Chapter 126: The Passing Blue Dragon and the Juan Ce Long

Zha Ke Xi Wa's mood went from excitement at first, to irritation, and then to despair.

After a nonstop day and night of chatter, Bronze Dragon Gonde finally paused and took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

"Um… may I leave?" Zha Ke Xi Wa said weakly.

Bronze Dragon Gonde was astonished: "Leave? Why would you leave? We haven't finished talking yet; you promised to keep me company for a chat, and we've only been talking for a day and a night!"

His huge dragon eyes pressed close to Zha Ke Xi Wa, causing a cold sweat to break out across Zha Ke Xi Wa's back.

"Are you breaking your promise? That's not a good person's behavior!"

"N-no," Zha Ke Xi Wa laughed awkwardly, "it's just… I'm afraid of encountering that blue dragon."

"Blue dragon?!" Bronze Dragon Gonde exclaimed, his face turning pale.

Both Bronze Dragons and blue dragons are desert‑dwelling dragon breeds, with one being a good dragon and the other an evil dragon; whenever the two meet they fight to the death.

Bronze Dragons are weaker than blue dragons; they can only rely on sheer numbers to trade blows, and even that is the limit—most end up being the ones beaten.

Bronze Dragon Gonde has endured many painful memories of being hunted by blue dragons, and this human's words scared him so much he forgot how to speak.

"Yes, yes—didn't I tell you at the start? The caravan I was with was destroyed by a blue dragon; it may still be circling nearby," Zha Ke Xi Wa said, sounding bewildered.

"Huh," Bronze Dragon thought, "I was busy talking to myself then—who was listening to you?"

No, I have to run quickly. Hmm, before leaving I'll take this human with me; he promised to chat, so after another month I'll let him go! Bronze Dragon decided this in his mind and prepared to snatch Zha Ke Xi Wa and fly away.

But an uninvited guest had already arrived.

Massive wings cut across the sky, a huge blue silhouette circled overhead, and a bolt of lightning crashed down, striking the sand five meters in front of Bronze Dragon.

"Hmph, I told you I smelled that death scent—so it's you, Gonde. Where will you run this time?" a mature woman's voice echoed from the sky.

"Ah, it's you—what a coincidence, Wang Mu La~" Bronze Dragon sneered in greeting, slipping backward.

"Boom!"

Another lightning bolt struck behind him, hitting his tail; Bronze Dragon Gonde let out a painful howl, his anger uncontainable.

"Damn stinky hag! Don't overstep! You really think I can't beat you? I'm telling you, my brother will be here soon, and then the two of us dragons will kill you!"

"Heh heh," a sinister laugh drifted from the sky, "then I'll slay you and your brother together; your dragon heads will make fine additions to my collection."

Bronze Dragon Gonde flapped his wings hurriedly and took off, not forgetting to clutch Zha Xi Da Wa as he ran; lightning after lightning chased behind him, and his clumsy body was nearly struck by every bolt. He stared at the charred blackness on his back and fled wildly.

"Help! Save me! Is there a Bronze Dragon! Kill the dragon!!" Bronze Dragon Gonde shouted plaintively while running, a cry that broke the hearts of listeners and brought tears.

But the blue dragon Wang Mu La behind him was stone‑hearted, spitting out more lightning without hesitation.

Helpless, Bronze Dragon could only fly while turning back to spew a torrent of flame, trying to obscure Wang Mu La's sight.

The tactic worked, for the fire cloud hid Bronze Dragon's position, and the barrage of lightning breaths passed through empty air.

Yet Wang Mu La was untroubled, leisurely trailing behind at her own pace; she waited for Bronze Dragon Gonde to exhaust his strength, then she could fully relish killing this despised Bronze Dragon.

Just as she was about to launch another bolt, she suddenly halted.

She smelled a scent—a faint dragon aroma, very light yet unmistakable, completely different from Bronze Dragon's. Another True Dragon had arrived.

"Damn, you really know how to ruin my plans; you'd better be just passing by!" Wang Mu La's expression turned grim.

But Bronze Dragon Gonde was overjoyed, waving toward the distant dark spot.

"Hey! Hey! Brothers! Sisters! Save me! A blue dragon wants to kill me!"

Even though he didn't know what kind of dragon was coming, it didn't stop Bronze Dragon from pleading for help; to him, one blue dragon or two made no difference—he couldn't defeat them.

The figure drew nearer, and both Wang Mu La and Gonde froze, looking at each other in surprise.

Elegant, beautiful silver scales covered its entire body, including a massive fin‑like tail; atop the shining scales ran interlaced gold and blue magical runes, forming intricate, gorgeous patterns.

The silver giant dragon's back bore a huge silver mantle, like wings spreading through the air.

"Is that a Juan Ce Long?! That's truly rare, but why is it silver?" Bronze Dragon Gonde was startled, his jaws gaping; he hadn't expected to encounter such a rare dragon species.

Yet looking at its size, it seemed to be only a young dragon. This realization left Bronze Dragon feeling hopeless; even if this Juan Ce Long agreed to help, he probably still couldn't defeat that blue dragon.

Wang Mu La sneered, "Is this the aid you were waiting for? A young dragon?"

She flashed a cruel smile at the incoming giant dragon: "Cowardly neutral dragon, leave this place at once, don't disturb my hunt, or I won't mind adding another dragon head to my collection."

At this moment, the silver giant dragon, Naimi Xisi, was somewhat surprised.

He was merely traveling, yet suddenly encountered two giant dragons, one of which the blue dragon even spoke insolently?!

"Wait! Juan Ce Long brothers! Please help me! This blue dragon is a pervert who loves killing dragons for fun; even if she kills me, she won't spare you!" Bronze Dragon Gonde hurriedly said.

Naimi Xisi understood, and there was also a Bronze Dragon—no wonder.

Bronze Dragons and blue dragons are mortal enemies, a fact known to virtually all giant dragons.

However, he also noted that his senses toward this arrogant blue dragon were poor; who says neutral dragons are always cowardly? They assess the situation—that's clever!

Foolish blue dragon! "Blue dragon Wang Mu La, is it?" Naimi Xisi ignored the blue dragon's threat and contemptuously called her name.

The provoked blue dragon's eyes turned dangerous; regardless of how this young dragon knew her name, she realized this over‑confident youth was meddling.

"Since I'm in a good mood, you may leave; otherwise, I assure you, the outcome you'll face will be worse than death," Naimi Xisi said with a pointed smile.

His black egg might finally have suitable food.

A blue dragon that knows no death would be perfect fodder for the black egg.

But that presumes the other party heeds his advice.

Unfortunately, blue dragon Wang Mu La did not accept the counsel, and instead was incensed by the over‑confident young dragon.

A literal thunderstorm of fury.

In the next instant, countless bolts of lightning spewed from her mouth.

(End of Chapter)