True and False Destined Ones

Inside the True Dragon Clan Encampment.

The True Dragon Clan naturally sensed a faint, unfamiliar fluctuation of energy emanating from their own back mountain.

Given the recent frequent harassment from Alien Race, and suspecting it was a diversionary tactic, no further investigation was conducted; only increased vigilance was implemented.

To this day.

The Sanctuary, the Sacred Siming Pavilion.

Long Yue, who was sitting quietly in the center of the ancient formation, suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes!

"The aura of Sacred Relic... The Destined One has arrived!"

Without the slightest hesitation, and without the need for any preparation.

Ever since the image of destiny appeared in the mirror, she had been preparing for this moment.

Long Yue suddenly stood up, and the dark gold Dragon Pattern and fine scales flowing on her black dress moved, reflecting a deep and mysterious glow in the hall.

She stepped out of the sanctuary, her clear, cold, and authoritative voice instantly resounding throughout the entire sanctuary:

"Dragon Guard, heed my command!"

The elite Dragon Clan guards, who had been waiting in full battle array, quickly formed ranks, exuding a chilling aura.

Long Yue stood at the head of the group, her figure transforming into a golden streak of light as she sped towards the ancient battlefield on the back mountain, which was designated as a forbidden area.

Behind him, a hundred Dragon Guard followed closely, their scales rubbing together, their Dragon Might subtly revealed.

During her journey, Long Yue's emotions were far from as calm as they appeared.

In reality, although she appeared calm and resolute in front of Long Yin, deep down she harbored an indescribable trepidation and unease about the "Destined One" she was about to meet.

What will Destined One be like?

"If only she were a Dragon Girl, communication would be much easier..."

"But if it's a man, it's not necessarily a bad thing. Bloodline union and the birth of offspring to inherit the lineage are more beneficial to the revival of the clan... but..."

"Does he have another lover? Does he agree with the ideals of the True Dragon Clan? Is his personality gentle or violent...?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Long Yue's mind.

So much so that her fingers, which were clasped together in front of her, turned slightly white from the force, and there was a barely perceptible tremor at the fingertips.

So uneasy.

But that's only natural.

After all, that was someone she would serve for the rest of her life, entrust with everything, and even raise the next generation with.

"My destined partner... I hope she's someone I like."

With such complex and turbulent emotions, Long Yue led the Dragon Guard to the edge of the ancient battlefield behind the mountain.

From afar, she saw the Sacred Relic standing on the ground.

Ancestral Dragon Egg.

Long Yue took a deep breath, suppressing all distracting thoughts.

They didn't rush to land; first, they ordered a group of people to disperse and maintain order before slowly descending.

Although she had imagined countless possibilities along the way, she was still somewhat surprised when she actually saw the scene below.

Beside the dragon egg, there was no bewildered, curious, or nervous Son of Destiny as expected.

There were only two people.

A young man dressed in a black robe, with an unfathomable aura.

He was sitting casually on a boulder, his expression calm, as if he were just taking a short rest.

Beside him squatted a girl with exquisitely beautiful features, seemingly otherworldly, curiously fiddling with something on the ground with her small hands, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

They noticed someone falling from above.

The girl immediately raised her head, glanced at Long Yue with her clear golden dragon eyes, and then, as if seeking a sense of security, leaned closer to the man and offered her small hand.

The man then took the girl's hand and patted it gently, as if to comfort her.

This scene was unlike anything Long Yue had envisioned.

There was no excitement, no probing, no worship of the Sacred Relic.

There was only an eerie calm.

As Long Yue quickly rehearsed her prepared remarks in her mind, she slowly descended to the ground with the Dragon Guard.

'With the Ancestral Dragon Egg here, there is no doubt that he is the Destined One.'

In her opinion.

Although the man's aura was deep and restrained, he subtly exuded an ancient and noble Dragon Might's might, as well as a dominant presence.

It better aligns with her imagination of "destiny".

Rather, it's simply perfect.

This is what Destined One should look like!

This is the kind of attitude my future partner should have!

Thinking about this...

Long Yue walked forward step by step.

She stopped about three steps in front of Qin Wangchuan.

Then, the gazes of the Dragon Guard behind him suddenly froze.

Under the incredulous gaze of everyone—this Sacred Heir Fate Warden, who had never shown any courtesy to anyone, slowly lifted the hem of her magnificent and intricate dress, bent her knees, and knelt before Qin Wangchuan.

Such a beautiful woman was kneeling before him in an almost submissive posture.

From Qin Wangchuan's vantage point, he could get a perfect view of the graceful curves beneath the palace dress, and the impressive cleavage on her chest that was made even more prominent by her kneeling posture.

The visual impact is deadly.

However, Qin Wangchuan's gaze did not linger on the alluring scenery.

Looking down, he caught an even more subtle detail—

Both knees.

If I remember correctly, in the simulation, Long Yue knelt on one knee before Long Yin.

On the original route, for Long Yue...

Long Yin's performance was too immature, and his aura was not strong enough.

Therefore, although she respected Long Yin, he was not someone she should serve before he entered the dragon egg to undergo his transformation.

Long Yue was waiting for the Destined One, and she was serving the Ancestral Dragon.

Therefore, her respect for Long Yin was more of a formality.

But Qin Wangchuan is different.

This is exactly what Long Yue envisioned the Destined One should be like.

"I pledge my allegiance to you, the Destined One."

Long Yue raised her head, her exquisite face filled with solemnity and piety, her voice clear and firm, "My name is Long Yue."

"I am the Sacred Heir Fate Warden of the True Dragon Tribe, in charge of the clan's core inheritance and Fate Warden affairs."

"From this day forward, everything I own belongs to you."

"Our union, and the offspring we will have, will be the hope for the continuation and rise of our people."

The language is blunt, and the temptation is blatant.

They have dedicated themselves to the cause, bound together with their personal responsibilities and the future of their community.

Qin Wangchuan, however, remained calm and gleaned a crucial piece of information from it.

'Is it because I can't tell the difference, because of the refined Ancestral Dragon Blood within me?'

Thinking it over, he didn't reply, but gently pulled Dragon Scale, who was beside him, to his front.

"You've admitted your mistake."

He said calmly, "This is the Destined One."

After saying that, he casually pointed to the Ancestral Dragon Egg next to him.

It means: Don't waste time, deal with the important matters first.

"Admit... admit your mistake?"

Long Yue was stunned; for the first time, a clear look of astonishment appeared on her exquisite face.

She naturally sensed the pure and ancient aura of True Dragon emanating from the girl.

In comparison, the Dragon Might's might that faintly emanated from Qin Wangchuan was more ancient and profound.

Like an undercurrent surging beneath the abyss, silent yet all the more oppressive.

"Wait, how did he know about the Destined One?"

A thought flashed through Long Yue's mind.

But delving into these details at this moment is pointless.

Take the person back first, and everything will become clear.

She quickly composed herself, turned her gaze to the Ancestral Dragon Egg, and gently touched the invisible barrier, explaining:

"Due to the impact of external forces and the seal of the Demon Race, the Sacred Relic has entered a deep state of self-defense."

"Removing the core seal isn't difficult, but it requires utilizing the clan's Holy Land, necessitating the relocation of two individuals..."

As Long Yue spoke, she subconsciously turned her head to see Qin Wangchuan's reaction.

But then they saw Qin Wangchuan already leading Dragon Scale a few steps forward.

Noticing her gaze, Qin Wangchuan stopped and turned to look at her.

His eyes were calm and expressionless, yet they seemed to know everything.

Let's go.

He said.

These two simple words convey an undeniable sense of control.

Long Yue was slightly taken aback.

The tension that had been building in my heart due to vigilance did not ease; instead, it was quietly enveloped by a deeper curiosity.

Powerful, mysterious, as if everything is under their control.

Who... is he?

After a moment of silence, she finally nodded.

Please come with me.