Dragon's Might Attracts Beasts

When Xuan Qing arrived at the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest, it was already late at night, so he slipped directly into his space to sleep for the night.

Waking up the next day feeling refreshed, he finally began to inspect what exactly the additional reward was.

Xuan Qing carefully sensed the information within his mind.

"A God King-level phantom strike count?"

His eyes widened in shock.

"One strike opportunity every ten levels? Are you kidding me? This is way too absurd, isn't it?"

But upon second thought, Xuan Qing suddenly understood; the trial grounds of the Douluo Continent all had High Priests.

For example, Bo Saixi of Sea God Island or Qian Daoliu of the Martial Soul Hall—weren't these essentially the High Priests of the Azure Dragon?

It was just that this one was a bit unconventional, being a projection descended personally by the Azure Dragon.

What else did he have to worry about then?

Even if the Silver Dragon King were to awaken, the God King-level Azure Dragon phantom could pin her to the ground and rub her face in the dirt!

Xuan Qing rubbed his hands in excitement: "This is more than just a bodyguard; it's a mobile nuclear bomb."

Never mind a single Silver Dragon King; even if the Dragon God were resurrected and joined by the current five God Kings in a siege, whether they could defeat a God King-level Azure Dragon would be another matter entirely.

Immortal methods were not something the Douluo Continent could compare to; after all, one of the Sea God's strongest skills, "Gone Forever," was just throwing that fish fork.

He left the space and walked into the town, intending to inquire about information regarding soul beasts.

Several thugs surrounded him, led by a man with a scar on his face and a lecherous look in his eyes.

The scar-faced man let out a lecherous laugh, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"A kid all by himself!"

"Scram!"

After his Azure Dragon martial soul awakened, his hair had indeed changed, but that was nothing strange—did martial souls not affect hair color?

Seeing his young age and ordinary clothes, yet sensing his extraordinary temperament, these people found that long, blue-green hair quite eye-catching.

Although his clothes were cheap, paired with his looks, he was the spitting image of a down-and-out young nobleman.

The scar-faced man clearly had ulterior motives, wanting to both rob him of his money and sell him off.

"You've got quite the temper."

He gave a wink, and the lackeys around them closed in tighter.

Knowing they were ill-intentioned and not wanting to waste breath, Xuan Qing waved his left hand, and the Qilin Seal flew out, growing in the wind.

In an instant, it became like a small mountain and slammed down with a thunderous crash!

The scar-faced man didn't even have time to scream before he was smashed into a pulp, leaving a deep crater in the ground.

The dozen or so lackeys following behind were scared witless; they froze for two seconds before turning and running for their lives.

"Did I tell you to run?"

With a thought, Xuan Qing utilized spatial power to appear directly in front of them.

The lackeys slammed into each other, coming to a sudden halt, looking at Xuan Qing as if they had seen a ghost.

"Do you want to live?"

The dozen or so men nodded repeatedly.

"If you want to live, go collect information: five-hundred to thousand-year-old thunder-attribute, wood-attribute, and sub-dragon species soul beast intel. Bring it all back as your ransom; otherwise, I'll crush you to death right now."

He raised his hand, and the Qilin Seal hovered in the air; although it was only the size of a brick, its deterrent power remained absolute.

The lackeys nodded repeatedly and scrambled away in terror. Xuan Qing's display had effectively cowed anyone in the vicinity who might have had crooked ideas.

Xuan Qing found a tea stall, sat down, and let out a quiet sigh of relief. Only he knew that he had relied on the sheer weight of the Qilin Seal itself.

Even so, the consumption was immense, and combined with the short-range spatial teleportation, his soul power was already bottoming out.

If he hadn't managed to intimidate them, he would have had no choice but to hide back in his space.

He ordered a pot of tea and drank it slowly, waiting for his soul power to recover.

About a quarter of an hour later, the group of lackeys returned, clutching several tattered maps and notebooks.

The leader carefully handed them over to Xuan Qing.

"My lord, this is everything."

Xuan Qing took them and inspected the contents; although the handwriting was sloppy, the information was quite comprehensive.

A seven-hundred-year-old Purple Lightning Snake, spotted in the Thunder Marsh to the east.

A six-hundred-year-old Azure Lightning Python, frequently active in the northern marshes.

An eight-hundred-year-old Azure Wood Dragon Lizard, sighted in the Ancient Wood Forest to the southwest.

A twelve-hundred-year-old Dragon Blood Green Vine, rumored to be in the western canyon.

"My lord, please examine it; this is all the information we could get." The lackeys were filled with trepidation.

Xuan Qing waved his hand. "Get lost."

The lackeys acted as if they had been granted amnesty, scurrying away until they vanished from sight. Xuan Qing sat there continuing to drink his tea, though he was calculating in his mind.

He ultimately decided to hunt the Azure Wood Dragon Lizard, a wood-attribute sub-dragon species. While it wasn't a true dragon, it was still decent enough.

It wasn't that he didn't want a true dragon; whether he could defeat one if he encountered it was one thing, but the main issue was that there simply weren't any.

True dragons were already scarce in the Douluo Continent, and wood-attribute ones were non-existent—one could even say they were rarer than space-attribute ones.

Xuan Qing wandered through the forest, encountering quite a few century-level soul beasts. He smashed many of them to death with the Qilin Seal and stored their corpses in his spatial storage; these were all money, after all.

By noon on the third day, Xuan Qing was getting a bit annoyed. He hadn't even seen a shadow of his target soul beast.

Xuan Qing hardened his heart and directly activated Martial Soul Possession, letting out a long roar toward the sky! A dragon's cry echoed in all directions—this was a blatant provocation.

Since he couldn't find it himself, he would let the soul beasts come to him. In any case, the strongest soul beasts in this area were only at the millennium level.

Ten-thousand-year soul beasts were further away and would certainly arrive slower than the millennium-level ones, giving him plenty of time to select his target.

Xuan Qing leaped onto a large tree, retracted his martial soul, and suppressed his aura to the absolute limit.

About two minutes later, a massive swarm of beasts charged over like an invading army, consisting of all sorts of soul beasts ranging from a few decades to several thousand years old.

Xuan Qing's eyes lit up as he spotted his target. The Azure Wood Dragon Lizard was entirely green, its scaled body brimming with a sense of power, its aura both gentle and dangerous, like a dormant beast.

Having confirmed his target, Xuan Qing struck instantly. The Qilin Seal flew out, expanding in the wind, and slammed down onto the Azure Wood Dragon Lizard with a thunderous boom!

The Qilin Seal was too fast, landing solidly on its back, causing the Azure Wood Dragon Lizard to let out a miserable shriek and collapse to the ground.

Xuan Qing utilized the power of space to approach rapidly, grabbed its tail, and with a thought, he returned to his spatial dimension along with the soul beast. The entire process took no more than three or four seconds.

Back in the spatial dimension, seeing that it wasn't dead yet, he summoned the Azure Sky Demon-Breaking Spear and stabbed it three times. The Azure Wood Dragon Lizard twitched a few times before its aura vanished completely.

A yellow soul ring emerged, but its color was very deep—yellow tinged with purple, nearing the millennium level!

Xuan Qing's expression shifted slightly.

"Over eight hundred years, nearing nine hundred?"

He gritted his teeth.

"Screw it! It's just nine hundred years, let's do it!"

He immediately sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing, recovering his soul power in preparation for absorption, while back in the forest, chaos had erupted.

Where Xuan Qing had been standing under that large tree just moments ago, all the soul beasts had knelt in unison, shivering and not daring to raise their heads.

A middle-aged man in black robes appeared out of thin air, his face cold and stern, his pupils golden dragon eyes.

"Speak! What happened just now?"

The soul beasts tremblingly recounted what had just occurred: a child, a large seal, spatial teleportation?

Di Tian became more confused the more he heard. To cause such a massive commotion just to catch a soul beast?

Since when did the Douluo Continent have such a powerful dragon clan?

But the dragon might he had sensed was absolutely genuine.

Combined with the accounts of so many soul beasts, it was impossible for them all to be wrong. It was highly likely that the child was some senior of the dragon clan who had reincarnated!

Otherwise, he would never believe that a child who had just awakened their martial soul could possess such ability.

Di Tian frowned in thought, finally deciding to return first.

Di Tian returned to the depths of the Life Lake and bowed toward the water.

"My Lord, by the time your subordinate arrived, there was nothing there."

In the independent space at the bottom of the lake, the silver giant dragon opened her eyes, and a cold, feminine voice rang out.

"Find him at all costs! But you must not offend him. Although he is still very weak, his status is simply too high. If you cannot befriend him, you must absolutely not make an enemy of him. You and Zi Ji will be responsible for this matter."

Having said this, the silver giant dragon closed her eyes.

Di Tian respectfully acknowledged the order. He turned around, preparing to find Zi Ji to discuss the matter; this situation was truly too significant.