God-Tier Lie Detector, Heading to Tiandou City

The edge of the jade cup spun against his lips as the Dragon Emperor watched the family drama unfold in silence.

In this world, father-son relationships never seem to change: they are either as tense as mortal enemies or as distant as strangers.

When they interact, it is either like just now, each holding their own ground and trying every way to force the other to accept their viewpoint; or like now, falling into a mutual silence that suddenly turns the atmosphere cold.

Yet, the Dragon Emperor neither revealed his identity nor mediated the conversation; he remained a silent, invisible spectator throughout.

Ever since he bestowed the inherited martial souls upon the Xu Clan of the Sun Moon Empire tens of thousands of years ago, he had used the eyes of countless awakened ones to witness many such situations.

Meanwhile, Bi Ji twisted her fingers together at his side, seemingly anxious about whether her father-in-law would blame her for... picking the leaves from her mother-in-law's grave.

Over with the father and son.

It was their first meeting in hundreds of thousands of years.

The Holy Dragon King did not want to sour the relationship, lest he leave his son with an impression of being overbearing.

To break the tension, he took the initiative to speak: "By the way, Xiao Tian... this is for you."

It was the Dark Dragon King's crown, which the Holy Dragon King held out with a calm expression.

"This is?" Di Tian took the crown, his eye sockets suddenly turning red and moist.

During that final battle of the clan, the Nine Kings had truly fallen; as his mother was the Dark Dragon King, she naturally could not have escaped that fate.

Now that even her crown had fallen, it proved that even her dragon soul had likely... dissipated within the Dragon Tomb.

"Mother..."

Di Tian could not help but cover his face with one hand.

The Holy Dragon King sighed and said, "It is a pity that, due to the changes in the laws of the universe, your mother's godhood has already become invalid; otherwise, you could have been crowned and become the new King of the Dark Dragon Clan."

At this moment, Di Tian seemed to understand his father's viewpoint and stubbornness a little better.

Indeed, the Dragon Clan could not afford to produce another Dragon God who would slaughter his own kin.

But faced with the increasingly powerful human soul guidance technology, soul beasts had been pushed to the brink of extinction; did they have any other path to choose?

At this thought, Di Tian's golden pupils became resolute.

He pushed the Dark Crown back with a firm hand and said in a resonant tone, "No, Father, I cannot take what you love."

"I want to achieve the position of Beast God on my own, and I will do my utmost to assist my Lord in restoring the former glory of our Dragon Clan."

"You..." The Holy Dragon King had a belly full of words stuck in his throat.

Of all the things he could have said, he only managed to choke out: "Youthful and frivolous."

"No, Father." Di Tian gripped his father's palm, saying each word with deliberate weight: "There is little left in this world for me to cling to. Rather than lingering on in agony under the heavenly tribulations, I would rather gamble my life to carve out a future for the Dragon Clan alongside my Lord!"

Suddenly, a "snap" of fingers echoed from behind Di Tian.

The little brat in his eyes suddenly tossed an object into the air and chirped, "Catch!"

Di Tian instinctively reached out to catch it, and a pitch-black stone with an incredibly heavy feel appeared in his palm.

"Crow-Absolute Stone?" With his vast experience, Di Tian recognized the origin of this strange stone at a single glance.

He weighed the Crow-Absolute Stone in his hand and immediately frowned: "What is the meaning of this?"

The purple-haired Dragon Emperor flicked his finger to retrieve the stone, curling his lips into a faint smile: "Nothing, just testing you."

Di Tian frowned: Are the beasts of the Lovesick Heartbreak Red... always this arrogant?

The Holy Dragon King also chimed in to smooth things over: "Eh, perhaps he just wanted to see if you could hold the weight of this Crow-Absolute Stone."

Perhaps because the Dragon Emperor's current youthful appearance made it too easy for others to underestimate him, Di Tian did not pay much attention to this mischievous child.

After all, he had just learned from his father's conversation that this "beast" of the Lovesick Heartbreak Red had already passed the Goddess of Love's divine trials and was highly likely to become a second-tier god in the future, breaking a hole from "zero to one" in the curse that prevented beasts from becoming gods.

Di Tian returned to the topic of his father and son, immediately remembering the reserved Bi Ji standing to the side, so he hurriedly took her hand and introduced his wife to his father.

In a harmonious atmosphere, Di Tian first cordially invited Di Guangming to stay in the Star Dou Forest for a few years, but as expected, after being politely declined, he felt a slight regret but did not force the issue.

The space gate opened, and the farewell between father and son lacked excessive sentimentality or tears.

After Di Tian bowed slightly to Di Guangming, he stepped into the transparent space with Bi Ji.

"Sigh..." The Holy Dragon King sighed as he watched his son's retreating figure.

He turned back to look at the Dragon Emperor, who was still playing with the Crow-Absolute Stone but had returned to a calm and steady posture, and immediately asked the confusion in his heart: "Emperor, why did you not allow this humble king to... explain to Xiao Tian..."

The Dragon Emperor spoke the words the other dared not ask: "Not allow you to explain the power of the path of merging Gold and Amethyst?"

"Yes." The Holy Dragon King nodded.

After that conversation, he realized that both he and his son shared a common cognitive blind spot.

That was the blind belief that the Dragon God bloodline, as the source of the True Dragon, was the strongest bloodline in the current universe.

Even though the Dragon God had already failed once due to the act of creation, both father and son still believed that recreating the former Dragon God was the optimal solution for revitalizing the Dragon Clan.

It was not until he was about to dissipate in the Dragon Tomb and was pointed out by the Amethyst Dragon Emperor that he suddenly realized: the reason the Dragon God could not master both creation and destruction simultaneously...

Was because the Dragon God bloodline itself was a flawed product.

Only by uniting Gold and Amethyst, bringing together these twins separated in chaos, and merging the True Dragon Origin with the Sub-Dragon Origin, could one possibly piece together a truly complete "Dragon."

Therefore, the Holy Dragon King believed firmly: as long as he laid out this path, his son Di Tian would have the same epiphany as he did—waking up to the truth, leaving the service of the Silver Dragon King, and dedicating himself to the path of assisting the Dragon Emperor's growth.

By walking this correct path, the father and son would not even need to do anything; they would only need to guard the Dragon Emperor, eating, drinking, strolling, and sightseeing in the human world.

They would quietly wait for the Dragon Emperor's new body to mature until it could bear his past-life cultivation, then they could finish off that sliver of the God King's soul, break the eighteen seals, and retrieve the Golden Dragon King's divine core, bloodline, and forty-ninth rib.

They would allow the Dragon Emperor to become the complete, ultimate creation, then devour the Silver Dragon King and the Dragon God Heart, fusing creation and destruction to complete the great cause of reviving their race.

On this righteous path, everything was so relaxed and effortless.

But why did the Dragon Emperor refuse to let him bring it up?

The Dragon Emperor's answer, however, was simple, direct, and clear: "Because after your son returns, he will intentionally let something slip, or even act as an informant."

"When that time comes, the Silver Dragon King will certainly take the Golden Dragon King's host and go into hiding."

"But for me, losing either the Golden or Silver Dragon King would be a tremendous loss."

"With only these last ten years remaining, I do not want any more complications, and I especially do not want to reach my peak only to find that I am missing the Godheads of Destruction and Creation."

But the Holy Dragon King retorted: "My Emperor, this humble servant dares to believe that you... have misunderstood Xiao Tian."

"As his father, I know this child quite well; he is not the type of fence-sitter who acts one way on the surface and another behind your back."

"Moreover, once he commits to something, he will fight for it and sacrifice everything, even his own life and soul."

The Dragon Emperor asked back with sharp, biting words: "Then what if he is secretly in love with the Silver Dragon King? Do you still dare to guarantee that he won't develop feelings of compassion and intentionally let something slip?"

Di Guangming was stunned by the sudden question.

Because he had just received his son's unwavering assurance, he had not doubted this point at all.

But the Dragon Emperor did not waste words; he tossed the Crow-Absolute Stone backhanded and told the other to catch it.

"Do you love your wife?" the Dragon Emperor asked.

The Holy Dragon King nodded without hesitation: "I do, from birth until death."

The Dragon Emperor asked again: "Do you love A-Jin... or rather, do you love your Divine Ancestor?"

The Holy Dragon King's gaze became firm instantly: "I do. The position of the Divine Ancestor in this humble servant's heart can never be replaced."

"Then do you love your son?" the Dragon Emperor asked finally.

"I do." The Holy Dragon King's tone remained firm, though his voice was laced with headache and helplessness.

"Then you are very honest." The Dragon Emperor stopped asking questions, retrieved the Crow-Absolute Stone, and weighed it in his hand as he introduced it: "This is the only god-level lie detector in the world."

"Do you understand now?"

"Hm?!" Di Guangming finally had an epiphany: "So that is how it is?"

He recalled his son's many strange behaviors, such as avoiding the topic of reproduction and becoming incoherent whenever the Silver Dragon King was mentioned... and so on.

At this moment, the Holy Dragon King connected all these issues together.

The Dragon Emperor, having observed the entire process, had long since seen through Di Tian's psychology through changes in tone and expression.

The final toss of the Crow-Absolute Stone was merely to confirm his suspicions.

After all, through the perspective of the Xu bloodline, he had already seen all the affairs of the world over ten thousand years; the Dragon Emperor had long been accustomed to the tropes of subordinates secretly loving their superiors or students secretly loving their teachers in the human world.

And after tens of thousands of years of companionship, it would be strange if feelings did not develop over time.

If it were an ordinary human guarding her, they would likely be secretly fantasizing about the situation in the dead of night after just three or five days.

"Divine Ancestor, Tianyi requests an audience."

At the entrance to the terrace, Xu Tianyi held a sheet of data.

"What is it? Speak," the Dragon Emperor asked without turning his head.

Xu Tianyi straightened the paper and reported: "The person you wanted to investigate, Tang Wulin, the specific data has been fully collected."

"The Golden Dragon King's host?" The Holy Dragon King did not forget his duty; he took the paper and signaled for Xu Tianyi to withdraw.

Immediately after, he read from the data: "Tang Wulin, six years old."

"Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Innate Soul Power: level 3."

"Foster father: Tang Ziran, foster mother: Lang Yue."

"Home address: No. 23 Coastal Avenue, Proud Arrival City."

"..."

The Dragon Emperor closed his hand to put away the Crow-Absolute Stone, looking enlightened as he said: "It is indeed his offspring."

The Holy Dragon King raised a brow: "My Emperor, to whom do you refer?"

The Dragon Emperor connected all the clues: "Surname Tang, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, and a body containing a God King's soul sliver and a seal strong enough to imprison a God King."

"Think about this Douluo Plane; in these last twenty thousand years, besides the Tang Sect founder Tang San, who else could have achieved the cultivation of a God King?"

He snatched the data away and said: "The Asura God King's Asura Sword, the main divine artifact that triggers the Sword of Three Realms Judgment."

"I think I know how the Golden Dragon King met his end."

The Dragon Emperor's pure gold pupils stared at the lines of text with particularly detailed descriptions in the "Foster Father Information" column at the very bottom:

Tang Ziran, original name: Tang Muran.

Current occupation: Contracted mecha mechanic under our company.

Former occupation: Cadre-level mecha designer for the Sun Moon Federation. He went missing during a Level 4 key mecha design project, after which he went into hiding for personal reasons. He is currently living in seclusion at 23 Binhai Road, Proud Arrival City, East Sea.

The Dragon Emperor shook his head and said, "These people all have quite the stories. That Tang San really knows how to make things difficult for his son."

"My Emperor," a shadow of gloom appeared in the eyes of the Holy Dragon King, "should this humble one take this opportunity to use some methods on this couple?"

As the Dragon King who once guided the prayers of the dragon race, he was naturally adept at subtle mental manipulation.

"No!" The Dragon Emperor's pure gold pupils slowly turned purple, radiating a terrifying dragon might. "Don't forget what I just told you; do not create unnecessary complications!"

"Yes." The Holy Dragon King returned to his usual reserved demeanor.

His pair of purple-gold dragon eyes returned to pure gold. The Dragon Emperor withdrew his bloodline pressure and paced toward the distance.

The Holy Dragon King hurried to follow.

At the end of their path was a circular landing pad, set up on the rooftop terrace of this Spirit Pagoda.

A pitch-black, light-absorbing aircraft with a sleek fuselage sat steadily on the landing pad.

Against the backdrop of the night, if one did not look closely, an ordinary person would find it difficult to even notice this aircraft made of light-absorbing material.

The Sun Soul Masters led by Xu Tianyi had used this very aircraft to travel from Ming Capital to Proud Arrival City in less than half a day.

Although the short distance was a factor, it was enough to demonstrate the speed of this soul tool aircraft.

The Holy Dragon King quickened his pace to the side of the soul tool aircraft and turned back to ask, "My Emperor, if we depart overnight, will it be too hasty?"

"Perhaps you should rest for the night? After all, your soul and body were unstable this afternoon; if you add the bumps of this journey..."

The Dragon Emperor shook his head. "No need."

He raised his left wrist, clenched his fist, and said with confidence, "As far as I know, that God of Emotions, Huo Yuhao, plucked a Lovesick Heartbreak Red from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well ten thousand years ago."

"Now that another ten thousand years have passed, I presume a new one has grown there, and it must have over one hundred thousand years of cultivation."

"As long as I fuse with that Lovesick Heartbreak Red, I can not only make up for the flaw of having a strong soul but a weak body, but it will also significantly boost this Flower Immortal Physique."

"By then, awakening the Amethyst Dragon martial soul will be a matter of course."

After speaking, he performed a nimble side-flip and boarded the co-pilot seat of the soul tool.

Hearing this well-reasoned analysis, the Holy Dragon King no longer tried to dissuade him.

After checking the energy storage of the soul tool aircraft, he immediately leaped into the pilot's seat and skillfully put on the auxiliary helmet.

With a strange hum, a wave of intense magnetic noise expanded through the air.

Di Guangming gripped the drive sphere with both hands, piloted the stealth soul tool aircraft, slowly lifted off, turned around, and accelerated section by section as it sped toward the northern skyline.

The black-clad Sun Soul Masters of the Xu Family surged onto the rooftop in an orderly fashion.

They could not fail to notice that the vehicle they had arrived in was being flown away.

They never swayed the will of their god; they only obeyed and offered their sincere prayers.

"Beep."

Xu Tianyi activated the long-range single-line communicator and spoke quickly: "The Divine Ancestor has already departed Proud Arrival City. Notify the brothers who were preparing to come to change course."

"Target: The north of the continent—Tiandou City."

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