Chapter 436: Her Pride Is Too High

"Dragon Race Ao Xiang, come to challenge."

The massive Azure Dragon shapeshifts, taking the form of a woman.

All these years, the proud Dragon Race has long accepted the claim that the Human Race embodies the Great Path Form; even if they do not admit it verbally, their actions have already proved it.

Many Dragon Race members act outwardly, all using the Human Race form.

Only in a place as important as the True Dragon Assembly are there few Dragon Race willing to shapeshift into humans.

Ao Xiang is an exception.

Some Dragon Race, during cultivation, can forge different Divine Power in the Human Race form, so they practice in that form; Ao Xiang is one such example.

"If it were a few days ago, the Spirit Clan, except for me, probably no one could defeat Ao Xiang."

Ye Xue sighed lightly, "Now that Yan Beicheng has joined, it's a good thing for my Spirit Clan."

"There's something I need to tell you."

Lin Chuan laughed, "I have Yan Beicheng fetch a treasure for me; after entering the True Dragon Treasure Vault, you must not stop him."

"Fetch a treasure?"

Ye Xue, surprised, looked at Lin Chuan with a strange expression, "Why do you seem so familiar with the True Dragon Treasure Vault?"

That is the lifeline of the Dragon Race.

If not for the binding of blood‑oath vows, the Spirit Clan would never even think of laying a hand on it.

As for how many treasures are actually buried within the True Dragon Treasure Vault, even the Dragon Emperor probably does not know.

Although that place is called a Treasure Vault, it has enormous restrictions, similar to a hereditary secret realm; even a Dragon Race member must meet specific conditions to enter.

That is the Dragon Race's true heirloom.

One vault passes through ten thousand generations; the Dragon still walks the vault.

"Secret."

Lin Chuan chuckled lightly, "I even dared to open the Myriad Symbol Pavilion, so naturally I have some unconventional methods, quite reasonable, right?"

Ye Xue rolled her eyes.

Reasonable? As if!

It's downright unreasonable.

There are too many mysteries hidden within Lin Chuan, beyond what she can figure out.

"I owe you a favor; this small matter I will naturally help with, especially since Yan Beicheng and I are already allies of the same tribe."

Ye Xue agreed.

On the arena, Yan Beicheng's battle with Ao Xiang has already begun.

Ao Xiang is clearly much stronger than the former Ao Yuan, able to trade blows with Yan Beicheng evenly.

The crowds of both races began to cheer wildly.

Lin Chuan wore a calm expression; Yan Beicheng is still not very familiar with the application of the Spirit Master General Canon, but once he truly masters the fusion of that power,

defeating the Dragon Race's Ao Xiang will be a breeze.

Under the gaze of all, the battle lasted a full seven days and seven nights.

From the start, Ao Xiang held a slight advantage, then Yan Beicheng turned the tide; by the end, Ao Xiang was being completely pressed down.

In the end, Yan Beicheng thrust a sword through Ao Xiang's skull.

Thus ending the contest.

The Dragon Race's two top prodigies, Ao Xiang and Ao Yuan, both fell, and the atmosphere on the Dragon Race side instantly changed.

It became solemn! Heavy!

The Dragon Race's current generation's top prodigy Ao Xin hovered in the sky, watching the scene, his massive pupils filled with fury and a hint of fear.

Ye Xue did not act at all; just an obscure Yan Beicheng defeated the Dragon Race's Ao Xiang, second only to him, and now all the pressure falls on him.

Just as he was about to act, a voice sounded beside his ear.

"Ao Xin, do not be impatient."

"First send other clan members to wear down Yan Beicheng; at the crucial moment you strike, keep your energy to deal with Ye Xue, understand?"

It was a reminder from a Dragon King.

"Understood."

Ao Xin silently exhaled in relief; if he were to face Yan Beicheng directly, it would drain his energy, leaving him no chance against Ye Xue.

What followed was the younger generation of the Dragon Race launching relentless assaults on Yan Beicheng.

One! Two! Three... ten!

Yan Beicheng stood proudly on the True Dragon Arena, defeating a full sixty‑nine Dragon Race prodigies.

The Dragon Race's top prodigy Ao Xin finally appeared, defeating the exhausted Yan Beicheng.

Yet no one lamented Yan Beicheng's defeat; they looked down on it, for the record was already impressive enough, and the Spirit Clan cheered.

Compared to previous years, this record is enough to be first.

If it had been a direct clash from the start, Yan Beicheng might have had a chance to beat Ao Xin.

"Damn! These dead insects really have no shame."

"Using this method to defeat Yan Beicheng, doesn't Ao Xin feel ashamed? Still the Dragon Race's top prodigy?"

"He doesn't even have the courage for a direct clash."

"We'll play it the same way: a wheel‑battle to wear him out, then let Ye Xue fight at the end, and see if the Dragon Race still has any fighting strength left."

The Spirit Clan's strong ones were filled with righteous indignation.

They despised the Dragon Race's tactics.

They seemed so proud, yet used only despicable methods.

"Ye Xue, you go up later; we'll wear him out first."

"Right! The Dragon Clan doesn't follow rules, no wonder it's us."

A group of young geniuses from the Spirit Clan looked at Ye Xue.

Even the Clan Elders remained silent, apparently agreeing that the younger generation should retaliate in the same way.

All eyes converged on Ye Xue.

"No need."

Ye Xue shook her head, "I am enough on my own."

Having said so, Ye Xue transformed into a streak of light and flew toward the True Dragon Arena.

"Alas, this child is too reckless, too arrogant."

A Clan Elder sighed.

If the other youngsters were to wear Ao Xin down first, the Spirit Clan would surely win; now Ye Xue goes straight onto the stage, a peak clash,

the result is truly uncertain.

Even Ao Xin on the stage was taken aback.

"Ye Xue, you're so wild."

Ao Xin laughed heartily, "Originally Yan Beicheng had already secured the best chance for your Spirit Clan, but alas, you brainless fool, you intend to bury it yourself."

In this peak-state clash, Ao Xin is confident he can surpass Ye Xue.

He could again turn it into a double-defeat ending.

As long as Ye Xue is eliminated, the remaining weaklings of the Spirit Clan won't be able to stir up any trouble.

"So much nonsense."

Ye Xue coldly shouted, waiting for the True Dragon Arena's restrictions to lift.

Now she no longer even regards Ao Xin.

Her target is a super genius like Lin Chuan; compared to that man, Ao Xin is still tens of thousands of miles behind.

In the audience, Lin Chuan, seeing Ye Xue depart, did not stay on the Spirit Clan's flying boat.

He strolled back to his own flying boat.

Yan Beicheng had already returned to the flying boat, recuperating, while a Clan Elder of the Spirit Clan tended to his wounds.

Seeing Lin Chuan return, the long‑waiting Mo Sangyu and Tu Shan Jiao Jiao walked over together.

The two stood left and right, staring at Lin Chuan without a word.

Because they didn't know what to say.

Just inexplicably annoyed.

Seeing a friend, and a dragon maiden this gorgeous—have we been like a lonely man and a solitary woman stuck in a room for ages?

Leaving the two of them here?

"Ahem, what are you doing?"

Lin Chuan was speechless, "Don't stare at me; watch the match properly—battles between geniuses are rare."

Mo Sangyu, however, didn't glance at the arena at all,

"Yan Beicheng entered the competition, you've also seen your friend; shall we head back?"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao nodded repeatedly,

"Sangyu sister is right; I also think we should go back."

"..."

Lin Chuan fell silent for a moment.

Sure enough! Only when a new threat appears do old bonds unify toward a single goal.

Even if the memory is gone, the feeling cannot be forgotten.