The Three Ancestors of Hongyuan

In the mountains, beside a stream, Cao Youqian set up a grill and skillfully roasted dragon meat. A sizzling sound filled the air, and the aroma of the roasted dragon meat wafted in the wind.

The Thunder Qilin, smelling the aroma of the meat, couldn't help but drool. Gazing at the enormous head of the demonic dragon not far away, it muttered, "Little demonic dragon, I didn't expect your meat to smell so good. If I'd known, I would have called you Fragrant Dragon."

Snap!

Cao Youqian couldn't help but slap Thunder Qilin on the head and said, "You brat, don't you want to eat dragon meat anymore? What are you spouting nonsense about?"

"Think."

Thunder Qilin was unwilling to miss such a delicious meal, so he shut his mouth and waited quietly.

A moment later, Cao Youqian tossed the roasted dragon meat to Thunder Qilin, then took out some holy wine from his storage ring. He ate the meat and drank the wine with gusto, looking exceptionally dashing and unrestrained.

But soon Cao Youqian sensed Thunder Qilin staring at him. He turned to look at him and asked, "Da Leizi, why are you looking at me like that?"

Thunder Qilin didn't speak, but just swallowed hard as he looked at the wine pot in Cao Youqian's hand.

"So you want to live the good life too, kid? Fine, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you taste some of the world's finest wines."

Cao Youqian took out a bowl, filled it, and handed it to Thunder Qilin. The latter smelled the fragrant wine and drank it all in one gulp without saying a word.

After downing a bowl of wine, Thunder Qilin's face showed an unprecedented level of comfort. It blinked and said, "Brother Qian, what is this? Why is it so wonderful?"

Cao Youqian laughed and said, "This is sacred wine, made by my master. You're incredibly lucky to be able to drink it."

"Can I have another bowl?"

As Thunder Qilin spoke, he blinked his lantern-sized eyes, giving off an adorable vibe.

Cao Youqian rolled his eyes at him. "Don't even think about it. You'll be too weak to finish this bowl. You'd better eat more dragon meat while it's hot, or you won't have a chance to eat any later."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

As Thunder Qilin spoke, he suddenly felt dizzy, and Cao Youqian in front of him suddenly became four. He couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Brother Qian, how come you've become four?"

Cao Youqian subconsciously rubbed his forehead, muttering, "I shouldn't have given that kid a bowl. I was careless."

"I can still drink."

Thunder Qilin was talking incessantly, like a little drunkard.

Cao Youqian said, quite annoyed, "Don't force me to beat you up when I'm having such a good time."

"Come on, hit me!"

After downing a bowl of wine, Thunder Qilin felt that the entire area belonged to him and completely disregarded Cao Youqian. As it spoke, it took a bite of dragon meat, a sight that amused Cao Youqian.

Cao Youqian ignored the drunkard; although he was arrogant, he wouldn't resort to punching and kicking a drunkard.

Time passed by, and after a few drunken outbursts, Thunder Qilin lay down on the ground and fell asleep, leaving Cao Youqian alone sitting there quietly enjoying his meal.

Nothing happened overnight. The next morning, Thunder Qilin groggily opened its eyes. It looked around and saw that Brother Qian was already cultivating. It subconsciously scratched its head and muttered, "What happened yesterday? Why is my head so heavy?"

Cao Youqian gave it a disdainful look. "With your low alcohol tolerance, don't ask such an embarrassing question. From now on, you'd better sit at the children's table when you drink."

"Oh."

Thunder Qilin responded respectfully, and the scenes from last night flashed through its mind intermittently. It finally understood why Brother Qian had spoken of it that way. The thought that it had done all these stupid things made it want to dig a hole and bury itself.

"By the way, do you know where that dragon's lair is?"

Cao Youqian asked in a serious tone, since he had already suppressed this Half-Saint Realm demonic dragon, there was no reason not to plunder its lair, otherwise he would have come all this way for nothing.

"Yes, I know. I'll take you there right away."

The moment Thunder Qilin thought of the Demon Dragon's death, his displeasure vanished instantly, replaced by a look of pure joy.

Cao Youqian jumped onto the back of the Thunder Qilin and said, "Lead the way."

"Okay."

Thunder Qilin slowly walked towards the Demon Dragon's lair. Along the way, neither the human nor the Qilin encountered any danger.

This bored Thunder Qilin, who casually asked, "Brother Qian, weren't you afraid that his ancestor would come after you for suppressing the demonic dragon so readily yesterday?"

Cao Youqian said with a disdainful look, "Although that guy claims to be the direct grandson of the Dragon Ancestor, if he really didn't have a special status among the Dragon Clan, he wouldn't come to a place like this to claim dominance. Besides, he doesn't have any treasures on him, which shows that he, like you, has no status among his ancestors."

Thunder Qilin looked helpless and said, "Brother Qian, can you please not be so hurtful with your words?"

"Ha ha..."

Cao Youqian couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing this, "I was just telling the truth. No wonder Master often said that people don't like to hear the truth, because the truth is too hurtful."

"..."

Thunder Qilin was speechless for a moment, then asked, "So, Brother Qian, you're a disciple of a top-tier figure in the Lineage?"

"Indeed, I was a darling of the family and my master's school back then."

As Cao Youqian spoke, memories of his youth in the sect and clan involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"Then why were you exiled like me?"

After saying this, Thunder Qilin turned his head and looked at Cao Youqian with a half-smile. His smug expression seemed to say, "Brother Qian, stop pretending. We're both unwanted."

Snap!

Cao Youqian slapped Thunder Qilin on the forehead in exasperation and said with a smile, "You little brat, you still want to laugh at me? Let me tell you, I am my master's confidant. The reason I came out is to see how big this world is and what fun places there are. Even if I encounter some kind of Shaman God or Demon God, the treasures my master bestowed upon me will allow me to escape."

"What if we encounter the Three Ancestors?"

Thunder Qilin asked a question instinctively.

Which Three Ancestors?

This was the first time Cao Youqian had heard the Three Ancestors speak.

"No way, no way, Brother Qian, you don't know that the strongest beings today are the Three Ancestors the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin? They are beings that surpass the Shaman God and the Demon God."

As Thunder Qilin spoke, a look of pride appeared on his face. In this world, the Qilin Clan was the most respected among the beasts.

"Then I'll run back to my sect. My sect's patriarch will naturally have a way to deal with the so-called Three Ancestors. Besides, would the Three Ancestors condescend to attack a nobody like me?" Cao Youqian.

"Too."

Thunder Qilin naturally did not believe that there was a powerful being in Brother Qian's sect who could face the Three Ancestors. The Human Race was the weakest among all races, and many Human Race had to rely on the Demon Race for survival. Even the few Shaman God that occasionally existed were the weakest.

As the man and the Qilin spoke, they arrived at the dragon's lair.

Thunder Qilin stopped and said, "Brother Qian, the Five Elements Mountain ahead is the lair of the Demon Dragon."