Chapter 120

For Luo Fu, what attracted him most was a massive dragon, at least hundreds of zhang long, coiling its body before the cave entrance.

The dragon's entire body was green, adorned with golden horns, its whiskers drifting, golden claws pressed to the ground, radiating an overwhelmingly thick aura.

Its enormous pupils fixed on Luo Fu.

A terrifying aura of a Pre-Saint instantly pressed upon Luo Fu.

It was the pressure of a supreme life tier.

Pre-Saint—those were the strongest beings below the Saint level.

In the past, Luo Fu had interacted with Saint Tongtian.

But Tongtian Jiaozhu would always restrain his power when facing his direct disciples, never unleash it freely.

After all, beings at the Jin Xian level could not withstand the weight of a Saint's presence.

Not to mention releasing such an aura without cause, which would negatively affect even his own disciples.

Thus, Saints generally restrained their Hunyuan-layer pressure.

Nowadays, only a very few powerful beings truly understood how terrifying a Saint could be.

Ordinary Jin Xian, facing Pre-Saint pressure, would feel fear and trembling in their souls—a pure oppression of power tiers, unrelated to their own will.

But for one with maxed-out comprehension, who had received teachings from Tongtian Jiaozhu,

even if this Green Dragon were merely a fallen Pre-Saint, even a true Pre-Saint powerhouse would struggle to evoke such emotion in Luo Fu now.

His maxed-out comprehension had polished his consciousness to an astonishing degree.

"Senior Green Dragon, you didn't bring me here just to scare me, did you?" Luo Fu smiled faintly, gazing at the Green Dragon staring at him.

The Green Dragon before him, hundreds of zhang in length and radiating Pre-Saint aura, was indeed terrifying.

But Luo Fu could also sense that the Dragon's aura was faint and unstable, and his physical form likely wasn't real.

The true body of the Green Dragon had probably been shattered during the Long Feng cataclysm of old.

Of course, perhaps this Green Dragon's form was real after all.

After all, with a Saint's aid, the Green Dragon might have regained some of his former power.

But for Luo Fu, whether this Green Dragon's body was real or not had no impact whatsoever.

He only needed to know: what was the Green Dragon's true purpose in summoning him here?

Of course, Luo Fu also knew this Green Dragon had no intention of harming him—otherwise, how could his teacher, Tongtian Jiaozhu, have left this ancient Dragon elder on Mount Kunlun?

Even Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun had ignored him.

You couldn't possibly think the Green Dragon could evade the perception of Tongtian Jiaozhu and Yuanshi Tianzun.

If Tongtian and the others were merely Pre-Saints, then perhaps the Green Dragon could have hidden from the Three Pure Ones—but now, the Three Pure Ones are all Saints.

All these factors combined allowed Luo Fu to deduce he was in no danger.

"Young Luo Fu, I certainly didn't come to frighten you," the Green Dragon replied, his gaze showing a hint of approval. "I have come to seek you out regarding a matter I wish to discuss with you."

"Senior, please speak—I am all ears," Luo Fu said.

"Young Luo Fu, would you be willing to accept the Dragon Clan's inheritance?" The Green Dragon rose to his full height, his enormous pupils locked onto Luo Fu with unwavering resolve.

Dragon Clan inheritance.

Luo Fu paused, surprised that the Green Dragon wanted him to accept the Dragon Clan's inheritance.

Or rather, in original history, the Green Dragon had passed the Dragon Clan's inheritance to Emperor Fu Xi.

Emperor Fu Xi, upon reincarnation, became a great human cultivator.

Eventually, the Dragon Clan became humanity's totem, integrated into humanity itself.

Perhaps at that time, when the Green Dragon gave the inheritance to Fu Xi, Fu Xi used human destiny to bring about certain changes to the Dragon Clan.

Naturally, under normal circumstances, even if Fu Xi and the Green Dragon had made a pact, it would have been mutually beneficial—Fu Xi would never betray humanity.

Otherwise, how could Fu Xi have become a human sage?

After all, Fu Xi's sister was Saint Nüwa.

Nüwa had arranged for her brother Fu Xi's reincarnation—how could she let him suffer?

But now, due to Luo Fu's arrival, he may have, in some way, replaced the future Fu Xi.

After all, this was an era before the Wu Yao cataclysm had even ended.

The so-called original history had not yet begun, let alone Luo Fu, this transmigrator, whose presence was causing the Primordial World to change ever more drastically.

Yet this point—

The few Saints currently had no strong perception of it.

One could say Luo Fu's butterfly wings had not yet flapped with great force.

But regardless, Luo Fu had indeed caught the Green Dragon's attention.

Otherwise, the Green Dragon would not have sought him out personally; even if he had, and Luo Fu failed the trials, the Green Dragon could have simply gifted him some treasures.

But now, the Green Dragon had revealed his true intent.

That was to pass the Dragon Clan's inheritance to Luo Fu.

Zu Long, with the remaining powerful Dragon clan members, guarded the Four Seas—the Green Dragon knew this well.

Precisely because of this, he understood that if the Dragon Clan did not take action after stepping down from the Primordial World's central stage, they would become as scarce as the Beginning Qilin and the Phoenix Clan.

At least, the current Dragon Clan, though weak, was far stronger than the Beginning Qilin Clan.

Precisely because of this,

the Green Dragon believed the Dragon Clan still needed a patron—a protector to prevent their extinction.

And across the Primordial World,

Saints were the greatest patrons.

Even if the Wu and Yao perished, even if humanity endlessly slaughtered one another in the future, the Celestial Dao Saints remained utterly unaffected.

But Qinglong knew that even if he offered the Dragon Clan's inheritance to the Saint, the Saint would likely refuse it.

Qinglong understood this well.

In the past, due to a certain debt of gratitude, the Three Pure Ones had helped him restore to his current state—this had nearly repaid the karmic debt from before.

Therefore, for Qinglong, if he could find a sentient being closely tied to the Saint, that would be best.

Like the future Heavenly Emperor Fuxi.

He was not only a forefather of the human race who might receive the Dragon Clan's inheritance, but perhaps also had some connection to the Saint Nüwa.

Within Mount Kunlun.

To Qinglong, the beings most closely tied to those Saints were their direct disciples.

Such as the disciples of Master Yuanshi, or the direct disciples of Tongtian Jiaozhu.

As for ordinary Jie Sect disciples, Qinglong looked down on them.

After all, when the Dragon Clan ruled the Primordial World, what were these ordinary Jie Sect disciples?

Remember, back then there was no system like Ancestor Hongjun explaining the Great Luo Path, the Quasi-Saint layer, or even the Saint Path to the beings of the Primordial World.

Yet even so, the three clans—Dragon, Long Feng, and Beginning Qilin—had many strong ones who became Quasi-Saints in those days.

This alone proved that each clan's inheritance was astonishingly powerful.

Otherwise, how could so many Quasi-Saints have emerged within the Dragon Clan back then?

Remember, even those chaotic demons reborn into the Primordial World were only at the Quasi-Saint layer back then.

Combined with all these reasons, Qinglong's standards were extremely high—ordinary Primordial World beings could not possibly catch his eye.

And the Luo Fu before them? He was a newly accepted direct disciple of Saint Tongtian.

His difference from ordinary Jie Sect disciples was as vast as heaven and earth.

There were many Jie Sect disciples, but direct disciples—currently, including Luo Fu, there were only five.

Even more importantly, Luo Fu's identity.

He was human.

Qinglong remembered that Tongtian Jiaozhu had once told him: humans were the future masters of heaven and earth; establishing a connection with the future masters of heaven and earth would be beneficial to the Dragon Clan.

Let's set that aside for now.

Luo Fu heard Qinglong ask if he would accept the inheritance, and merely shook his head and said, "Senior Qinglong, I have already become a disciple under the Saint—how could I possibly accept the Dragon Clan's inheritance?"

It was like a person who had already joined one Men Sect, then tried to join another.

"Don't worry," Qinglong chuckled. "Accepting the Dragon Clan's inheritance does not require leaving the Saint's sect. Besides, I know the Saint's inheritance is far more appealing than the Dragon Clan's."

Luo Fu said nothing in response.

Although it was true, Luo Fu would never say it so bluntly.

"I don't mind at all that you're a disciple of the Saint—in fact, it's precisely because you're a disciple of the Saint that I'll pass on the Dragon Clan's inheritance to you," Qinglong said slowly.