"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Changshou!"
At the edge of the mountains and forest, Ao Yi, a youth with horns atop his head, gave Li Changshou a deep Daoist salute.
Just now, he had gone against his principles as a dragon and made such an excessive request of Brother Changshou...
Though it was a matter where both sides benefited through cooperation, he had indeed harbored improper hopes and put Brother Changshou in a difficult position.
Brother Changshou was constrained by the Human Teachings Lineage having too few inheritors and by its pursuit of a reputation for Purity, Stillness, and Non-Action. Matters concerning the South Sea God Cult could only be carried out in secret, and that secrecy had to be strictly guarded.
—Though Brother Changshou had not said so outright, the matter was so obvious. He, Ao Yi, was not some foolish dragon—how could he fail to guess?
Now that the South Sea Sea God Cult had begun to rise, it had Wu Tribesmen serving as divine emissaries, doctrines that spread teachings and carried profound meaning, and Human Teaching experts backing it!
Ao Yi had seen that abundant Incense Merit with his own eyes. There was absolutely no way it could be false.
What did the Dragon Clan lack most now?
Merit!
In that distant ancient era, the Dragon and Phoenix Clans had shattered the Primordial Wilderness, bringing down boundless karmic sin upon themselves.
The Phoenix Clan had directly declined, suppressing the Immortality Volcano.
The Dragon Clan had stronger reproductive abilities. They used countless treasures to suppress their Clan Destiny and used the bodies of countless clan members to fill the violently erupting Foul Springs of Heaven and Earth. Only then had they barely managed to survive...
During the ancient era, the Dragon Clan had secretly forged good ties