Chapter 331: Ten Thousand Dragon Palace

Wake up, wake up!

No way, this Dragon Person just won't wake up, what can we do about it?

We met him here anyway, we're the same race, we can't just leave him. Let's carry him back and have the priest take a look first~

Huh? He's an outsider Dragon Person, and his draconic transformation is incomplete; clearly he was transformed from a human…

The leading man looked at the gravely wounded, unconscious Yan Buji, then glanced at the woman beside him and said, "He's at least one of our own."

These days Dragon People are becoming fewer, those willing to voluntarily transform into Dragon People are extremely rare, and now the Dragon People tribe is precisely in need of more manpower.

These individuals are not ordinary cultivators, nor are they like Yan Buji, whose draconic transformation is incomplete and monster‑like; they are true Dragon People.

Their scale armor only covers the forearms of both hands, and the hands have begun to morph into dragon claws to some degree. Apart from that, they only have two horns on their heads; the rest of their appearance is much like ordinary humans.

A normal Dragon Person can manifest their full‑body dragon scale armor at any time; after all, it's a major survival ability for Dragon People, and the presence of dragon scales can significantly boost a flesh body's defense.

Regarding Yan Buji, they instantly saw that this Dragon Person was gravely wounded and unconscious, yet not dead in this vast ocean, since Dragon People can breathe underwater.

But looking at him like that, it's almost as if he's dead.

His magical energy is depleted, half his body is shattered, organs exposed, almost every bone pulverized—yet he somehow remains alive?

The man looked at Yan Buji's clenched fists and nodded.

He must have faced immense despair, barely escaping death, unwilling to die like that.

That's exactly like the Dragon People tribe.

Soon, a group of Dragon People carried Yan Buji into a cluster of underwater palace complexes; the nearby Dragon People glanced around with puzzled faces:

"Wang Chao, what did you guys pick up this time?"

"Is that a Dragon Person?"

"No way, we're already short on food here, and now another newcomer?"

The leading man spoke in a deep voice, replying, "Everyone, at this critical moment for the Dragon People, each additional person adds strength!"

"Ah, stop talking about that, I'm sick of hearing it."

"If you have the ability, bring back some food; my household is about to run out of the pot."

"Exactly, exactly."

The woman beside them shouted angrily, "You!"

"Alright, no need to say more," Wang Chao shook his head and led Yan Buji into the palace.

The main hall contained many reliefs inscribed with the Dragon People's origins and history; this is their past.

At the central altar, an elder Dragon Person leaned by a big cauldron, holding a staff and stirring something unknown.

"Priest, we found a Dragon Person out there, but he seems close to dying; could you take a look?" Wang Chao said.

"Bring him up, cough cough cough."

The elder Dragon Person coughed a few times, and the others hurriedly carried Yan Buji onto the altar.

He turned, gazing at the incompletely transformed Yan Buji, furrowed his brow and asked, "Where did you pick him up?"

"We found him in Soul Mountain; we don't know how he ended up there."

"Hmm... alright, you can wait outside for now."

"Understood."

Wang Chao and the others left, while the elder Dragon Person scooped a bowl of the cauldron's contents, pinched Yan Buji's cheek, and fed it to him.

At this moment, Yan Buji's body jolted suddenly, growing increasingly violent.

"This life‑or‑death broth truly walks the line between life and death; whether you survive depends on how hard your fate is," the elder Dragon Person said, turning to continue stirring the cauldron.

Half an hour later.

Yan Buji suddenly awoke from the stupor, a foul breath churning in his chest, his face flushed with anger!

The elder Dragon Person sensed it and struck Yan Buji's chest with a staff!

Puff!!!!

A blast of black vapor erupted from Yan Buji's mouth, instantly making him feel refreshed.

"What is this?"

"You woke up? You're lucky; you drank my broth and didn't die—you're the first," the elder Dragon Person put down the staff, extinguished the fire, and turned with a smile.

Yan Buji looked up, saw the familiar two horns, and froze, "Dragon Person?!"

"What's so strange? Aren't you a Dragon Person too?"

Yan Buji struggled to stand; the wounds on his body throbed faintly, but seemed much improved.

But Yan Buji knew that, relying solely on his flesh's healing speed, his injuries could never fully recover.

"You saved me?"

"I'd say so; Wang Chao and his group brought you back."

"Wang Chao? Any other Dragon People?"

The elder Dragon Person thought for a moment and said, "This is the Dragon People's Ten Thousand Dragon Palace."

Yan Buji inhaled deeply, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you; I can never repay the life‑saving grace."

"No need, I don't like people owing me anything. Since you want to repay, go outside and find Wang Chao, and help the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace get through its crisis first."

"Hm?"

The elder Dragon Person said nothing, merely waved his hand for him to leave.

Yan Buji, bewildered, bowed and exited the palace.

The elder Dragon Person continued stirring the cauldron, murmuring, "Is it him?"

Soon after Yan Buji emerged, he saw several Dragon People sitting on the steps and walked over.

Those individuals turned, stood up, and looked at Yan Buji, "You woke up?"

Wang Chao clasped his fists and said: "I am Wang Chao of the Dragon People; I don't know how to address you, fellow Daoist."

"I... hehe, I am Yan Buji, thank you several fellow Daoists for saving me." Yan Buji paused, then suddenly laughed a few times, and gave his real name.

Because he felt that real name and false name were no longer important; as long as someone was watching him, whether he changed his appearance or his name, the situation was the same.

In that case, there's no need to hide anything.

Wang Chao nodded: "Yan Daoist, since you've awakened, I wonder what your plans are?"

"I have nowhere else to go; if the Dragon People are willing to take me in, I'd like to stay here." Yan Buji shook his head.

Burying his desires deep, he needed a strength to support him, a strength that could arm-wrestle with the sages!

Aren't those sages claiming to have seen through fate?

The Dragon People are a good place; they've been placed under a bloodline forbidden curse by the sages, so there's no reason not to hate and resent them!

Therefore Yan Buji must integrate into them, relying on the Dragon People's foundation to develop, at least to have a chance of further progress.

Wang Chao smiled; he seemed not to have noticed Yan Buji thinking so much, and said: "Then it's good; the food in the Wanlong Palace is running low, we need to hurry out to find something to eat."

Hmm?

Yan Buji looked strange: "Such a big Dragon People, and you can't find food?"

"It's because this place is too barren." The female Dragon Person beside him gave Yan Buji a look, hands on hips, asking: "Do you know where this is?"

"Isn't this the Wanlong Palace of the Dragon People? That old man inside told me."

"But the Wanlong Palace is now located in the Boundless Sea Trench, which is one of the Ten Great Dangerous Places of the Five Regions!"

Boundless Sea Trench?!

Yan Buji's expression changed, he took a deep breath.