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect..."

"Let me see what you, the Son of Destiny, will bring."

"Let me see too--"

"Your True Dragon Tribe, having gone to such lengths to orchestrate this scheme, what is your aim?"

[Simulation continues]

[Day 1 of entering the Secret Realm]

You ventured alone into the Cloudmist Mountains.

This place is rarely visited by people, yet it is exceptionally rich in Spiritual Qi, even carrying a trace of ancient and boundless Dragon Clan aura.

The call of your bloodline lies ahead, guiding you deeper.

Following the signs, you navigate through a maze of mist and bypass a naturally formed Dragon Form stone forest, finally arriving at an inconspicuous, low mountain wall.

The mountainside was covered with green vines, making it look no different from its surroundings.

He raised his hand and brushed it away. As the Dragon Scale on his arm lit up, the mountain wall rippled like water, revealing a passage just wide enough for one person to pass through.

Without hesitation, you ducked and crawled inside.

The passage was long and meandered downwards.

After walking for about half a day, you suddenly stopped, and your whole body crashed into an invisible barrier.

Push forward forcefully --

After passing through the barrier, a bright and open view suddenly appeared before us.

This place is not the dark, deep underground place one might imagine; rather, it's like a secluded, isolated Secret Realm.

The light was soft, the Spiritual Qi was so rich it was almost liquid, Rare Flowers and Exotic Herbs grew everywhere, and the air was filled with Dragon Breath that was a hundred times purer than the outside world.

In the distance, the outlines of ancient buildings built along the mountainside appear and disappear, magnificent and mysterious.

Just as you were staring intently, a clear voice suddenly came from behind you:

"Are you True Dragon too?"

Turning around abruptly, you see a young man dressed in Green Robe, who looks to be about your age, standing not far away.

It's looking at you with curious eyes.