Chapter 211: The Primordial Dragon's Juanzhu

"Humans! Colluding with outside enemies, filthy and despicable! Unworthy of living within Father God's world!!"

After briefly summarizing everything humanity had done, the Primordial Dragon finally formed a relatively clear impression of the human species in its mind.

If not for the more important task Father God had entrusted to it, at this moment it wished it could fly straight to this region and burn every human it saw along the way into ash.

However, just because it couldn't leave didn't mean it couldn't exact revenge!

At this moment, it also recalled the examples Father God had set when creating beings like itself.

Since it couldn't leave this place to personally take revenge and reclaim its treasure, why not follow Father God's example and create its own juanzhu race, letting them seek out the treasure and destroy humanity in its stead?

Moreover, its territory was currently saturated with vast amounts of energy, which could be used just right to make its juanzhu powerful.

Presumably, when Father God helped it back then, it had already taken this into consideration and made all the preparations for it.

Thinking of this, the Primordial Dragon felt a surge of gratitude, and couldn't help sighing, Father God truly is the Primordial Dragon's Father God—unrivaled in strength and the most loving of all.

Even though He was no longer by its side, when it was in danger He still stepped in to help in an instant, and with a single gesture had even prepared everything for it.

Among all its siblings, who else could claim such treatment?!

Who el~se—?!

Indeed, it, the Primordial Dragon, was the most pampered little one of Father God!!

Though as the eldest, it shouldn't have such thoughts of competing for favor—it should set a proper example for its younger siblings.

But the Primordial Dragon, shaking its head, said it couldn't control itself!

Could it possibly control feelings of wild joy and secret delight?

After preening for a while, the Primordial Dragon stopped dawdling—its current condition wasn't exactly good.

It was only the urgency in its heart that had briefly roused it awake.

As its massive dragon wings unfurled and it took to the skies, soaring into the heavens above.

The Shijie Quanxian Suipian between its dragon horns, which had already partially sunk deep into its dragon head, began to glow. As for why the Shijie Quanxian Father God had given it had sunk into its body, the Primordial Dragon said that after what had happened earlier, it was a little scared.

Such an important treasure bestowed by Father God was better off hidden away.

In an instant, as its perception unfurled, it immediately and clearly saw everything around it, but limited by its own strength, the range was still too small.

It simply couldn't find the species it wanted.

Then again, the territory it currently occupied was an ancient city—even abandoned, such a place wouldn't be home to too many creatures, let alone having just gone through a fierce battle.

After surveying its surroundings, it decisively flew toward the nearest forest.

If there was anywhere with plenty of species suitable to be its juanzhu, it would have to be a large habitat like a forest.

A tremendous howling began to sound, marking the ancient dragon of firepower as it glided toward the forest.

Before long, it arrived above the forest, carrying a massive shadow.

At this moment, terrifying forest fires raged throughout the entire forest, and countless beasts too slow to escape perished in the flames.

Seeing this, the Primordial Dragon felt a pang of pity. This beautiful world had ultimately become somewhat ravaged because of its battles with those humans and otherworldly beings.

Although this terrifying catastrophe had been caused by its Father God's power, as Father God's most loyal little one, would it think that way?

Impossible! Father God was saving it!

If anyone was to blame, it was those humans who colluded with outside enemies!

At this thought, another surge of anger welled up in the Primordial Dragon's heart—it grew even more disgusted with these repulsive humans.

But anger aside, looking at the situation, it began to scatter large amounts of red light points, extinguishing the terrifying forest fires patch by patch.

"Mm~ what's this?"

However, just then, its perception suddenly detected an extremely faint life response near a certain forest fire.

Puzzled for a moment, the Primordial Dragon decisively flew toward that direction.

As it drew closer, a somewhat damaged nest, half of it already burning, appeared before it.

And within the nest, shrouded in thick smoke, three unconscious young dragons lay quietly, their fates unknown. Looking closely, one could even see that the chest of one of them was still rising faintly.

Clearly, the life response just now must have come from this young dragon.

Looking at this scene, at these three seemingly pitiful young dragons, the Primordial Dragon was suddenly reminded of the time it had taken care of its younger siblings on Father God's behalf.

Both were equally young and small.

With a helpless sigh, momentarily stirred by memories, it stopped being picky.

At this moment, its heart settled on these three pitiful yet incredibly fortunate young dragons as its targets—even though two of them had just died, and the third was about to die as well.

Under normal circumstances, no matter which intelligent being saw them, they would conclude they wouldn't survive.

But who could they have run into but it, the Primordial Dragon?

Gently extending a claw, the Primordial Dragon carefully suppressed its terrifying high temperature, then scooped up the three young dragons.

Then its massive dragon wings unfurled once more, heading back toward its dwelling of lava… oh, no! Perhaps it should now be called Tianzhuzhu.

The only remaining structure in this area of Tiandu Neicheng—a slender, sturdy pillar.

Tianzhuzhu!

……

Over a dozen minutes later, the enormous ancient dragon carefully folded its wings and landed atop that sole pillar still standing.

Then it gently set down the three young dragons.

"Then, let's begin."

After murmuring this to itself, the Primordial Dragon decisively drew upon the thick energy around it, carefully transforming it into grains of Ruxin Tunshi representing its very essence, which then sank into the bodies of the young ones.

However, unlike its former body-seizing, the Ruxin Tunshi light points it transformed now were pure light points carrying none of its consciousness.

These light points would slowly replace the young ones' bodies with flesh as powerful as its own, granting them forms and powers similar to an ancient dragon.

Of course, similar in form they might be, but in terms of power they still couldn't compare to their source—itself, the Primordial Dragon. They could only be called a weakened, youthful version of this true ancient dragon.

After all, it, the Primordial Dragon, had been personally crafted by the world's creator god (the Primordial Dragon's own belief), born from the essence of all things in the world—how could it be so casually replicated by the Primordial Dragon itself?

As for control, it still left the consciousness of these few hatchlings themselves in charge; only that, after the conversion through the world's authorization, these newly born young dragons that came into being by means of Ruxin Tunshi Light Points would carry the imprint belonging to their progenitor dragon, and thus could not turn and devour their original master.

After all, having once been a human living in an era of information explosion, Baichuan was extraordinarily clear about the betrayals and devouring of masters found in all kinds of novels and film and television dramas, and was on guard against this point at every moment.

This was also why Baichuan, when once granting these Juanzhu this shard, had spoken those words — because he had long since, by relying on that seemingly inexhaustible computing power, calculated out most of the accidents or changes of events to a near-complete degree.

It could be said that facing the majority of situations, he had left behind corresponding contingencies.

This point will not be mentioned further.

"Ha~~ ha~~"

Along with the cautious completion of converting these three hatchlings, the progenitor dragon, already in a state of heavy injury, also felt a wave of weakness, such that it began to pant heavily.

Because this was too great a drain on its spiritual power.

Nevertheless, in spite of this, it still gazed with a smile at these three young dragons whose vitality was beginning to flourish.

After this, these little ones would replace it in exterminating all traitors and recovering its treasure!

Even up to this moment, the progenitor dragon still could not forget its treasure!

It was only natural — the sharp claw that housed a glorious feat of its father god, and was moreover a treasure it could boast about to its younger brothers and sisters and make them green with envy.

Who could not keep it in mind?

(End of this chapter)