Chapter 113: I'm Back, for Those Years I Can't Return To

"I'm back, destined to take back everything that belongs to me!"

Ye Xue's mouth curved slightly.

She acknowledges the strength of the Dragon bloodline, but its difficulty in reproducing offspring condemns the Dragon race to gradual decline.

Even today, the Dragons are not yet masters in the Tianlong Star Domain.

Looking across the Star and Mortal realms, it is even more so.

The Dragons' pride is indeed etched into their bones; from ancient times to now, it has changed little.

She and Lin Chuan's descendant Lin Qingfan seemed to have suppressed and integrated the Dragons for a long period with harsh methods,

yet still failed to make the Dragons recognize their true foundation.

Today, the Human Race has long risen from Mortal Dust, becoming the absolute masters of the Two Realms; the Dragons, to align with the Heavenly Dao Law, have all chosen to shapeshift into human form.

Even in such circumstances, Dragon Persons, like other Mixed Blood, are still ostracized by the True Dragon clan.

Even though the number of True Dragons dwindles, the outcome remains unchanged.

The Dragons need a new king! To lead the Dragons' rebirth!

Ye Xue looks up at the incessantly chattering, mocking True Dragon Ao You, her gaze suddenly turning icy,

"Get lost!"

Like thunder ringing in the ears, Ao You's complexion turns pale in an instant, body rigid, as if stared at by an unsurpassed Deity, stumbling backward.

Only after other True Dragon kin support him does he regain his senses.

"How could it be?!"

Ao You looks at Ye Xue in disbelief.

Clearly the same person, as if a massive change occurred in an instant; even this pure‑blood True Dragon feels an unprecedented sense of oppression.

That aura! It's terrifying!

Ao You gasps, his soul trembling, no longer daring to meet Ye Xue's gaze directly.

"What's going on, Ao You?"

A companion's teasing laugh rings in his ears, "Scared stiff by a mixed‑blood Dragon Person? You're really cowardly!"

"All of you, shut up."

Ao You whispers a warning.

In the brief eye clash just now, Ye Xue's sharpness seemed to be etched deep into his soul, leaving him with inexplicable fear.

"Ao You, are you okay? Want to see what you're saying?"

The other True Dragons burst into laughter.

A shapeshifted True Dragon lifts its head and walks toward Ye Xue, eyes disdainful, "Heard you're the Half-blood Light? You don't look any different."

At this moment, Ye Xue has already restrained her aura, smiling calmly.

In the next instant, her jade‑white arm is covered with white scales; a palm pushes forward, and the temperature of heaven and earth drops sharply.

The swaggering True Dragon body retreats violently, Ye Xue's palm erupts with white vapor, shadowing it, catching up in an instant.

"You!"

The True Dragon instantly manifests its true form, becoming a cloud‑blocking giant dragon, attempting to spew dragon breath.

The cold, however, pierces his body first.

Countless beings above the Eastern Sea fix their eyes here, cries of amazement rising one after another.

Snow‑white frost spreads from the dragon's head, extending to its tail; the massive dragon instantly turns into an ice sculpture.

The woman in black lightly exhales a puff of white vapor.

The crows and sparrows of the Eastern Sea fall silent.

All sounds fall silent.

Ye Xue withdraws her white‑jade‑like slender arm, steps forward, and beneath her feet spreads a frost like a field of thorns.

"Sever! Sever Self Realm!"

"You actually stepped into the Sever Self Realm!"

The younger generation of the True Dragon clan all retreat together.

No longer any courage to strike at Ye Xue.

The Legend Four Realms are respectively named Dao Extreme, Dao Diagram, Sever Self, and Sever Dao.

The Dao Extreme Realm belongs to those newly entering the legend, initially mastering Dao laws, able to weave one's own Dao, perceiving the great Dao of heaven and earth.

The character "Extreme" does not denote the limit of the great Dao, but the limit of mortal self.

The Dao Diagram Realm is a state of mastering multiple Dao laws, merging into a diagram, moving like fish in water on the path of cultivating the great Dao.

The third of the legends is called Sever Self.

It signifies completely cutting away the impurities of one's previously cultivated path, aligning body with Dao, gradually approaching the essence of the great Dao.

Among the younger generation, very few can cross into this realm.

Three thousand years is still a youthful era for the Dragons; Ye Xue is a Dragon Person, yet at this age remains young.

A three‑thousand‑year Sever Self Realm, in the Dragons' golden ancient age, would be an exceptionally radiant Heavenly Pride.

In this era of Dragon decline, it truly deserves the phrase "a rider beyond dust."

Ye Xue ignores the younger True Dragons, takes a step, and plunges into the Eastern Sea.

One step, one crossing.

After only a few steps of time, she arrives at the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace and meets this generation's Eastern Sea Old Dragon King.

Since the Dragons' decline, scattered to the four corners, the Four Seas True Dragons each claim a king.

The strongest Dragon Emperor sits in the Ancestral Land; the current Dragon Emperor has not appeared for a long time.

Ye Xue, that name is very familiar.

The old Dragon King Ao Xia gazed at Ye Xue, who stepped on the ice, and though he had already reached the pinnacle of the legendary Fourth Realm Sever Dao Realm, he felt an inexplicable unease.

Are you her?

The younger generation of True Dragons might not know that ancient history, but how could he, as the contemporary Dragon King, not know it?

That can be called the most humiliating episode in the history of the Dragon Race!

It was suppressed by a Half-blood Dragon Person singlehandedly, leaving it unable to lift its head.

The rules of the True Dragon Assembly were established at that time.

During those years, the status of Mixed Blood was completely equal to that of the True Dragons; the strongest emerged, making it the most glorious moment for Mixed Blood.

It was also the peak era of the Dragon Race after the birth of the Two Realms.

All of this must be credited to that Half-blood Dragon Person.

That person was—Lin Qingfan.

Every Dragon Race knows the title of Qingfan Laozu, reveres it, and dares not defy it.

Only a few Dragon Race know that within those humiliating years another name was hidden—Ye Xue.

Are you her?

The old Dragon King Ao Xia forced out a breath and asked again.

Naturally, yes.

Since she has awakened the memory of that life, how could Ye Xue not recognize? She did not perish; she merely slipped through the long river of time for a while.

Now she has returned.

"I have returned for those years that cannot be gone back to."

Ye Xue spoke in a deep voice, "The Dragon Race needs rebirth."

The old Dragon King lingered, unable to get past the Deity for a long time.

After a long while, a hoarse voice echoed again in the Dragon Palace, "You… really are her! But can the Dragon Race… truly be reborn?"

In the contemporary Dragon Race, only about three hundred True Dragons remain, and reproducing offspring is becoming increasingly difficult.

If another cataclysm arrives, the Dragon Race will be doomed.

Ao Xia could barely see any hope; the speck of light in his pupils flickered like a dying candle in the wind,

"Mixed Blood may flourish, but in the end it is no longer the Dragon Race,"

Ye Xue frowned and said:

"The Three Teachings of the Human Race have a term called fortune."

"The Dragon Race cannot restrain its nature, relying on its former supreme status to force countless strong beings of other races to mate with it, yet it refuses to acknowledge the existence of the offspring it has borne."

"In this process, the Dragon Race dares to act but cannot bear responsibility, already losing part of its fortune."

"Finally, it also suppresses or even slaughters the offspring that originally belong to the Dragon Race, losing more of its fortune."

"Without fortune to protect it, how can a clan speak of prosperity?"

Ye Xue's words thundered in his ears, causing the old Dragon King to sit up straight, his face full of a bitter smile.

Ye Xue continued:

"The Human Race's bodies have mediocre bloodlines, so weak; among all races they are the lowest existence, yet why can the Human Race prosper?"

"Because they can pass the torch in the hardest times, accumulating the scattered fortune bit by bit."

"They can also set aside prejudice when proud, embracing all like the sea."

"Even though in the eyes of all races the Human Race has countless flaws, that does not affect its foundation; being ridiculed by all races is of no consequence."

"What we see is human common sense, not the racial foundation of the Human Race."