Humans Became Dragons, Dragons Became Humans

According to the original trajectory...

That boy named Long Yin is the true Destined One, the destined ruler of the True Dragon Clan.

Based on the previous simulations, Qin Wangchuan could roughly guess his winding and tortuous path as the Protagonist.

He initially refused to enter the dragon egg, but returned to his sect with great reluctance.

Then the sect was attacked, and after many hardships, they returned to the Dragon Clan.

Gain power, bear responsibility.

Finally, the king's ferocious form descended from the sky, saving the sect from dire straits...

That was the path of the Son of Luck, a dramatic and Protagonist's journey.

But what about others now?

Qin Wangchuan's thoughts stirred slightly, and he called out to Long Yue.

Before long, Long Yue's figure quietly arrived.

She had changed out of the breathtakingly beautiful sacrificial robes she wore yesterday and put back on her cool and austere everyday Fate Warden, her glass dragon horns shimmering with a warm luster in the morning light.

The obedient dragon servant stopped a few steps behind Qin Wangchuan and bowed impeccably.

"Dragon Lord."

His voice was calm, revealing little emotion.

It was as if the person who swore to be his wife on the high platform yesterday, and who closed her eyes trembling in his palm yesterday, was not her.

After some questioning, it was learned that Long Yin was imprisoned.

At her suggestion, the Clan Elder, after deliberation, decided to execute her soon to prevent future trouble.

Upon hearing this, Qin Wangchuan's gaze fell upon the distant Cloud Sea. After a moment of contemplation, he spoke:

"Let it go."

"Release them?"

Long Yue's eyes flickered, not in rebuttal, but in a serious statement of opinion, "Dragon Lord, you may not know, but he is another Person of Destiny."

"The so-called Person of Destiny..."

"I know."

Qin Wangchuan interrupted her, his tone calm yet unquestionable, "Release him."

Long Yue was slightly taken aback, then lowered her eyes.

That feeling returned—the person before me seemed to know everything and control everything.

She said no more, bowed, and accepted the order, "Yes."

First, he issued an order for the immediate release of Long Yin, then raised his eyes and continued to fulfill his duty as a dragon attendant, "Forgive my bluntness, Dragon Lord."

"His existence may pose a threat to you in the future."

Obeying the Dragon Lord's orders is her duty.

But it is also the duty of the dragon attendants to remind and admonish them.

"Do you think he poses a threat to me?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Wangchuan scoffed, his gaze still fixed on the churning clouds in the distance. "Only the weak hesitate, fearing those who come after them and the fear of falling from a great height."

He paused, his voice carrying a detached calm.

"My path is not here, nor is it limited to this."

"Although you may not like to hear this, the so-called position of Dragon Lord means nothing to me."

Long Yue bowed deeply, and though she did not utter a word, her heart silently echoed:

'I know.'

'I knew it the moment I first saw you.'

Soon.

Long Yin, who had been imprisoned in a dark dungeon and thought he was doomed, was released in complete bewilderment.

The dragon egg was broken, and the call of his bloodline had completely subsided. He could now return to the Azure Cloud Sect.

Seeing that things were taking a turn for the better, before leaving, he mustered his courage and made one last request:

"Is there any way to completely hide them, or... remove them altogether?"

There really is a way.

A specially crafted Dragon-Slaying Blade capable of severing dragon horns.

But that would be tantamount to severing one's own dragon vein.

The matter was reported up the chain of command and eventually reached Qin Wangchuan.

Qin Wangchuan replied with only one word, "Yes."

Dragon-Slaying Platform, the ancient Dragon-Slaying Blade fell, its cold light flashing.

Long Yin let out a muffled groan, feeling a distinct cracking sensation on his forehead.

The tender dragon horns that had brought him endless humiliation snapped off with a snap.

The anticipated excruciating pain surged through his body like a tidal wave. He shuddered, his jaw clenched tightly, and veins bulged on his forehead, but he managed not to scream.

As he left, Long Yin's face showed no bitterness, only a sense of... relief.

That appearance, which was subjected to so much criticism and discrimination, has disappeared.

He finally became like everyone else.

Above the towering eaves of the Ancient Dragon Hall.

Qin Wangchuan and Long Yue stood side by side.

Long Yue gazed at the weak, receding figure and said, "Dragon horns are the lifeblood of our race, a symbol of power."

"After the dragon's horns are cut off, the Dragon Scale will gradually fade over time, and the dragon's tail will also disappear."

She softly described the consequences that would follow, "Afterward, his appearance will be no different from that of Human Race."

"As his bloodline becomes diluted, his offspring will no longer possess the blood of True Dragon."

At this point, Long Yue's glass-like eyes turned to Qin Wangchuan, carrying a hint of barely perceptible inquiry and admiration:

"Is this also... part of your plan?"

"Plan?"

Qin Wangchuan shook his head and asked in return, "In your eyes, becoming human seems to be a bad thing."

Long Yue pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Exactly."

"My True Dragon Clan is the head of all dragons, with noble blood, long lifespan, and exceptional talent. If given a choice, no one would willingly give up their dragon form and become a weak and short-lived Human Race."

"But your clan still retains something like the Dragon-Slaying Blade, doesn't it?" Qin Wangchuan retorted.

"That is..." Long Yue was speechless for a moment.

The very existence of the Dragon-Slaying Blade is a paradox.

It is less of an instrument of punishment for traitors and more of a choice, an opportunity.

The opportunity for dragons to become human.

"Good or bad is not defined by others."

Qin Wangchuan gazed at the sky, his voice distant, "Of course, some people yearn to transform into dragons, but at the same time, there are also dragons... who long to be human."

As he spoke, phantom images of Dragon Scale appeared on his body.

On his arm, one of the Dragon Scale gradually solidified, becoming condensed and dazzling.

He reached out and actually pulled it out.

The Dragon Scale detached from his body, transforming into a shimmering, iridescent crystal lying in his palm.

Qin Wangchuan stared intently at the scale, which contained immense power, his gaze deep, and murmured to himself:

"The man transformed into a dragon."

Before he could finish speaking, a thought flickered in his mind.

The Dragon Scale in his palm transformed into a barely perceptible stream of light, silently slicing through the sky and chasing after the receding black dot.

Finally, it disappeared into Long Yin's clothes and lay dormant.

It will only be revealed when the time of calamity arrives.

The wind lifted Qin Wangchuan's black robe.

He gazed in the direction where the streak of light had disappeared, and calmly finished the sentence:

"The dragon has turned into a human."

As the words fell, their lingering resonance dissipated in the wind.

After saying that, he got up and left.

It's time to prepare to meet Wei.

"Dragon Lord, won't you see him?" Even if Long Yue was slow to realize it, after witnessing the scene of giving away the Dragon Scale, she should have guessed that Qin Wangchuan and Long Yin might have a past connection.

"No." Qin Wangchuan shook his head, his steps unwavering. "Meeting would only create more karma."

"I know him, that's enough."

Long Yue followed half a step behind him, her eyelids lowered, her glassy eyes shimmering with light and shadow.

"You really are..."

She murmured softly, as if sighing or lamenting, "Noble, indeed."

"Noble?"

Qin Wangchuan chuckled, shook his head, and said with a hint of self-deprecation and indifference, "Come on."

"I'm nothing but a villain."

Dragons, humans, and villains alike.

Now that you've chosen this path, just keep going.

As Ye Jianwei led Yun Qingyao into the territory of the True Dragon Clan, the scene before them was somewhat unexpected.

The ancient Dragon Form building stands silently, still magnificent and majestic.

But upon closer inspection, several of them were already empty.

The doors and windows were wide open, like Giant Beast with its eye sockets hollowed out.

True Dragon was seen moving through the sky, not on patrol, but carrying enormous objects and stones deep into the tribe's territory.

All the dragons in the entire settlement started moving, as if they were about to completely move the entire area.

Along with it came a rich, powerful Dragon Might.

It felt like a heavy weight was pressing down on my chest.

Yun Qingyao was dressed in white, with a beautiful Qingjue appearance, and an aura of coldness that kept strangers at bay.

Her gaze swept calmly over everything before her, as if passing over a landscape of little interest. Her exquisite face remained expressionless, showing neither shock nor curiosity.

Ye Jianwei became secretly wary; she could feel the gazes around her.

The two had been discovered and watched long ago.

As news of the blind woman's arrival was reported up the chain of command, it gradually matched the description of the person the Dragon Lord had spoken of.

A cold, aloof figure arrived silently.

It was Long Yue.

She stopped a few steps in front of the two men and bowed respectfully.

After a brief exchange, the two confirmed each other's identities.

"The Dragon Lord has been waiting for a long time."

"Please follow me, gentlemen." Long Yue's voice was calm and even.

"Dragon Lord?"

Ye Jianwei voice, her heart sinking slightly.

Although we had anticipated that our Young Master would come alone with some preparations, it seems he intends to take over the entire True Dragon Clan entirely?

'As expected of my Young Master!'

Yun Qingyao's face remained expressionless; she simply stood there quietly, as if none of this concerned her.

Along the way, Long Yue briefly recounted everything that had happened since Qin Wangchuan arrived in this place.

From the return of the dragon egg to the breaking of the seal, and then to him and Dragon Scale entering the egg together to temper their bloodlines...

Ye Jianwei's eyebrows twitched as he listened.

Is this person telling the truth?

It seems like the Young Master is being a little too lenient.

Yun Qingyao remained silent, simply following quietly.

Just then, a Dragon Guard hurried over and whispered a few words to Long Yue.

Long Yue's eyebrows twitched slightly. After apologizing, she walked to the side and listened carefully.

"Someone has infiltrated?"

She hesitated for a moment, then returned to their side and asked:

"Do you two have any companions on this journey?"

Ye Jianwei shook his head. "No."

Yun Qingyao shook her head as well; the people she brought had already been led to rest elsewhere.

"I understand now."

Long Yue nodded without saying anything more. "It seems there's a mouse."

She summoned a dragon attendant and ordered him to continue guiding the two, then bowed and took her leave.

"I have urgent business to attend to, you two please go ahead."

Ye Jianwei didn't ask any further questions, only nodded, and left with the dragon attendant.

Watching the two figures disappear at the end of the corridor, Long Yue's expression suddenly darkened.

"As expected, Quasi-Emperor of the Demon Race couldn't have descended alone; he was waiting here all along."

She turned around, her clothes fluttering in the wind.

"Walk!"

--

The infiltrator was certainly not Demon Race.

Hou Yanzhi felt that he was simply a genius.

Ever since he died once at Ye Jianwei's hands, he had suppressed those thoughts.

No more rash actions, no more standing out.

They didn't even dare to look at his back.

I simply followed from a distance, chasing after that faint, almost imperceptible scent.

The breath stopped several times, and he paused each time, only daring to move forward again when it reappeared.

Following them all the way, they actually found the True Dragon Clan Encampment.

Upon seeing the magnificent Ancient Dragon Hall in the distance, Hou Yanzhi almost burst into laughter.

While others are still confused on the periphery, I've already reached the door.

"The first-mover advantage has been secured."

He suppressed his elation, crouched low, and looked around, his eyes gleaming with determination.

"Quick, quick, look around and see if there's a Dragon Girl —I want to take this beauty home!"

The maids, already used to it, silently dispersed to search for his target.

As for danger?

Not to Hou Yanzhi has always been lucky.

Good fortune and misfortune are intertwined.

We've already had our bad luck, surely some good fortune is on the way, right?

Long Yue stood in the shadows high above, coldly looking down at the sneaky figure.

The infiltrators were not Demon Race.

This young Human Race had a weak aura; he was clearly a Rogue Cultivator who had followed the two in front of him into the area.

According to the rules, after the Ancient Dragon Minor Realm was opened, it was tacitly permitted for outsiders to search for treasure.

Furthermore, given the unknown identity of the other party, taking rash action could easily lead to conflict.

Although we are not afraid of disputes, relocation is the top priority right now.

She didn't want to create any unnecessary complications at this critical juncture.

After considering all these factors, Long Yue chose to wait and see.

It must be said that Hou Yanzhi was indeed very lucky.

He managed to find several good things just by wandering around the edge of the camp.

The maids also benefited, their arms filled with odds and ends that their master had casually tossed over.

Long Yue frowned slightly.

Although this person was weak, his strong Qi Yun clearly indicated that he was Successor of some Dao Lineage.

She was about to look a little longer when her expression suddenly changed slightly—

In the distance, three dragon servants were leading Dragon Scale out.

That was Qin Wangchuan's order, to have her explore the cave where the dragon egg was first discovered, so that she might find something that had been overlooked.

As for why he did not accompany them, it was because he was preoccupied with matters concerning the True Dragon Clan.

The entire clan was being relocated, and many important matters required his decision as the Dragon Lord.

Long Yue shifted her gaze from Hou Yanzhi to that small figure.

Today, Dragon Scale was dressed in a light blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), with silk ribbons hand-woven by Long Yue tied to her dragon horns. She was obediently surrounded by three dragon servants.

A hint of tenderness flashed in Long Yue's eyes as she thought to herself, "She's so adorable."

Then I wondered, how could her small body withstand the Dragon Lord's watering?

I'm thinking about it.

Yu Guangzhong noticed that the ghostly figure suddenly froze.

Hou Yanzhi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

His gaze was fixed on the four figures in the distance, especially the smallest one—

"A stunningly beautiful loli!"

His breath caught in his throat for a moment.

"She's Dragon Clan loli!"

That angle, that aura, that innocent yet noble little face—

Hou Yanzhi swallowed hard, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes.

Something's about to explode!

No.

I'll follow them quietly and see if there's an opportunity...

The thought had barely formed in his mind, and he hadn't even had time to move a step—

Puff!

A sharp Finger Wind pierced through the air.

Hou Yanzhi didn't even have time to scream before a burst of blood mist erupted from his left eye!

"Ah--!!"

A piercing scream tore through the sky.

He staggered backward, clutching his bleeding eye socket, staring in utter horror in the direction from which the Finger Wind had come.

A cold, aloof figure stood high above, its glass dragon horns gleaming with a chilling light, looking down at him as if he were an ant oblivious to its fate.

"Ambush! Move out!"

Hou Yanzhi immediately deflated and turned to flee.

The maids around him didn't even dare to turn their heads and ran away.

This has happened so many times; we've long since become familiar with it.

Long Yue stood still, watching the disheveled figure tumble and crawl away until it disappeared from sight.

Once the person had disappeared from sight, she withdrew her gaze and let out a soft scoff.

"How dare a mere mortal covet the Ancestral Dragon Physique?"

"Moreover, she is the other half of that Dragon Lord."

Losing one of his eyes is already the lightest punishment.

In case.

She turned her head to look at the Dragon Guard beside her and gave the order:

"Go keep an eye on it."

"Any unusual movement is to be killed on the spot."

The Dragon Guard obeyed and departed.

Long Yue then turned around, moved swiftly, and chased after Dragon Scale in the direction she had left.

Although I don't know why the Dragon Lord wanted to separate from his other half, I still feel uneasy after thinking about it.

Let me personally escort them for the journey.

--

In the distance, Hou Yanzhi, clutching his bleeding eye socket, stumbled and fled into a secluded mountain ravine.

The maids hurriedly helped him sit down, and when one tried to bandage him, he pushed her away.

"Damn it... damn it!!"

He was panting heavily when he collapsed to the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Over the years, with his extraordinary Qi Yun, what dangers hasn't Hou Yanzhi faced? What women hasn't he won over?

He always follows others around, taking advantage of them all.

But today, I was actually being followed?

He even lost an eye!

If I hadn't escaped quickly, I might be dead here today!

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

Hou Yanzhi gasped for breath, gradually calming down.

It took him a long time to finally open his good eye and look back with lingering fear.

Several maids stood in a row, not daring to utter a sound.

"Oh well, bad luck."

"As long as the green hills remain, there's no need to fear a lack of women."

"Withdraw!"

Hou Yanzhi thought that as long as his identity wasn't exposed, he could do whatever he wanted without any problems.

Little did they know.

Some beings don't need to have their faces seen at all.