Old King of Immortal Grade, Primordial Unity Qi, Slap

"This cluster of Purple-Green Dragon Mushroom suffered a Heavenly Tribulation; its intelligence and a portion of its offshoots were struck into oblivion, leaving only a husk to linger in this world."

"Of course, had it truly survived, it might have been an adopted child to you two, and the true king of this Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well herb garden."

As the Dragon Emperor spoke, he cast a glance at the Two Kings of Water and Fire beside him.

Just then, the current King of Immortal Herbs stepped forward and chimed in, "Our Emperor truly possesses a unique and discerning eye."

"This cluster of Purple-Green Dragon Mushroom was indeed the previous King of Immortal Herbs of my herb garden."

"The method we used to awaken the two Dragon Kings was developed by this former Immortal King; he imparted it to me before the Heavenly Tribulation descended."

"However, compared to the King of Immortal Herbs from two generations ago, the 'Fragrant Silk Luo Flower', this Purple-Green Dragon Mushroom being able to leave behind even a husk is already thanks to the favor of the same-origin spring."

"After all, Youyou... she was struck down by the Heavenly Tribulation until her body and soul were utterly extinguished."

As Aromatic Silk Beauty thought of himself—fearing he might also be extinguished by the Heavenly Tribulation before long—he fell into a fit of sorrow.

The Dragon Emperor, however, ignored the mournful atmosphere. He pinched Aromatic Silk Beauty's chin and tilted it gently from side to side, saying, "Rest assured."

"As long as you can hold on for another dozen years or so, this Heavenly Tribulation will never descend again."

This teasing gesture, seen through the eyes of Infernal Delicate Apricot, made her nose ache with jealousy.

But Aromatic Silk Beauty was accustomed to the Dragon Emperor's relaxed tone and took it as the other party merely joking with him, so he half-jokingly replied, "Then I wish for Our Emperor to soar to the heights and win a life for this humble king."

The Dragon Emperor was just about to store the cluster of Purple-Green Dragon Mushroom into his Soul Tool.

Suddenly—

He seemed to sense something and strolled into the lush greenery.

A stalk of snow-white, jade-like immortal herb was immediately reflected in his pure gold pupils.

Aromatic Silk Beauty, who was accompanying him, was just about to open his mouth to introduce it.

The Dragon Emperor's voice rang out instead: "Primordial Immortal Grass, containing the Primordial One Breath, capable of tempering the user's entire body, bones, and soul power, accelerating the formation of a Soul Core."

Aromatic Silk Beauty was stunned, then nodded in flattery, "Our Emperor is truly knowledgeable. This Primordial Immortal Grass already possesses the foundation to give birth to intelligence and can manifest as a spirit at any time."

"However, once this Primordial One Breath enters the body, no matter who it is, they will never be able to consume any other medicinal materials again, not even a twelfth-grade divine medicine."

Aromatic Silk Beauty said this in hopes of protecting this Primordial Immortal Grass.

Little did he know, the Dragon Emperor slowly squatted down, memories of his past life flickering in his eyes...

"Primordial One Breath, heh, infinite potential."

"A-Jin and I were born bathing in chaos, sigh..."

"Things have changed and people are gone; I never imagined that a creation of the Primordial One Breath would still remain in this world."

Aromatic Silk Beauty could tell that this Emperor of Immortal Herbs definitely had a story, so he wisely kept his mouth shut.

"It is a pity," the Dragon Emperor shook his head, quite regretfully, "Under the influence of the universe's new laws, the Primordial One Breath is ultimately a remnant of the old era. Like us beasts, it can no longer have the possibility of becoming a god."

"Therefore, even if this immortal herb, which can reject divine grades, has further growth potential, it can only stop before the twelfth grade and has no fate with the divine."

As the Dragon Emperor's sigh fell, the Holy Dragon King and the Goddess of Love, who had been standing stiffly in place, finally ended their state of stasis.

In just a few minutes, both had undergone significant changes: one's body density had increased, and the other's soul body color had become increasingly profound.

The Dragon Emperor tossed the object in his hand and said, "A cluster of Purple-Green Dragon Mushroom, the previous generation's Immortal King of this garden; it counts as an unexpected joy."

"If I can add a touch of 'dragon color' to this flower-fairy body, with this reserve, and then awaken the Amethyst Dragon martial soul, perhaps I can obtain a kind of fortune that plunders the creation of heaven and earth."

Similar fortunes, such as:

Those who consume the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum have a chance to cultivate a Diamond Indestructible Body;

Those who consume the Earth Dragon Golden Melon have a chance to inherit the power of the Earth Dragon Turning Over;

Those who consume the Infernal Delicate Apricot and the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass have a chance to possess immunity to ice and fire.

Looking at the first generation of Shrek's Seven Devils, apart from Tang San and Ning Rongrong, no one had truly been able to develop any of the hidden potentials of the immortal herbs.

In the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Hundred Treasures Record, although the hidden effects of the Purple-Green Dragon Mushroom were not recorded, as a dragon-type Immortal King born with dragon energy, it was impossible for it not to have hidden secrets!

"Congratulations to Our Emperor, for obtaining all four treasures."

"Next, shall we return to Proud Arrival City in the East Sea, or..."

The Holy Dragon King made a gesture as if to take out an aviation Soul Tool.

The Dragon Emperor, however, said with great ambition, "Let us set off for the Star Luo Continent."

"When the time comes, use your Dragon-Slaying Blade to directly split the barrier at the lowest level of the Dragon Tomb space, take me back to awaken the basic state of my past life, and by the way, take out a few Amethyst Dragon bones to forge a weapon that suits my hand for practice."

But facing the faint smile of the Dragon Emperor that made the whole garden lose its color...

The Holy Dragon King rubbed his cheeks in a somewhat awkward manner and said with some difficulty, "Reporting... reporting to Our Emperor."

"That Dragon-Slaying Blade... is currently not with this humble king."

The Dragon Emperor's smile stiffened, and he blinked his eyes, saying, "You didn't bring it out of the Dragon Tomb?"

"Uh..." the Holy Dragon King swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "That Dragon-Slaying Blade left the Dragon Tomb a step before this humble king."

As he spoke, the Holy Dragon King recounted the process of how he had thrown the blade to break the boundary.

The Dragon Emperor fell silent, and the atmosphere congealed.

The Aromatic Silk Beauty hurriedly retreated, the Goddess of Love tactfully returned to her place, and even the Two Kings of Water and Fire drifted far away.

With a crisp "slap," the Dragon Emperor backhanded the Holy Dragon King across the face.

Although it left no mark on the other's cheek, the back of his own right hand emitted a "crack" as the bones snapped inward at the root.

"Do you realize that your Dragon-Slaying Blade is the best key we have for freely crossing the Dragon Tomb Boundary Wall?"

"Without this key, given your strength, you might be able to tear the boundary wall open for two or three days, but how is this body of mine supposed to withstand the sharpness of the boundary wall's fissures?"

The Holy Dragon King knew he had committed a grave error; he immediately knelt on one knee, lowered his head to endure the scolding, and simultaneously withdrew his protective soul power, preparing to receive a second slap at any moment.

But seeing the Holy Dragon King in this state—ready to accept punishment and indifferent to life or death—the Dragon Emperor felt a wave of dizziness.

He was an Emperor; when his subordinates caused problems, he had to find a way to solve them.

If he could not return to the depths of the Dragon Tomb, how else was he to replicate the vast Sub-Dragon Origin Data of his previous incarnation?

Patting his forehead beneath his pinkish-purple hair with his other hand, the Dragon Emperor, with his world-shaking intellect, immediately conceived of another viable path.

He poked the center of the Holy Dragon King's brow and said, "I don't care what method you use, while I return to the Dragon Tomb to awaken my martial soul, you are to find the Dragon-Slaying Blade and bring it back."

"Furthermore, contact the Xu Family of the sun immediately and requisition the highest-level awakening chamber at the Tiandou City Spirit Pagoda."

"I intend to reverse-engineer the human awakening array so that my dragon soul can exit this body and make a trip back to the Dragon Tomb."

"Afterward, have the Xu Family protect this new body of mine with all their might."

"Do you understand?!"

The Dragon Emperor's golden pupils shimmered with a purple hue, and a will of destruction hovered over the herb garden.

Granted a chance at redemption, the Holy Dragon King hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Yes, Di Guangming—obeys your command!"