Chapter 124: Endless Blood Rain

The Wusheng Well is a forbidden ground of the Xiang Family.

Legend has it that the bones of a true dragon are buried at the bottom of this well.

Of course, this is merely a legend.

Creatures like true dragons do not live in a world like Jiuzhou.

Even if they did exist, they would live above the Nine Heavens.

At this moment, in front of the Wusheng Well, Xiang Li holds Xiang Long, his expression cold and stern.

A flicker of sorrow flashes in his eyes: "Long Er, do not blame your father for being heartless; without a Dragon Pattern, you will only..."

"It would be better to throw you into the Wusheng Well; what if you truly manifest a Dragon Pattern?"

Xiang Li holds Xiang Long, hesitates no longer, and directly tosses Xiang Long's body into the Wusheng Well.

Beside him, an aged voice drifts over.

"The Wusheng Well is ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang deep; for anyone of our Dragon Blood Family, if one is born without a Dragon Pattern..."

"Being dropped from a great height, especially into the Wusheng Well, carries a certain probability of obtaining a Dragon Pattern."

"Unfortunately, Xiang Long is still too young; the ten-thousand-zhang height of the Wusheng Well requires him to endure the five trials of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth to survive."

The white-haired old man hunches his back and speaks slowly.

Finally, he shakes his head and says one sentence: "There is no saving him."

Xiang Li stands where he is, clenching his fists; even though his physique and defense are extraordinary, his fingernails still sink into his flesh.

"Long Er, if there is a next life, do not be reborn into the Xiang Family."

In the end, Xiang Li adds another sentence: do not be reborn into Jiuzhou.

Jiuzhou is simply not a place for humans to stay.

Mortals have lives as cheap as grass, and evil spirits run rampant.

Cultivators are likewise like straw dogs, everyone in danger.

Just at this moment, a red light suddenly appears above the Heavenly Vault.

Xiang Li immediately looks up at the sky, his gaze narrowing.

The hunched old man looks at the horizon, straightening his spine at this moment.

An ethereal, majestic voice, mixed with helplessness, drifts over.

"I hate that I was not born three thousand years later, to join you in slaying the immortals in the heavens."

Following this voice, the entire Heavenly Vault turns blood-colored.

Endless blood rain falls from the sky.

The earth and the firmament are both dyed red.

Blood rain falling from the sky means a powerful being has fallen, and heaven and earth are weeping for her.

All mortals and cultivators in Jiuzhou look up at the sky, their eyes filled with pity.

"The Empress... she failed." Xiang Li grinds his teeth, his eyes turning cold.

The old man lets out a long sigh: "Even the Empress has failed; what hope is left for our Jiuzhou?"

Immortals are high above, situated in the clouds of the Nine Heavens.

The cultivators and mortals of the world are nothing more than livestock raised by the immortals.

Every once in a while, a giant hand appears in the dark of night, sweeping across the world.

"Sigh, our Dragon Blood Family, the creatures in legend who possess the Dragon Bloodline, the existence at the head of all spirits, to think that one day, we would also be reduced to food." The white-haired old man laments, his expression desolate.

Xiang Li gazes toward the Wusheng Well, his eyes filled with melancholy: "Over these past thousand years, the Wusheng Well has already buried tens of thousands of my Xiang Family's children."

The Medicine Blood State Xiang Family is one of the ten great powers of the Medicine Blood State.

If a Xiang Family descendant possesses a Dragon Pattern, they can stimulate their Dragon Blood and step onto the path of a cultivator.

If they do not have a Dragon Pattern, then when the child reaches one hundred days old, a Fish Line will appear above the Heavenly Vault to fish the infant away.

All cultivators of the Xiang Family know the origin of that Fish Line, but they are powerless against it.

It is precisely because of this that Xiang Li would throw his own flesh and blood into the Wusheng Well.

Without a Dragon Pattern, one will only be reduced to food.

The Xiang Family would rather throw their children into the Wusheng Well than let that thing in the sky fish them away.

Of course, even if one manifests a Dragon Pattern, one cannot escape the fate of being food.

However, one can linger on for tens, hundreds, or thousands of years.

Inside the Wusheng Well.

Lin Chao feels that he has been falling the entire time.

"Too unlucky."

Lin Chao is quite speechless.

Just born, and already thrown into a well.

Could it be that this reincarnation of his will end before he has even lived a day?

Although Lin Chao inherited his previous talents, those talents cannot help him solve the problem of falling to his death.

Around him, golden liquid suddenly appears, burning Lin Chao's body.

However, Lin Chao's expression remains clear.

"These are merely illusions."

The No-Refusal Dao Heart allows him to resist all pollution.

These illusions are also just a form of pollution.

The golden liquid vanished, followed by countless giant woods, extremely cold water, suffocating earth, and scorching fire.

However, the five-fold trial of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, if it were any other infant, or even a cultivator, might have resulted in immediate death.

Lin Chao was different; he possessed the No-Refusal Dao Heart and did not fear these five-fold trials.

Yet, even so, Lin Chao knew that he was in danger.

"I hope that someone below the Wusheng Well can catch me."

At this moment, Lin Chao had no choice but to use the Small Wish Technique.

Only in this way was there a glimmer of hope for survival.

However, this was very difficult to achieve.

With a terrifying existence like the Wusheng Well, how could any living creature appear below?

Time passed rapidly, and Lin Chao's body was also falling quickly.

However, this speed of descent strangely maintained a constant rate, and it was not very fast, allowing him to breathe.

But even so, if he fell to the bottom, he would still die if he was meant to die.

"Sigh."

Lin Chao let out a sigh.

Just at this moment, below the Wusheng Well, a pair of curious eyes stared at Lin Chao.

"You dragon... why don't you have wings?"

Lin Chao was slightly stunned; he had heard a human voice.

Immediately, he was overjoyed; was there someone below the Wusheng Well?

Had his Small Wish Technique succeeded?

In an instant, Lin Chao felt himself come into contact with something soft.

He had been caught and placed on the ground.

This was not the tactile sensation of a human.

Having just been born, Lin Chao's vision was weak, but due to his special constitution, he was still able to see the creature before him.

It was a butterfly—no, it was a bird.

More accurately, it was a combination of a butterfly and a bird.

Cyan wing feathers and delicate eyes made it look very peculiar, yet it possessed a unique beauty.

The butterfly-bird looked at Lin Chao and blinked its eyes: "You dragon... why don't you have wings?"

It repeated the question once more.

Lin Chao did not reply.

At present, he was unable to articulate words clearly.

"Can't you little fellow speak?" The butterfly-bird seemed to have discovered something, its voice filled with a hint of excitement, "Is it because you don't have a mother to teach you how to speak that you can't talk?"

Lin Chao was speechless.

If he could speak, he certainly would.

I am just too young and cannot speak yet.

Moreover, Lin Chao felt that his current body's constitution was very weak, making it difficult even to let out a cry.

"You don't have a mother; how about I be your mother?"

The butterfly-bird continued to talk to itself.

Lin Chao very much wanted to refute this.

Who in the world would acknowledge a bird as their mother?

"That doesn't feel quite right, it's as if I'm taking advantage of you."

The butterfly-bird muttered to itself.

Lin Chao breathed a sigh of relief; this savior of his had finally returned to normal.

Suddenly, it thought of something, its voice excited: "How about you be my father, and I'll be your mother!"

Lin Chao: "..."

"When I was ignorant, I always followed that big guy around.

But after I woke up later, I appeared in the Wusheng Well.

I don't have a father, and you don't have a mother; aren't we a perfect match?"

The butterfly-bird continued to talk to itself.

One could sense that it was very lonely.

"Actually, I miss that big guy a little.

But whenever I go to find it, I enter an ignorant state again.

No vision, no hearing, only able to feel a hint of warmth."

The butterfly-bird seemed to have encountered a human for the first time and kept on chattering.

At this moment, however, Lin Chao felt a sense of hunger wash over him.

The butterfly-bird did not notice Lin Chao's predicament and continued to chatter incessantly.

"Little fellow, call me mother and let me hear it?"

"If you don't call, I'll take it that you've agreed?"

"Are you hungry?"

The butterfly-bird looked at Lin Chao, and its figure vanished from sight.

On the other side, intense hunger and sleepiness struck, and Lin Chao fell into a deep slumber.

However, when he woke up again, he discovered that something was different.

At this moment, he was lying on a soft bed.

He was startled to hear the sound of his mother and father from this life arguing.

"You are so cruel; Long Er barely managed not to die in the Wusheng Well, and now you want to throw him back into the well!"

"He survived the Wusheng Well, but he still has no Dragon Pattern.

If we don't continue to throw him into the Wusheng Well, after his hundredth day, he will eventually still..."

"Sigh..."

The sound of the two discussing also allowed Lin Chao to gradually understand his current situation.

Only by having a Dragon Pattern on one's back can one avoid death at one hundred days.

And to activate the Dragon Pattern acquired later in life, one must enter the Wusheng Well.

"But, the next time he is thrown into the Wusheng Well, Long Er might not have such good luck and may not necessarily survive."

"Besides this, what other way is there?

The Wusheng Well is the only chance."

"It is a pity that the Seven Fragrances Empress challenged that person and ultimately fell as well.

Otherwise... this world might have changed, and my Long Er would not have to suffer such a bitter fate."

"It is too difficult; what the Seven Fragrances Empress challenged was merely a guarding Heavenly Human.

Above the sky, there are still Immortals, and they are the true scourge."

"The Seven Fragrances Empress was stunningly brilliant, and even she was defeated; our Jiuzhou... sigh."

At this time, Xiang Li's gaze became cold and stern: "Before the Seven Fragrances Empress fell, she once said, 'I hate that I was not born three thousand years later to join you in striking down the Immortals in the sky.'

Don't you find it strange? Why 'born later'?"

Lin Chao's parents in this life chatted for a few sentences, then turned their attention to Lin Chao.

"Long Er, this time you must achieve Awakening of the Dragon Pattern, otherwise, you will not live to see one hundred days."

Before the Wusheng Well, under the gaze of the crowd, Lin Chao was once again thrown into the Wusheng Well.

Lin Chao was quite speechless.

This time, he was thrown into the Wusheng Well again.

"How strange, according to the description, the casting of the Small Wish Technique requires paying a certain price, and it is not guaranteed to be realized.

When I cast it last time, it should not have been successful.

However, I was saved by the butterfly bird.

So, was the last time a coincidence?"

Lin Chao felt very uneasy; he did not think that the coincidence would continue.

The next second, a familiar voice rang in his ears again.

"Ah, why did you fall down again?"

Lin Chao felt a sense of softness; he was picked up by the butterfly bird once more.

Lin Chao felt fortunate.

This life was truly too unlucky; just born, and already being tossed about constantly.

To survive, he must grow a Dragon Pattern, but Lin Chao did not know what a Dragon Pattern was.

"If only I were given some books, along with information on the Dragon Pattern."

This time, Lin Chao did not feel hungry.

On the clothes he was wrapped in, there was a piece of special jade.

Every once in a while, it would emit light, enter his body, and replenish his nutrients.

(End of this chapter)