The Dragon Clan Is Going to Be Eaten, I'm So Sad

Looking at the Little Yellow Dragon who was silently wiping away tears, pouting and looking aggrieved, Wu Chu said, "I wanted you to remember this scene not so that you would feel resentment, but to tell you that whether it's a dragon, a phoenix, or Qilin Clan, in this Primordial World, you could become someone else's food. Didn't you eat the phoenix and Qilin Clan meat quite happily before?"

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Little Yellow Dragon silently wiped away his tears, feeling somewhat lost. He cautiously asked, "Master, are you trying to tell me that I must cultivate diligently, or I'll end up like this in the future?"

Wu Chu nodded, then shook his head, and said, "They are already very powerful. You may never be as powerful as them in your entire life, so hard work alone is not enough."

After all, the dragon that Little Moon Spirit slaughtered was a dragon at the Taiyi Realm Peak, and it even had a faint aura of the Daluo Realm.

Such a powerful Dragon Clan could die so easily, demonstrating that while the Three Clans' scheme to trap Luohou was a trap, their internal struggles and battles were far from over.

"Then, what else is needed?"

Influenced by Wu Chu's words, Little Yellow Dragon's mindset has changed from "I'm so sad that my clan dragon is going to be eaten" to "How can I prevent myself from becoming like that?"

Wu Chu tapped his head with his finger and smiled, "You still need some wisdom. Consider this problem as homework I've assigned you! You can think about it slowly; you don't need to give me the answer. Because different ages and different experiences will gradually change your answer. You just need to think about this problem carefully."

He paused for a moment, then added, "With your current cultivation level, there's really no need to think about this problem. You should focus on improving your cultivation first!"

Little Yellow Dragon nodded, then silently lowered its head, seemingly unable to bear seeing its kin's corpses dismembered by Little Moon Spirit and ultimately turned into food.

Wu Chu reached out and pressed his head, saying, "Perhaps showing you this scene will make me seem cruel. But just like the pheasants you usually eat, in the eyes of many powerful beings, dragons, Qilin Clan, and those pheasants are really no different. You can cry, you can be sad, but you have to learn to face it, not run away from it, understand?"

Putting himself in Little Yellow Dragon's shoes, Wu Chu could actually understand what he was thinking. If someone were to kill someone and cook their flesh in front of him, he probably wouldn't be able to stand it either.

But this is the Primordial World, where even humans are considered food by other creatures.

You can choose not to eat it yourself, but you can't expect others to do the same.

Just like Little Yellow Dragon can choose not to eat Dragon Meat, he can't expect others to do the same. He was quite happy eating Qilin Clan meat before, but now he can't stand eating Dragon Meat?

Perhaps this is somewhat disrespectful to him, but what right does he have to demand respect from others? If it were the Dragon Ancestor here today, the outcome would be different.

Even Houtu, whose second brother Torch Dragon is also Dragon Clan, doesn't have any particular aversion to eating Dragon Meat.

This shows that in the young lady's eyes, the other dragons and her second brother, Torch Dragon, are clearly different. Just like the other Ancestral Witch treat dragons as their mounts.

They did not stop using dragons as mounts just because Torch Dragon was their second brother.

In the kitchen, Little Moon Spirit, who was slaying the dragon, felt a pang of pity when she saw the Little Yellow Dragon wiping away tears and forcing himself to look up at the bloody scene.

But she also understood that in this world, if one is not protected by a powerful figure, and if one still wants to go out and see the world, then one will always have to face these bloody and cruel realities.

After giving his young disciple a lecture, Wu Chu returned to the Main Hall and continued eating and drinking with the three strange old men.

The Long-Brow Old Daoist held his wine cup, turning it silently, and smiled slightly, saying, "Now it seems, young friend, you really do have the makings of a master."

"You flatter me, senior. I was merely taking this opportunity to impart some necessary wisdom."

After this little incident, everyone continued eating and drinking.

In the blink of an eye, several decades have passed.

During this time, people didn't just eat and drink.

Wu Chu would occasionally ask the three eccentric old men for advice on cultivation matters. The three eccentric old men would also occasionally give guidance to Little Moon Spirit and the Little Fox.

Especially Little Moon Spirit, these three strange old men like to get close to her all the time, it's obvious they're determined to abduct her.

Fortunately, Little Moon Spirit Dao Heart was firm, and she was not bewitched by the three strange old men.

Meanwhile, Little Fox and Little Moon Spirit also took on the task of educating the three female Daoist disciples. Little Fox taught them etiquette and skills in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, while Little Moon Spirit taught them cooking. As for their cultivation instruction, that was handled by Hua Feier.

On this day, the three eccentric old men seemed to feel they had eaten enough, so they began to seriously discuss the Dao on Purple Jade Mountain in Wu Chu, instead of their usual banter.

In an instant, the Voice of the Great Dao resounded, various Dao Resonance covered the entire Purple Jade Mountain, the Great Dao Order manifested as divine chains, and Daoist flowers bloomed in the void...

In an instant, flowers rained down from the sky, Golden Lotuses Springing from the Earth, and strange phenomena appeared one after another.

Wu Chu and the others also used this Dao Resonance to comprehend the Dao.

As countless beings immersed themselves in the various Dao Resonance and entered a state of enlightenment, the entire Purple Jade Mountain seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

Only Miss Houtu remained clear-headed. After the three strange old men finished their discussion and took their leave with their respective female disciples, Miss Houtu saw them off from Purple Jade Mountain.

"This junior respectfully sees you off, seniors. We welcome you to visit Purple Jade again next time."

Although some of these senior figures had rather unpleasant personalities, they would always take the opportunity to discuss the Dao whenever they came to Purple Jade Mountain, hoping to bring some benefits to everyone.

Compared to Spirit Treasure treasures or precious materials, this opportunity for enlightenment is actually more precious.

The three strange old men laughed heartily, without answering, and turned to leave with their respective young Daoist disciples, instantly disappearing into the sky above Purple Jade Mountain.

Watching their disappearing figures, the young lady breathed a slight sigh of relief, turned around and returned to the summit of the Purple Jade Mountain Divine Tree, escorting everyone, who were each lost in a state of enlightenment, back to their rooms.

After doing all this, the young woman turned and left, returning to her tribe. She would only come to check on them occasionally, just in case anything went wrong during their enlightenment.

Until one day, hundreds of years later, two phoenix cries, one sharp and one tender, rang out in the sky above Purple Jade Mountain. Two Phoenix, one large and one small, one red and one gold.

The larger one spun around and transformed into a barefoot girl with golden bells hanging from her feet, her expression lively and spirited. The smaller one spun around and transformed into a little Nüwa wearing a yellow dress and silk shoes, her expression calm and composed, standing dignified and graceful.

But after they stood there for a long time, no one came to greet them.