Chapter 988 - 747: Take the Initiative to Attack?

If this were a machine-rebirthed Dragon Egg, then the moment it hatched, it would have already possessed the ability to survive independently. But this was different, for this dragon was a just-born new life, with everything about it a blank slate!

The White Dragon mother gently lifted the tiny White Dragon, but as someone who had never been a mother before, she accidentally dropped the little White Dragon. Just as everyone gasped, the little White Dragon spread its wings, runes sparkling upon them, astonishingly lifting itself up though it had yet to learn to fly!

"This is... magic... the true Dragon Clan magic! The innate Dragon Clan magic!"

Gulelie clasped his hands tightly together.

This newly born White Dragon had, in this moment, wholly proven to every dragon present that it was, for the first time in ten thousand years, a true member of the Dragon Clan that had not been cursed!

An unprecedented joy swept through the Dragon Clan of the Human Realm, even the most temperamental Black Dragon was affected by this mood. Now the entire Dragon Clan understood that it might be difficult to lift the curse on themselves, but it was possible to restore their procreation ability. And with the restoration of their procreation ability, the next generation of dragons born would be complete, true dragons with all their powers intact!

All this was not unchangeable!

But why had such a simple thing never been discovered before?

After a series of discussions, all this, in the end, was blamed on the turbulence in the Human Realm.

Some dragons had once felt something akin to love for humans of the opposite sex, and love is the ultimate sublimation of friendship. Dragons in love had actually restored their reproductive capability, but clearly, there could be no outcome between dragons and humans. And those dragons deeply in love with humans would not seek out another dragon of the opposite sex who had also regained this ability, so amidst these errors, no signs had been spotted.

In fact, the Black Dragon Tyl was already a precedent, having broken the curse and regained his fertility due to the friendship with his Dragon Rider. And then he had Bajie with the Demon Abyss Dragon Queen. But at that time, Tyl’s power had not been restored, so he had no idea that he had already broken the curse.

But now was different, now the entire Dragon Clan had truly integrated into the Human Realm. Friendship was not something that could be forced, but Asus and Gulelie believed that without the disruption of war, everything would recover—it was just a matter of time.

At this moment, the Dragon Star.

Within the Golden Dragon castle, a massive Golden Dragon nearly a kilometer in length slowly opened its eyes. Dragon Power formed a golden crown; however, the crown was dim.

"Ten thousand years, has the curse finally been lifted?" a deep sigh sounded.

The Golden Dragon moved its body but heard a clinking metal collision. It turned out that a huge chain hung around the neck of the Golden Dragon! This was the Golden Dragon! The Emperor of the Dragon Clan! Who dared to shackle it!

Then, a gentle laugh came, "Really? Then, does this mean our war is about to begin again?"

A woman slowly appeared before the eyes of the Golden Dragon, who seemed like a Divine Envoy, but her demeanor was somewhat different!

"Divine Envoy, the Giants have been expelled, and we have been cursed, the war is over," the Golden Dragon said.

"No," the Divine Envoy’s expression turned ferocious instantaneously, "As long as the Giants aren’t all dead, nothing will end! The war will be forever! Forever!"

The Golden Dragon watched as the Divine Envoy became increasingly hysterical, heaved a heavy sigh, and closed its eyes again, sinking back into slumber.

The current state of the middle plane could be described as upheaval, with many families linked to ancient powerhouses becoming more restrained. Previously, members of these families would act with impunity wherever they went, but now they were hardly ever seen. Especially those families said to be involved in the persecution of Long Yi, they were extremely tense, with no one seen coming and going from day to night.

The whole plane was speculating who the next ancient powerhouse to fall would be.

It wasn’t just the laypeople guessing, but also the council of ancient powerhouses themselves. These ancient strongholds usually wouldn’t meet for tens of years, but now they were exchanging the latest intelligence almost every few days. The content of this intelligence was mostly about Long Yi’s movements, and who among them was most likely to be targeted by Long Yi next.

In the past, when had these ancient powerhouses ever been like this? At this moment, Long Yi and Ai Lin truly frightened a group of people. Among all the ancient powerhouses, except for those who believed themselves untouchable by Long Yi and those who had great confidence in their own strength, almost no one wasn’t feeling apprehensive.

Who would be the next?

"Why do I feel like Long Yi is always so well-prepared?" Nielan suddenly said.

"What do you mean by that?" everyone looked at Nielan.

"I mean, it looks like Long Yi is choosing his targets randomly, but every time he accurately finds the most suitable targets, why is that?" Nielan said.

"By saying that, are you suggesting that someone here is tipping off Long Yi?" Lou Aran laughed.

But the expressions of the others grew even more somber.

Although no one said anything, by the looks on their faces, it seemed that people indeed thought such a thing was possible!

"Damn it! Are you actually suspecting us?" Lou Aran erupted in anger.

"If it wasn’t you, then please don’t get too excited," Nielan said.

"Bullshit! Of course, it wasn’t me! Do I look like an idiot to come here and spy for others!" Lou Aran said excitedly.

"Then be quiet!" Nielan shouted.

"How the hell are you talking to me!" Lou Aran was displeased.

"I told you to quiet down!" Nielan continued to raise his voice.

"Fuck off!" Lou Aran directly exited the mental conference.

"I think this Lou Aran is highly suspicious," Borca, who had been silent up until now, suddenly spoke up.

"Borca? I know you don’t get along with Lou Aran, but right now, don’t stir things up; we need to be united," Nielan said.

"Coming from someone who just pissed someone off, that sounds pretty ironic," Borca said with an unchanged expression.

"This Lou Aran has always been trying to get close to Ai Lin; his suspicion is arguably the greatest. It’s better for him to leave for a while, but no matter, this time we have four ancient powerhouses joining us!" The light in the meeting room swirled, and four figures appeared one after another without any disguise—everyone recognized them and greeted each other.

"I’m thinking we should take the initiative to strike, all of us ancient powerhouses acting together, directly targeting Long Yi and Ai Lin, to avoid being too passive," Nielan said.

"I don’t think that’s appropriate. Long Yi and Ai Lin are elusive. If we really join forces, where would we even find them? If they really set their minds to hide, could we find three people in this entire plane?" Borca said.

"But just waiting for Long Yi to come to us is too passive."

"Maybe we can enlist the help of the Empire."

"Those Empires that depend on us?"

"No, they are too weak. I mean, we directly force the Sanctuary Empire and The Divine Auffa Empire to help us find them."

"That’s impossible! Long Yi and Ai Lin are the most important talents of these two Empires; they definitely won’t agree."

"That’s why we have to force them! These two Empires are not Long Yi and Ai Lin after all; they dare not provoke us and will certainly agree!"

After careful consideration, Nielan nodded in agreement. Yes, indeed, it seemed like a good idea. After all, it was far more appropriate than aimlessly searching all over the plane!

Even if the two Empires were unwilling, what could they do in the face of so many ancient powerhouses?

Soon, Nielan sent his orders to the Sanctuary Empire as well as The Divine Auffa Empire. The envoys carrying the commands walked with their heads high, believing they represented not just one, but a host of ancient powerhouses. Even the Emperors of these two great Empires of the plane wouldn’t dare show any disrespect to them.

Indeed, upon seeing the commands, the Emperors of both nations, Saint Danze and Saint Jialin, immediately agreed.

But... that was just their agreement.

As the days went by, the envoys were treated to good food and drink in the Empire, but no mention was made of news about Long Yi and Ai Lin. Whenever the envoys asked the Emperors, they always said they were doing their best to search but to no avail. The envoys thought that the Emperors would immediately bring Long Yi and Ai Lin to them bound hand and foot, but clearly, reality was not as they thought, which angered the envoys.

One day, an envoy burst into Emperor Saint Jialin’s study and, in front of the Ministers, pointed at the Emperor’s nose, demanding that the Emperor immediately dispatch more people to find Long Yi.

Then, the smile on Saint Jialin’s face disappeared.

"Take him out and behead him," Saint Jialin said coldly.

"You wouldn’t dare! Who would dare touch me! I represent the ancient powerhouses!" the envoy said assertively.

"Yes, you represent the ancient powerhouses. However, once you’re dead, those ancient powerhouses will naturally find someone else to represent them, and I will tell them of your disrespect towards me. I would like to see, in the eyes of the ancient powerhouses, whether you are more important or I, the Emperor of the number one Empire of this plane!"

After hearing Saint Jialin’s words, even the envoy, who had been so arrogant moments before, suddenly realized the gravity of the situation. Yes, he was just a mere envoy after all, nothing compared to the importance of an Emperor. Especially now when the ancient powerhouses were facing Long Yi and Ai Lin, they could even be described as somewhat at their wits’ end, or else they certainly wouldn’t have asked Emperor Saint Jialin for assistance.

Just as Emperor Saint Jialin said, even if they killed him now, it’s likely that the ancient powerhouses would simply send a new envoy!

"No, Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please spare me! I was confused! I was so confused! I have a great relationship with Lord Nielan, I will say all kinds of good things for you in front of him, and I will make sure he takes special care of your Empire!"

Saint Jialin’s brows furrowed deeply, and he waved his hand forcefully, "Execute him, and make it clean."

The guards immediately dragged the envoy away. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to visit QiDian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)