Golden Dragon Spear

Yu Chen fell silent for a long while, the information in his mind still being frantically processed.

After some time, he raised his head and stared straight at the Golden Dragon King.

"So after going to all that trouble to create me, you can't possibly just want me to keep you company guarding the gates of the Divine Realm, right?"

"Quit spouting nonsense." The Golden Dragon King glared at him.

"Seriously, what exactly are you after?" Yu Chen dropped his flippant attitude and asked earnestly. "You poured your entire bloodline into creating something like me. There has to be a purpose, right?"

The Golden Dragon King did not answer immediately, merely snorting first.

"A purpose? Of course there is one."

He raised a claw and tapped Yu Chen's chest.

"Tang San's grand plan spanning ten thousand years was nothing more than sending his son to get close to the Silver Dragon King, taking the romance route, and tricking her out of the Dragon God's divine position. Right?"

"Right."

"Then why can't I use the same method?"

Yu Chen froze.

The Golden Dragon King continued, a fierce edge in his tone. "He wants his son to get close to the Silver Dragon King, so I'll send someone to get close to her too. Only—what I want you to do isn't make the Silver Dragon King fall in love with a human."

"It's to make her fall in love with you."

"To fall in love with one of her own kind, someone with pure Golden Dragon blood flowing through him."

Yu Chen's pupils contracted slightly.

"You mean... you want me to win over the Silver Dragon King?"

"Win her over? That's a good term." The Golden Dragon King bared his teeth. "Yes. I want you to approach her, win her, and take her back from the humans. As long as the Silver Dragon King's heart belongs to you, the Dragon God's divine position will remain the dragon clan's possession."

"Tang San wants to bind the Silver Dragon King with love, so I'll use love to bind her back to us."

"Returning the favor in kind."

Yu Chen opened his mouth.

Well, damn.

This old dragon really held a grudge.

But then again—

"You want me to win over the Silver Dragon King?" Yu Chen pointed at himself. "Are you sure? That's the Silver Dragon King, the other half of the Dragon God, and she's at least God King level, right? What if she slaps me to death the moment I approach her?"

"You truly aren't qualified yet." The Golden Dragon King nodded frankly.

"Then why send me?"

"That's why I said you need to cultivate." The Golden Dragon King looked as if it were only natural. "Once your cultivation rises and your bloodline evolves a few more times, until you can stand before the Silver Dragon King without being slapped to death—"

"You'll go."

Yu Chen: "..."

He suddenly felt that his birth reeked of being a tool.

So the Golden Dragon King had created him just to use him as some dragon-clan version of a romance agent?

Yu Chen rubbed his face and sighed as though resigning himself to fate.

"Fine, fine. I'll go."

He lay down on the ground, resting both hands beneath his head as he stared blankly overhead. After lying there for two seconds, he sat up again, frowning.

"Wait, that's not right."

"What is it?"

"You're sealed in this damned place, and I'm sealed in this damned place too." Yu Chen spread his hands. "We're both stuck in prison here. How am I supposed to get to the Douluo Continent? Swim there?"

The Golden Dragon King fell silent for a moment, then slowly uttered four words.

"You don't need to worry."

"What do you mean, I don't need to worry?"

"It means you don't need to worry." The Golden Dragon King spoke with calm assurance. "Those above have their own plans."

Yu Chen rolled his eyes. "You're a prisoner under seal. What kind of immortal are you?"

The Golden Dragon King could not be bothered arguing with him and continued on his own.

"Not long ago, word came from Tang San's side—his daughter was born."

"What's her name?"

"Tang Wutong."

Yu Chen considered the name and nodded. He did remember this from the original story.

"Through a gap in the loosening seal, I caught another glimpse of the future," the Golden Dragon King continued. "This Tang Wutong will one day travel down to the lower realm, the Douluo Continent. When the time comes, you can go down with her."

"Go down with her?" Yu Chen blanked for a moment. "I'm a soul beast sealed in here. How am I supposed to go with her? Can I hitch a ride when she descends?"

"Yes, hitch a ride."

"...Are you serious?"

"Serious."

Yu Chen's mouth twitched as he thought of an even more crucial problem.

"Even if I really can hitch a ride with her—but I'm currently locked in the Divine Forbidden Land with you. How am I supposed to get there? Climb over the wall?"

The Golden Dragon King sneered at that.

"Are you underestimating me?"

"When did I underestimate you? I'm stating facts."

"This seal has trapped me for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. It truly is extremely sturdy." The Golden Dragon King admitted it without hesitation. "But sturdy doesn't mean seamless. Over the years, the seal has gradually loosened. It just hasn't reached the point where I can break free."

"But—"

The Golden Dragon King's tone shifted.

"Getting my entire body out is impossible. But sending out a little fellow like you..."

"That is more than manageable."

As he spoke, the Golden Dragon King raised a claw and pointed in a certain direction.

"In a while, I'll forcibly tear open an opening and send you out. The opening won't be large, and it won't last long. Once it sends you through, that's all it can do. After you're out, the rest of the journey will be up to you."

After hearing that, Yu Chen curled his lips.

"Oh, that sounds pretty nice."

"What do you mean, nice?"

"The seal has only loosened enough to make a tiny opening after all these years, and it can only hold for a moment. Once I'm out, whether I live or die is none of your concern." Yu Chen spread his hands. "Isn't that just throwing me out to fend for myself?"

"Watch how you talk!"

"The truth."

The Golden Dragon King glared at him for a long time before finally snorting.

"I gave you all my bloodline, and now you're nitpicking over this?"

Yu Chen thought about it. That did seem... fair.

"Fine." He scratched his head. "So when do we leave?"

"No rush." The Golden Dragon King lay back down. "Tang Wutong hasn't grown up yet. Cultivate in peace for now. When the time comes, I'll call you."

Yu Chen gave an "oh" and lay back down as well.

Then he suddenly sprang up. "Wait, if I'm hitching a ride, did Tang San agree to that?"

The Golden Dragon King sneered disdainfully. "What does Tang San's agreement matter? He's only a half-step God King now, not even a true God King. My methods are naturally beyond Tang San's reach."

Yu Chen sighed helplessly. "Fine, fine."

Then the Golden Dragon King seemed to remember something. He reached into the void and pulled out a golden spear. Its tip was incomparably sharp, faint dragon-shaped patterns writhing along it, while golden scales gleamed on the spear shaft.

"Here. This spear is called the Golden Dragon Spear. It's a half-step super divine artifact. Take it for protection. Its material is anything but ordinary—it was forged from my forty-ninth rib."

Yu Chen took the Golden Dragon Spear and gave it a swing. "Not bad, not bad. It feels great in the hand."

"Use this spear for now. It may even evolve into a super divine artifact in the future."

Yu Chen stored away the Golden Dragon Spear. The Golden Dragon Spear transformed into a golden ring, which he wore on his hand. "Then I won't stand on ceremony. I'll take it."