Chapter 273

He has now reached the seventh transformation of the Serpent Core; flying through the air has long been a trivial matter for him.

Moreover, his current dragon body possesses the innate divine ability to summon clouds and rain, and to ride the clouds and mist.

His speed and endurance in flight far surpass those of ordinary Earth Immortals.

Passing through the heartland of the Great Song, a vast plain region.

Ning Chuan suddenly frowned slightly and slowed his flight.

He saw that the land below was cracked and parched, a thousand li of barren red earth, completely desolate.

Countless common people, yellow-faced and emaciated, in tattered rags, displaced and wandering, struggled bitterly under the scorching sun, with wails of suffering filling the land.

Clearly, this place was suffering a catastrophic drought unseen in a hundred years.

Looking at the miserable scene below, which resembled a human hell, a hint of barely perceptible... pity flickered in those pale golden dragon eyes?

Although he was no longer human and had grown indifferent to the life and death of mortals.

Yet, he had once been human, and that human conscience and compassion within his heart had not been completely extinguished.

Furthermore, these suffering common people might one day become his "subjects".

Since he now had the ability, he did not mind lending them a hand with a casual gesture.

"Very well, today, this Seat shall reveal a miracle once, showering down sweet rain to relieve your immediate plight."

Ning Chuan thought silently.

With a thought, the Serpent Demon Power within his body, along with that Water-Fire Spirit Pearl, began to circulate simultaneously!

The innate divine ability to summon wind and rain was instantly activated!

In an instant!

The sky, originally clear and cloudless with the blazing sun overhead, suddenly changed its appearance with wind and clouds!

Thick dark clouds gathered from all directions, blocking out the sun and covering the sky!

A violent wind rose, sending sand and stones flying!

The air was filled with a suffocating, oppressive aura!

Immediately after!

"Boom—!!!!!"

Thick silver lightning bolts, like wild dancing silver snakes, tore through the pitch-black clouds!

The deafening sound of thunder echoed throughout heaven and earth!

As if the Heavenly Gods were enraged!

Just as the disaster victims below, already terrified out of their wits by this sudden celestial phenomenon and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, believed the apocalypse had arrived.

"Splash—!!!"

A torrential downpour, like the Milky Way pouring down from the ninth heaven, fell from the sky!

Nourishing the parched, cracked earth, and watering the withered seedlings on the verge of death!

Within that rainwater even lay traces of the pure Serpent Demon Power and life aura that Ning Chuan had deliberately infused!

Not only could it quench the thirst of all things, but it could also cure a hundred diseases and strengthen the body!

This sweet rain fell for a full three double-hours before gradually subsiding.

After the rain, the sky cleared, and a rainbow spanned the horizon.

The vast plain below, which had been a thousand li of barren red earth and utter silence, had now transformed into a vibrant oasis!

The dried-up rivers became full once more.

The withered seedlings regained their vitality.

Those disaster victims, originally yellow-faced, emaciated, and on the brink of death, after bathing in the sweet rain containing Serpent Demon Power.

Not only did their hunger and thirst vanish, but all their diseases were completely cured, leaving them full of energy and radiant!

They looked at the shadow of the black dragon, faintly visible in the sky, radiating endless majesty and a sacred aura.

Unable to hold back their excitement and gratitude, they all knelt on the ground, prostrating themselves before Ning Chuan and shouting loudly:

"Divine Dragon! The Divine Dragon has manifested!"

"Thank you, my lord Divine Dragon, for showering down sweet rain and saving our lives!"

"My lord Divine Dragon is compassionate! Your merit is immeasurable! We vow to worship you day and night, never forgetting this for eternity!"

For a moment, the entire plain was filled with ten thousand people bowing in submission, and the power of faith shot up into the sky!

Ning Chuan felt a strange energy, barely visible to the naked eye yet truly existing, rising from those disaster victims below and slowly flowing into his body.

That energy was pure and peaceful, carrying the aura of the collective will of all beings.

Although faint, it made his dark black Serpent Core tremble slightly, as if receiving some inexplicable nourishment.

"This... this is... the power of fortune? The power of faith?"

Ning Chuan felt a slight stirring in his heart, lost in thought.

"It seems that doing good deeds and benefiting all living beings might... have unexpected benefits for my future true transformation into a True Dragon and the condensation of a supreme divine throne."

He had already vaguely sensed that in this world, truly transforming into a True Dragon would not be so easy.

It was not merely a matter of surviving the Nine Heavens of Lei Jie.

Perhaps it also required the recognition of this heaven and earth, and of the billions of living beings within this heaven and earth...

He silently recorded this matter in his heart.

Amidst the gratitude and worship of the ten thousand people, Ning Chuan did not stay any longer.

Riding the clouds and mist, accompanied by five peerless beauties who had been utterly stunned by his immortal-like methods, he continued flying towards the direction of the East Sea's Taohuadao.

He had left Lidao for nearly a month now.

To be honest, he truly missed... that beautiful island, and the lovely people on it.

When Ning Chuan's massive dragon-like form reappeared above Taohuadao.

A deafening chorus of cheers erupted across the entire Taohuadao!

The island was already brimming with immortal aura, rich with spiritual energy!

Thanks to the continuous operation of Ning Chuan's earlier 【Qiankun Gathering Spirit Great Array】, and the celestial energy's return after his successful Tribulation.

Today, Taohuadao's spiritual energy density had increased by more than tenfold compared to the outside world!

It was now a true paradise, a sacred cultivation ground!

The flowers, grasses, trees, and plants on the island had grown even more lush and spiritually vibrant.

Even ordinary birds and beasts had begun to awaken a faint spark of spiritual awareness.

Ning Chuan gazed down at the familiar yet even more beautiful Taohuadao, his heart filled with ease.

He let out a dragon's roar into the sky, brimming with joy and belonging!

"MOOOO——!!!!!"

Huang Rong, Wang Yuyan, and others who had been waiting for a long time by the shore.

Hearing this familiar dragon's roar, they were overjoyed, trembling with excitement!

They rushed from every corner of the island, racing to the seaside to welcome back their true master of Taohuadao!

Huang Rong, like a young swallow diving into the forest, leapt straight onto Ning Chuan's shrunken dragon body, now only about three meters long.

She clutched his horn tightly, her small face overflowing with indescribable joy and longing:

"Chuan-ge! You're finally back! Rong'er missed you so much!"

Ning Chuan affectionately nuzzled Huang Rong's cheek with his massive dragon head, his eyes soft with tenderness.

Then his gaze fell upon the five stunning women who had just returned with him: Dai Dai Qisi, Xiao Zhao, Zhou Zhiruo, Yao Yue, and Lian Xing.

Huang Rong, as the daughter of the Eastern Heretic, could not help but feel a touch of jealousy.

Yet she knew that with her brother Ning's current status and position, having several more women by his side was only natural.

She quickly adjusted her mindset and assumed the bearing of Taohuadao's "senior wife."

With warmth and dignity, she arranged lodging and daily routines for these new "sisters."

Ning Chuan watched Huang Rong's little-adult demeanor and secretly smiled.

He no longer paid attention to the petty thoughts among these women.

With a thought, he drew from the storage space within the Water-Fire Spirit Pearl a pile of texts as massive as a mountain!

These were precious scriptures he had collected from Congquanzhen Sect, Yihua Palace, Shenjian Shanzhuang, Yuan Yue Shanzhuang, and other places!

Their sheer number and bewildering variety were utterly astonishing!

He instructed Wang Yuyan, who had been staring in stunned silence beside him:

"Yuyan, these texts are now under your care to organize."