Keep Them Out of the Top Ten!
Completely unaware of her mother's thoughts, Sang Ying was quickly welcomed into the mansion, while the other soldiers were led to the prepared seats with drinks.
This is a tradition of the White Dragon Clan: the clan chief's mansion will prepare a welcome-back banquet for any warrior who returns alive from the Gods and Devils Battlefield.
Although Bai Shou was Sang Ying's close bodyguard, he could tell from her tone that she was having a family reunion, so he wisely didn't disturb her.
Old Patriarch Bai, holding his granddaughter's hand, led her into the inner courtyard. Madam Lanxin was still unable to accept the reality of her daughter's drastic change. Although she followed behind them, her face still showed a hint of disbelief.
"Hmph! You finally know how to come back? You've been gone for hundreds of years, and I've sent so many letters urging you to come home, but you acted like you didn't see them. Now you remember you have an old man like me?" As soon as he entered the door, Old Patriarch Bai disdainfully let go of his granddaughter's hand, his beard bristling and eyes bulging with anger.
Before Sang Ying could answer, Madam Lanxin exclaimed as if she had just realized something, "What do you mean by 'hundreds of years'? Father, wasn't Qinglong recuperating in the clan's forbidden area? How come she came into the manor today with the group that returned from the Gods and Devils Battlefield?!"
These were the words the old clan chief used to Madam Lanxin. If she were to find out that Sang Ying had gone to the Gods and Devils Battlefield, she would probably cry herself blind.
When Madam Lanxin suddenly asked, the old clan chief's anger instantly froze. He couldn't care less about blaming his granddaughter and even carefully gave her a look, hinting that she should help him come up with a suitable explanation.
Sang Ying had just returned home and didn't want Madam Lanxin to worry unnecessarily, so she followed the old clan chief's lead and said, "Mother, don't misunderstand. I did go to recuperate, but Father thought it over and felt that the forbidden area wasn't suitable for me, so he found me another place."
"Just by changing the location, it went from a forbidden area within the clan to Gods and Devils Battlefield?!" Madam Lanxin could no longer care about her gentle image; her screams could even be heard outside the courtyard.
Seeing the old clan chief guiltily turn his head away, Sang Ying could only continue to explain, "The Gods and Devils Battlefield isn't actually as dangerous as you think. Mother, look, I'm much better off than before, aren't I?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Lanxin looked her daughter over carefully once more.
She had to admit her daughter was right. Although her daughter was fairer when she was little, her face was bloodless and she lacked energy. She looked like a beautiful woman, but she didn't have the vibrancy of a child.
She had initially worried that her daughter was too young and would be looked down upon by the strong in the clan. However, her daughter had now grown taller than her and looked no different from any other healthy, grown-up Dragon Race.
Even in terms of imposing presence, they were stronger than the other members of their tribe.
But the thought that such a change was achieved through her daughter's life-or-death struggle made Madam Lanxin want to cry, "My poor daughter, if it weren't for the accident that happened to your father and brothers, you wouldn't have had to suffer like this."
Sang Ying shook her head upon hearing this. "Mother, I don't feel like I'm suffering. Even if Father and the others were still alive, I would still choose to go to the battlefield to fight."
Perhaps she was just the kind of person who was born with a thirst for power. As Dragon Race, there was no better place to hone her skills than the Gods and Devils Battlefield. If it weren't for the trouble that had occurred in her clan, requiring her to return to handle it, she would have liked to stay there much longer.
Although she is not strong enough yet, taking down the young master of the Black Dragon Clan should not be too difficult.
Hearing her daughter's words, Madam Lanxin both cried and laughed, "You truly are your father's daughter, you're just like him!"
Sang Ying smiled, pursing her lips, and did not refute.
Because the old clan chief and Madam Lanxin were both in a good mood, the banquet was a joyful affair for both host and guests.
After the banquet ended, the old clan chief didn't give Sang Ying and her daughter a chance to gossip; he directly called them into his study.
"Take a look." The old clan chief didn't say much, pushing a small wooden box in front of Sang Ying. "This was sent by the Black Dragon Clan not long ago."
Sang Ying opened the box, and inside lay a white jade ring that shimmered with light.
This was the betrothal gift that the White Dragon Tribe gave to the Black Dragon Clan, made from the dragon scales of the Dragon Ancestor. However, it is not as valuable as the dragon Dragon Pearl given by the Black Dragon Clan.
After all, this ring was made from scraps; most of the dragon scales were used by the White Dragon Tribe to forge armor.
That Heaven-Sealing Battle Armor, considered the best in the God Realm, accompanied the first generation of the White Dragon Tribe on their long campaigns, establishing the White Dragon Tribe's status. It only appeared three more times, and each time it brought the White Dragon Tribe temporary glory in the Upper Realm.
Unfortunately, the Heaven-Sealing Battle Armor is very intelligent; it always chooses who wears it, rather than the other way around. Therefore, for nearly a thousand years, no one in the White Dragon Tribe has been able to wear it.
Sang Ying's father originally had a chance, after all, he had sensed the Heaven-Sealing Battle Armor when he was young. However, he died too young and ultimately was unable to wear the armor.
Sang Ying only swayed for a moment before quickly pulling her wandering thoughts back.
She picked up the ring and asked softly, "So the Black Dragon Clan has broken their promise?"
"Isn't that breaking the contract!" Although the old patriarch approved of this, he did not approve of the Black Dragon Clan using his granddaughter's reputation to promote the "deep affection" between their young master and the Red Dragon Clan's young lady!
Before he could even voice his accusations against the Black Dragon Clan for breaking their promise, they preemptively revealed the annulment of the engagement, subtly shifting the blame onto his granddaughter.
They made it sound like her granddaughter was determined to get engaged to Xuan Jingshan. Some people who weren't very bright even mocked her Qinglong for ruining the relationship between Xuan Jingshan and the eldest daughter of the Red Dragon Clan.
It's fortunate that Old Patriarch Bai is now old and his temper is much milder than before, otherwise he would definitely have picked up his Law Artifact and gone to Xuan Jingshan to teach that brat a lesson.
But it doesn't matter that he's old, he still has his granddaughter!
Old Patriarch Bai cleared his throat and pretended to cry, "Qinglong, you have no idea how arrogant the Black Dragon Clan was when they came to annul the engagement. Your grandfather said countless good things for you, but they wouldn't listen and insisted on breaking off the engagement. But that's all. Your grandfather lost face, and it doesn't matter."
But those people still dare to slander your reputation outside, which makes your grandfather very sad. He can't eat or sleep well every day. Your grandfather is so sad for you!
Sang Ying listened to his complaints, calmly took a sip of tea, and said, "Grandpa, just tell me what you want me to do?"
The Old Patriarch Bai's lamentation abruptly ceased, and his previously distressed face immediately broke into a smile, "Hehe, it's not a difficult matter. Just go to the Dragon Clan Grand Competition in a month, and you can beat up those Xuan Household family brats until none of them make it into the top ten."