Chapter 57: Companion Dragon King Ambushed

Hum!

Hum!

Low, rumbling roars sounded one after another; the voice was not loud, even somewhat childish, like the growl of a young beast.

Yet within this slightly immature roar lay a hint of majesty, like a dragon's chant, pure and unmatched, capable of making all beasts submit.

In the direction from which the roars came, two young ferocious beasts were fighting, even to the point of a deadly battle.

Only upon close observation did one realize they were not ordinary young beasts, but two young dragons.

One of the young dragons resembled a qilin, with a deer‑like, horse‑like body, wolf hooves, its whole body covered in purple dragon scales, and purple mist swirling around it, appearing supremely divine.

However, the only difference from a qilin was that this young beast had a primordial dragon's head bearing two deer antlers.

And the young beast fighting this qilin‑like young dragon appeared much more ordinary.

It was a dark brown young dragon, resembling a tiger or leopard; although its skull somewhat resembled a primordial dragon's head, it lacked the purity of the other qilin‑like young dragon.

Moreover, the battle between the two young dragons was almost one‑sided; the dark brown young dragon was clearly no match for the qilin‑like one.

However, although the dark brown young dragon's combat ability was somewhat inferior to that of the qilin‑like young beast, it possessed a unique tenacity and stubbornness.

Time and again it fell into pools of blood, yet each time it relied on its formidable willpower to rise again and continue fighting alongside the qilin‑like young dragon.

Not far from the two young dragons, two figures stood silently—one in billowing dark robes, the other in white clothing as pure as snow: they were Feng Yi and Lan Nuo.

"Primordial Dragon?"

A slightly doubtful voice came from Lan Nuo's mouth as she gazed at the two young dragons locked in constant combat, a hint of curiosity appearing on her face.

"The legendary primordial dragon is actually formed through postnatal transformation?"

"That's right."

Feng Yi's eyes flickered with divine light as he looked at the two small dragons that had appeared right before him, including that dark‑blooded stubborn little dragon, and he seemed to grasp something faintly.

He nodded, speaking in a leisurely tone: "The dragon race differs from other races; under normal circumstances, no innate primordial dragon appears."

"Furthermore, the dragon race has been cursed by a powerful entity, forbidding two primordial dragons from meeting; otherwise, a terrible calamity will ensue."

"Thus, in the present age, the primordial dragons of the dragon race are basically the ultimate beings that emerge after defeating myriad dragons and undergoing transformation; they can be considered the sole existence."

"Within the dragon royal lineages, whether it be the lion‑king dragon bearing regal aura, the ferocious eight‑armed evil dragon, or the mighty tyrannosaurus, a true primordial dragon may arise, provided it can defeat myriad dragons, undergo transformation, and change its form."

"One dragon emerges, one dragon falls—two dragons must not meet. This is the destiny of the dragon race today."

Saying this, Feng Yi's eyes involuntarily showed a trace of emotion as he lamented the rise and fall of the dragon race in this realm.

You should know that the dragon race once stood alongside the celestial and human peoples, ruling a glorious civilization era of the Nine Provinces; not to mention primordial dragons, even stone‑king‑level ancestral dragons appeared.

But because of the curse from another world, the dragon race of the present age can barely produce even a single primordial dragon comparable to an ancestral god.

Of course, this does not count Keke and its mother, those two special innate primordial dragons.

One must admit that the other world, after countless civilizational eras of development, has accumulated power that is truly overwhelming, with methods so bizarre that no current era of the Nine Provinces can hope to match.

"I see."

Lan Nuo nodded, a glimmer of understanding in her eyes, then sighed: "The path of the primordial dragon? Truly a cruel road! If so, then the battle between these two young dragons before us is their path to transformation into primordial dragons?"

"One could say that."

Feng Yi pointed at the qilin‑like young dragon and said softly: "It is heard abroad that whenever a primordial dragon is born, many companion dragon kings appear; they are the whetstones on the primordial dragon's path of growth—for example, this young dragon, if seen by other cultivators of the Immortal Life Realm, would be regarded as a companion dragon king."

"But what most people don't realize is that under normal circumstances, a true innate primordial dragon cannot be born; indeed, one could say every young dragon is a future primordial dragon, provided it ultimately defeats myriad dragons, absorbs their qi, reaches the summit, completes transformation, and thus becomes a true primordial dragon."

Saying this, a thought unconsciously arose in Feng Yi's mind: 'For the dragon lineages, this could be considered a certain degree of "everyone is a dragon."'

"Under normal circumstances"

She whispered, and Lan Nuo's face suddenly broke into a smile, as if ice and snow were melting; she laughed lightly: "Then, according to your meaning, Daoist Feng, there are also abnormal circumstances! Could it be that innate primordial dragons actually exist in this world?"

"Uh"

Glancing at the white‑clad figure before him, Feng Yi turned his gaze to the distance, his heart stirring slightly; he did not answer her question but shifted the topic: "Daoist Lan Nuo, are you interested in subduing a companion dragon king?"

"You should know that every companion dragon king is the existence closest to a primordial dragon; as long as it does not fall midway, even if it cannot attain the primordial dragon's position in the future, it can still become a mighty being second only to the primordial dragon!"

"More importantly, because of the heavenly stele seal on Dragon Island, it restricts the growth paths of young dragons; thus the powerful dragons of this island not only do not hinder those who come here from subduing young dragons, but they even actively allow these young dragons to follow others away from Dragon Island."

"Subdue a companion dragon king?"

Hearing Feng Yi's words, Lan Nuo couldn't help but startle, the smile on her face stiffening somewhat.

"Weren't we just talking about the secret of innate primordial dragons?"

"How did we suddenly bring up subduing companion dragon kings?"

After a moment, Lan Nuo regained her composure and couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to herself: "Truly, this is the character of Daoist Feng!"

These days of association have shown her that Daoist Feng is indeed well‑versed and knowledgeable, understanding many of the secrets of this world quite well.

But there is one point: when discussing certain secrets and arousing others' curiosity, he always likes to suddenly change the subject, as just now.

By now, Lan Nuo has grown somewhat accustomed to this behavior of Daoist Feng.

If Xiao Chen were to hear Lan Nuo's thoughts at this moment, he would probably feel a kindred spirit.

As Lan Nuo's thoughts turned, not far away the battle between the two young dragons finally reached a decision.

The outcome did not bring about any major change; even though the dark‑brown stubborn little dragon had astonishing perseverance, the disparity in combat power between the two was too great, and each time it rose, it merely added a few more wounds to the qilin‑like young dragon's body.

In the end, the dark‑brown stubborn little dragon still collapsed in the pool of blood, unable to rise again.

Witnessing this, Feng Yi's feet shifted and his figure became blurred.

The next moment, as if an illusory door's phantom opened, his figure appeared directly before the two young dragons.

Roar!

Seeing the sudden appearance of an unfamiliar figure, the qilin‑like young dragon immediately stepped in front of the little stubborn dragon that had been its life‑and‑death opponent, eyeing him warily.

Sensing the faint dangerous aura emanating from Feng Yi, it merely issued low, immature growls and did not launch a direct attack.

Gazing at this tender little dragon, Feng Yi's heart stirred; his aura underwent a subtle change, as if ancient dragon patterns flickered faintly into view.

In an instant, the qilin‑like young dragon's body trembled; its eyes, previously full of vigilance, now unconsciously revealed a hint of bewilderment and reverence.

A faint smile appeared on Feng Yi's face as he reached out and touched the young dragon's horns, speaking gently: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

It seemed to understand the meaning of Feng Yi's words, and also sensed the aura about him that resembled that of an elder; the qilin-like young dragon not only did not reject his touch, but its eyes showed a hint of closeness.

Lan Nuo, who had walked over from the side, saw this scene, and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, increasingly marveling at the mystery of this Daoist friend Feng Yi.

Even the Dragon Clan feels an instinctive closeness to him!

Her thoughts turning, Lan Nuo looked at the qilin-like young dragon before her, about to speak, when suddenly her heart stirred and she glanced at the black-robed figure beside her.

Afterward, she glanced around the dense forest without changing her expression, the internal qi shifting slightly, and sharp sword aura flickered into view.

Pff!

Just then, the sound of a blade slicing through space suddenly rang out, and a bright blade-light flashed in the dense forest, like a comet tearing through the night sky, brilliant and blinding.

Lan Nuo instinctively glanced sideways, and what entered her eyes was a thumb-wide, finger-long dagger, crystal-clear like jade, nearly transparent, exuding a chilling cold that seemed able to freeze the soul.

In her mind instinctively surfaced a figure from the Nine Provinces legend, a widely circulated saying:

Little Li Flying Dagger, never misses!

(End of chapter)