Dragon Clan Treasury, Twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls

"Just a few loaches tainted by Demonic Qi, and you dare churn up rivers and seas here?"

"Whoosh!"

Space split open, and Dijiang appeared above the sea eye with the other eleven Ancestral Witches, descending like gods.

"Who are you?!"

At the sight of Dijiang and the others, Candle Dragon first froze, then a wild gleam of joy burst into his eyes.

Though he did not know their exact identities, he could clearly sense that the auras emanating from all twelve of them belonged to Primordial Golden Immortals!

"Fellow Daoists, please lend us your aid! As long as you can suppress this demonic calamity at the sea eye, the Dragon Clan Treasury will be open for you to choose from as you please!"

Candle Dragon shouted without the slightest hesitation.

He knew full well that, at this moment, aside from these twelve mysterious Primordial Golden Immortals, no one else in the Primordial World could save the Dragon Clan.

"Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon is certainly forthright."

A smile curled Dijiang's lips. This was exactly what he had been waiting to hear.

"Gonggong, Xuanming, leave the work in the water to you two."

"Got it! Just watch, big brother!"

Gonggong laughed heartily, excitement glittering in his eyes.

He took a step forward, and Extreme Cold Heavy Water erupted around him, forming a Water Demon God tens of thousands of feet tall.

"Mere Nine Nether Demonic Water, and you dare show off before your ancestor? Freeze!"

Gonggong slammed his hands together, and Water Law began to circulate madly.

The Nine Nether Demonic Water, which had been raging wildly and could easily corrode even Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, became as docile as lambs under Gonggong's control. It instantly stopped churning, then was forcibly compressed into pitch-black ice crystals.

"Die!"

Xuanming was even more direct.

God-Slaying Spear in hand, she darted through the undercurrents like a phantom.

Ice Law and Rain Law intertwined, transforming into an icy torrent that nailed those demonized Dragon Clan members attempting to rush out of the sea eye firmly to the seabed.

Meanwhile, the God-Slaying Spear in her hand became a bolt of black lightning, piercing straight through the head of that early-stage Primordial Golden Immortal demonic dragon!

"Roar—!"

The demonic dragon let out a shrill scream. Its Primordial Spirit was instantly shredded by the God-Slaying Spear's terrifying killing intent, and its colossal body crashed down.

In the span of mere moments, the demonic calamity that had driven Candle Dragon to despair was jointly suppressed by Gonggong and Xuanming.

"This... how is this possible?!"

Candle Dragon watched the scene, so shocked that his jaw nearly dropped.

He knew the twelve of them were powerful, but he had never imagined their control over Laws had reached such a horrifying level!

That was Nine Nether Demonic Water! Even he did not dare touch it lightly, yet that blue-haired brute kneaded it as casually as mud?!

"Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon, the demonic calamity has been eliminated. Now, it is time to discuss our transaction."

Dijiang withdrew his Space Law and descended before Candle Dragon with the others, looking at him with a faintly amused smile.

Though Candle Dragon was deeply shaken, he felt even more relief at having survived the disaster.

He transformed into a dignified middle-aged man clad in a crimson-gold dragon robe and bowed deeply to Dijiang and the others.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoists, for lending your aid and saving my Dragon Clan from the depths of fire and water. Candle Dragon is eternally grateful!"

"You are too polite, Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon. We merely took payment and removed the disaster."

Dijiang smiled faintly, his tone calm. "You said just now that the Dragon Clan Treasury would be open for us to choose from as we pleased. Did you mean it?"

"Of course I meant it!"

Candle Dragon nodded without hesitation.

Though the Dragon Clan had withdrawn from the world, the foundations within its treasury still ranked among the very best in the Primordial World.

So long as the Dragon Clan's foundation could be preserved, what were a few magic treasures worth?

"Fellow Daoists, please follow me."

Candle Dragon led the way, taking the Twelve Ancestral Witches through layer after layer of formations until they reached the treasury in the deepest part of the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace.

"Rumble—"

As the treasury gates slowly opened, treasure light several times richer than that of the Undying Volcano treasury shot into the sky, nearly blinding them.

"Hiss—"

Gonggong sucked in a breath, his eyes widening as round as bronze bells.

"This old loach really is rolling in riches!"

Inside the treasury, countless magic treasures, spiritual roots, and divine metals radiating innate spiritual light lay piled into mountains like garbage.

Water- and ice-element treasures in particular were so numerous that they could not be counted.

"Fellow Daoists, please help yourselves." Though Candle Dragon's heart bled, he still gritted his teeth and made an inviting gesture.

Dijiang did not stand on ceremony, swiftly sweeping his gaze across the treasury.

Before long, his eyes settled on several pearls glowing with soft blue light, each seemingly containing a vast ocean within.

"Sea-Calming Divine Pearls!"

A sharp glint flashed through Dijiang's eyes.

Nine of them!

Together with the three Sea-Calming Divine Pearls Gonggong already possessed, that made a complete set of twelve.

"Gonggong, these nine Sea-Calming Divine Pearls are yours."

With a wave of his hand, Dijiang drew the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls into his palm and tossed them to Gonggong.

"Hahaha! Many thanks, big brother!"

Gonggong excitedly caught the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, fondling them as though he could not bear to put them down.

He could sense that the Water Origin contained within these nine Sea-Calming Divine Pearls perfectly matched the three he had acquired before.

If he could refine them all, his strength would surely undergo a qualitative leap.

After that, Dijiang carefully searched through the treasury once more.

He selected a Supreme-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, the Profound Ice Thorn, for Xuanming; a high-grade Innate Spirit Treasure, the Azure Wood Staff, for Jumang; and a high-grade Innate Spirit Treasure, the Geng Metal Sword, for Ru Shou.

As for the other spiritual roots and divine metals, Dijiang also swept up a large batch without the slightest politeness, intending to take them back to Pangu Hall and enrich their foundations.

"Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon, we have made our selections."

Dijiang put away the treasures they had chosen and cupped his hands slightly toward Candle Dragon.

Candle Dragon looked at the conspicuously emptied section of the treasury, his heart twitching painfully, but he still forced a smile. "So long as you Fellow Daoists are satisfied."

"Since the transaction is complete, we shall take our leave."

Dijiang did not linger. He turned with the other eleven Ancestral Witches, preparing to depart.

"Wait!"

At that moment, Candle Dragon suddenly called out to stop them.

"Fellow Daoists, Candle Dragon has a request."

Candle Dragon looked at Dijiang and the others with a complicated expression. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Though my Dragon Clan has withdrawn from the world, the demonic calamity within the sea eye has not been completely eradicated. Deep within the Nine Nether Cold Spring, there seems to be an even more terrifying existence hidden there."

"My elder brother, Ancestral Dragon, is using his body to suppress the sea eye. Though he has barely managed to restrain that power, he is also enduring immense pain and backlash. If this continues, I fear my elder brother..."

Candle Dragon did not continue, but the worry and pleading in his eyes spoke for themselves.

"You want us to help your elder brother regulate the sea eye?" Dijiang raised a brow.

"Precisely!"

Candle Dragon bowed deeply. "So long as you Fellow Daoists can help lessen my elder brother's burden, Candle Dragon is willing to swear upon the Dragon Clan's destiny: should you Fellow Daoists face hardship in the future, my Dragon Clan will surely pour out the strength of the entire clan to aid you!"

At those words, a profound look flashed through Dijiang's eyes.

Though the Dragon Clan had withdrawn from the world, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. If they could obtain the Dragon Clan's promise, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous aid to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Moreover, regulating the sea eye would not only be no burden to Gonggong and Xuanming, but a rare opportunity for tempering themselves.