Chapter 992: With heavenly fortune at my side, where can't I go?

"Huh?"

"Hmm."

Long Zetian and Long Ming simultaneously looked toward the fish pond, their gazes mysterious.

They stared at the clump of spiritual energy wrapping the little carp, seeing through it at a glance.

The two exchanged a glance and exclaimed in shock, "The dragon bloodline, and not an ordinary one at that—this carp actually possesses dragon bloodline; truly not simple."

Long Zetian said in surprise, "Indeed it is dragon bloodline, inherent to it, merging with our Azure Dragon Clan's bloodline, thus… beginning to awaken the dragon bloodline within the bloodline, and the bloodline concentration is not low."

"This carp seems poised to… rise, its bloodline advancing from third to fourth rank, gaining dragon bloodline; its future holds great promise."

"If nurtured well, it would be a great boon to Longshe Mountain; even in the Dao Realm, there is a strong possibility."

Bloodline advancement means the little carp's talent is rising in every way.

This improvement is undoubtedly huge, and sufficient to transform the little carp's life; in the days ahead, its cultivation speed will increase, the Demon King within reach—Long Zetian's shock is not about this, for the carp's innate bloodline talent is not high, the Demon King being the limit; after this, the Demon King becomes a starting point, not the limit.

"Dragon bloodline," just four words, is enough to show how formidable the carp's bloodline is—no longer the lowly bloodline before.

Any bloodline related to dragons will… not be simple.

The familiar aura stirred their bloodlines, indicating that the carp's awakened dragon bloodline is not low, indeed very powerful.

Long Ming stared thoughtfully at the carp in the fish pond and murmured, "The first time I saw it, it was a first‑rank carp; later it advanced to second rank, and when it reached third rank I truly didn't know; this time it actually jumps from third to fourth rank—in just a few years the little carp has undergone many transformations."

"I don't know how Chuyang raised it, but this advancement speed is too fast."

"What?" Long Zetian turned, eyes wide as he stared at Long Ming.

"Granddaughter, what did you just say? You said it advanced several times in just a few years?"

"Yes, Grandma, I know the carp's situation well; I clearly remember it was merely a second‑rank white jade carp, and in the blink of an eye it's about to reach fourth rank—this is too fast."

Long Ming answered solemnly, with a hint of doubt; regarding the things around her son, she truly could not see through them.

Anyone or anything connected to her son—be it person, demon beast, or spiritual herbs and fruits—is not simple.

Each one exceeds her expectations; Long Ming has grown accustomed to shock, and thus regards it as ordinary.

Long Zetian's pupils contracted as he stared at the transforming carp, exclaiming, "Hiss, in just a few years advancing to fourth rank—this speed, even in Tianwai, would be terrifying, wouldn't it?"

"Advancing a lowly bloodline is extremely difficult; ordinary people cannot bear it, and wanting to advance quickly is unlikely."

"Unless this carp's bloodline is inherently not low, merely fallen due to some cause—this explanation is the most plausible."

But.

It is obvious that the carp before us is not like that.

It is a genuine bloodline advancement; the dragon bloodline has just appeared, never before present.

This also shows that the carp's advancement is… a bloodline advancement, an advancement of the same quality.

"Hiss."

Thinking of this, Long Zetian couldn't help but draw a sharp breath; first, the shocking Tian Gui origin, Zhuge Gui, completed its fusion, achieving the union of ghostly Dao and humanity.

Now, this transformation of the little carp—each of them—opens her eyes wide.

Even in Tianwai there is nothing this aberrant; yet here it is quite normal.

Long Zetian finds Chen Chuyang increasingly inscrutable, a person beyond ordinary conjecture.

"He…"

Long Zetian narrowed his eyes, staring at his back, for a moment unsure what he was thinking.

Long Ming stood beside him, also feeling that her son was truly mysterious and heaven‑defying.

However, Chen Chuyang is her son; that will never change. As for other matters, Long Ming can't be bothered to think about them, nor does she want to.

No matter how she thinks, she can't figure it out—why bother?

Shang Hongxue held her son, eyes on the fish pond, her son's gaze also fixed there.

The others of Longshe Mountain were all watching.

Tianlian Zhenren frowned: "Bloodline advancement, tsk tsk, I never expected to witness such a miraculous scene."

Such a rare scene naturally must not be missed; if luck is good, perhaps some insight will be gained.

She has cultivated for many years and never seen this before; naturally she ought to appreciate it fully.

Shang Hongchen stood beside her master, staring at the little carp and whispering, "Upon advancing to fourth rank, once successful, this carp will soar, no longer limited by its own bloodline."

"Dragon bloodline truly is enviable."

What a pity—she cannot possess such bloodline, nor endure it.

The Shang Clan's bloodline is merely human, inferior to that of Chen Chuyang and his kin.

She lowered her head, hand on her belly, and Shang Hongchen asked in a low voice, "If I were to bear my husband's child, would it also possess dragon bloodline?"

"Mother gains status through her son," just four words, says much.

If her son possessed dragon bloodline, she would naturally be favored, and her status would rise accordingly—though not to Hongxue's level, it would still increase manyfold.

Her mother and grandmother would also treat her better.

Chen Qinger continued her sword practice, seizing the moment to accelerate her cultivation.

Chen Chusheng glanced, not paying much heed.

Liu Yuer watched her son, not letting him approach.

Xiao Qian'er was refining pills; nothing could affect her.

Her mind was wholly on pill refining; when not refining, she was cultivating, rarely leaving the pill‑refining hall.

As for the third uncle, he spends most of his time on the mountain; after his son grew up, he also began working for the Chen family.

In short, those who ought to work go to work; otherwise there'd be no money to support the son.

"Buzz."

The little carp's body trembled with spiritual energy, mist drifting, the water element in the fish pond surging toward it.

It formed streaks of dragon-sucking water; the little carp's body swayed and swung.

Its body rapidly expanded, expanding by one times compared to just before, continuing to expand until it had expanded to five times, its body underwent a change—its jade-white body took on a bluish-green hue, the dragon bloodline lengthened its whiskers, and its head took on the appearance of a true dragon.

At a glance, it resembled a flood dragon.

But it still retained the appearance of a carp, and did not undergo the next transformation.

Its scales shone brightly, like dragon scales.

Its massive body swayed its tail, all spiritual energy dissipated, and the water element also scattered down into the fish pond.

The little carp turned its head and nodded at Chen Chuyang.

Those big eyes stared at Chen Chuyang, lifting its head, as if saying: "Do you think I'm handsome?"

A faint aura of the Way of Luck surrounded it.

It continually affected it.