Wenlong stood atop the city wall, watching the endless stream of people in Dragon City. He sighed with feeling. At last, Dragon City was beginning to look like a real city.
Suddenly, a formidable aura approached from afar. This is bad. A Divine Realm expert is coming, he thought.
He drew the Dragon-Taming Long Jian, ready to fight, when the ancestor's voice reached his ears. "Have him come see me."
He called out, "Proceed to the Cultivation Cave in the Ancestral Grounds. Do not disturb anyone else."
Hearing Wenlong's words, the newcomer reined in his aura and changed direction.
Before long, another Divine Realm martial artist arrived. Again, the ancestor instructed the newcomer to go to the Cultivation Cave in the Ancestral Grounds.
Five Divine Realm experts arrived one after another. After waiting a while, Wenlong saw no more newcomers.
Wenlong also wanted to see just who these people were that the ancestor would receive them personally.
Before he reached the Cultivation Cave, he saw all five Divine Realm experts kneeling together outside its entrance.
Upon arriving, Wenlong was about to ask for an audience when the ancestor's voice drifted out. "Come in, all of you."
The ancestor sat on the jade bed with his head lowered. The elderly men stepped forward and knelt in turn.
"Long Zhantian of the War Command Department pays his respects to Eighteenth Uncle."
"Long Zhandan of the Pill Department pays his respects to Eighteenth Uncle."
"Long Zhanbing of the Forging Department pays his respects to Eighteenth Uncle."
"Long Zhanfu of the Talisman Department pays his respects to Eighteenth Uncle."
"Long Zhanwen of the Literary Department pays his respects to Eighteenth Uncle."
Ancestor Long Zhang sighed softly and raised a hand, signaling for everyone to rise. He lifted his head and looked at them one