Chapter 141: Slumber

Regarding the strength of the Purgatory Fire Dragon, Naimi Xisi was also quite surprised; no wonder that in ancient times, that elf Mage, relying on the "Chaotic World Demon Star", beat down the True Dragon clan.

The Purgatory Fire Dragon's power is truly overwhelming, even surpassing the vast majority of True Dragons; perhaps among the ten moral and evil dragons, only the Golden Dragon could overwhelm it.

Moreover, the terrifying breeding and growth rate of the "Chaotic World Demon Star" means that if a schemer actually obtained it, Frelen's dragon race would face another apocalypse.

Even Naimi Xisi wavered for a moment after witnessing Wang Mu La's power; if enough adult dragon essences were gathered, Summoning an Ancient Purgatory Fire Dragon—"No, that would be courting death."

Naimi Xisi shook their head and tossed the dangerous idea aside.

If they truly dared to do so, even though the dragon gods, constrained by the Great Ones, could not impose divine punishment in the Tianyu Realm's crystal barrier system, that clan of Harmony Dragons constantly monitoring the Multiverse's dragon numbers would likely traverse planes to hunt them.

Moreover, Naimi Xisi has long accepted their identity as a True Dragon; without being provoked, they could not condone slaughtering the dragon race for such a reason.

The devil's temptation is that lethal—they always find humanity's weakest spot and openly lure people to fall by offering irresistible benefits.

Even knowing that the result of falling is a plunge into the nine layers of hell, never to be reborn, countless greedy people still rush forward, like moths to a flame.

Naimi Xisi believes that no matter how glorious that elf Mage was thirty thousand years ago, after his death his soul will inevitably become another treasure in the Great Devil Treasury.

After I die, who cares about a deluge? No, those who make a pact with the devil will experience being drowned by floodwaters after death.

Thinking of this, Naimi Xisi waved a hand, feeling a bit listless, no longer in the mood to tease the Rain Dragon; they aim to grow quickly, to a point where no one can control their fate, whether it be devils coveting them or the demon high lord Di Mo Gao Gen who wishes to kill them.

Receiving Naimi Xisi's signal, Wang Mu La slightly eased the force on their tail.

"Submit to me, Rain Dragon, swear to the gods, and I will spare your life."

Facing life and death, the Rain Dragon finally bowed its head; at moments like this, Naimi Xisi feels the usefulness of being a True Dragon.

Many proud, powerful Monsters, when thwarted by humans, goblins or other lowly beings, let their pride drive them to prefer death over submission.

But for most powerful Monsters, even True Dragons, submitting to a True Dragon for survival is not such an embarrassing act.

It's like making a human submit to a dog; proud people find that unacceptable, yet if the one to submit to is an empire's king or a noble princess, it's more tolerable.

The pride of intelligent beings has varying limits depending on the counterpart; each time Naimi Xisi encounters this, they marvel at the quirks of humanity.

After the Rain Dragon submitted, it reported its condition and the situation near the mountain peak to Naimi Xisi.

The Rain Dragon is named Te La Lou Ke Te, a very tongue‑twisting name, but it says most Rain Dragons have similarly cumbersome names.

Te La Lou Ke Te's strength is roughly equivalent to a level‑13 adventurer, which is typical for most Rain Dragons; as pseudo‑dragons, Rain Dragons do not grow naturally like True Dragons and must rely on hard training.

An adult Rain Dragon usually has about level‑11 strength, and Te La Lou Ke Te is already among the best of the Rain Dragons.

According to Te La Lou Ke Te, on another peak of Twin Cape, a powerful tribe of trolls resides, often raiding the mountain for prey. The Rain Dragon lacks effective means against trolls; although the trolls cannot kill it, it cannot stop them either. Over the years, Te La Lou Ke Te has turned a blind eye, coexisting peacefully with those trolls.

Te La Lou Ke Te mentions those trolls with ill intent; he has long been annoyed by those monsters that possess terrifying regenerative abilities but only fear fire and strong acid. This fire dragon could easily wipe them out; he wishes Naimi Xisi would take the fire dragon there for a spin and eliminate those trolls.

Unfortunately, Naimi Xisi is about to fall into slumber and does not intend to waste time dealing with a troll group; they simply ordered the Rain Dragon to continue guarding the lake, then dug a cavern deep for themselves.

As a devil, the Purgatory Fire Dragon is unsuitable for prolonged exposure, easily causing trouble, so Naimi Xisi ordered Wang Mu La to dig a nest beside them to guard their slumber.

The two pseudo‑dragons, one bright and one dark, under their watch, allowed Naimi Xisi to calmly retrieve their gold coins and treasures from a spatial bag, arrange them into a large bed shape, and then lie down to sleep peacefully.

The slumber surged; the moment they lay down, their eyelids fought, yearning to plunge into darkness, but before falling asleep they vaguely sensed a familiar will warmly enveloping their body. — Wang Mu La, as usual, stared blankly at the lava slowly flowing down the wall, idly scraping the gold coins beneath them with sharp dragon claws.

She has been living this way for three years.

Every day and night, since her master fell into slumber, she has not left the cave she herself dug.

The Purgatory Fire Dragon's magic has long transformed the cavern, the entire cave now covered by scorching lava, except for a small area beneath Wang Mu La, which she protects with magic, keeping it as soil to prevent the gold coins from melting.

Initially, she hoped the trolls that the Rain Dragon mentioned would return to cause trouble, because her master said that was the only reason she could leave the cave—to help the Rain Dragon slay invaders.

But they didn't.

Three years have passed, not even a single insect has reached the summit; three years ago, the acid rain she caused devastated the mountain's ecosystem on a large scale, many animals fled or died, and the trolls grew too lazy to hunt there.

And she has had to stay in the cavern, guarding her master's slumber.

Wang Mu La sighed; her violent, evil temperament has nearly been worn smooth by three years of meditation.

Just as she thought today would be another boring, empty day as usual.

Suddenly, a sound came from above her head, and three knocks echoed from the cave entrance.

Wang Mu La's eyes lit up; this was the prearranged signal with Te La Lou Ke Te, meaning enemies were invading! Could today finally be the day she can go out?! Wang Mu La gasped excitedly, sparks shooting from her nose, and she hurriedly pried open the cave's exit.

The exit, sealed by soil for years, extended sharp dragon claws, and a torrent of lava surged out, melting the ground.

Wang Mu La's massive dragon head emerged, seeing the Rain Dragon standing far away, disdainfully watching the lava spewing from the cave entrance.

"Big guy, control your lava! The trolls are coming; if you have energy, splash it on them!" Te La Lou Ke Te said, moving even farther away, fearing the lava might burn him.

(End of Chapter)