Chapter 7: Purple Jade Bracelet and the Primordial Dragon

Ancestral Dragon?

After a moment of thought, Feng Yi nodded and said softly, "Indeed, it is also an ancestral dragon, but it is a primordial dragon."

Primordial Dragon?

Seeing Xiao Chen's expression, Feng Yi casually said, "You can understand it as the first ancestral dragon of the Nine Provinces, or say it is the ancestor of the dragon clan."

The first ancestral dragon.

Saying these words unconsciously, Xiao Chen's heart jolted and he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Upon hearing that the Yellow River was formed from the ancestral dragon, he was already shocked to the core, and he never imagined that this ancestral dragon would have such a terrifying origin.

Seeing Xiao Chen's expression, Feng Yi gave a light chuckle and, like a godman, said, "Now you see that what I said before was correct—you are not only a fated person of the Heavenly Stele but also the direct descendant of the primordial dragon. So, Brother Xiao, don't doubt what I've told you before; you are this era's Child of Heaven's Mandate, another protagonist of heaven and earth, and the future of this world depends on you to save it. Strive, young man, the future belongs to you."

"Uh"

Although he was still shocked by the truth that the Yellow River was formed from the ancestral dragon, seeing this Elder Feng's godman-like act of swindling a fool, Xiao Chen's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Having interacted with him for so long, he had long grown accustomed to the other's occasional strange remarks.

Although he never thought lowly of himself, he also wouldn't believe the other's nonsense about him being some Child of Heaven's Mandate.

He is merely an ordinary cultivator, lacking such grand ambitions; shouldering the burden of saving the world is beyond his small stature.

Ignoring the other's obvious swindling words, Xiao Chen pondered and curiously asked, "Elder Feng, since you say our Ancestral Dragon Village is descended from the ancestral dragon, why do the villagers not cultivate at all?"

As a native of Ancestral Dragon Village, he clearly knew that the villagers, his parents included, were indeed ordinary people, not the reclusive masters described in the novels he had read.

Even he himself, if not for having seen the Heavenly Stele suppressing the Yellow River in his childhood and having recorded its engravings, would not have been able to embark on the path of cultivation.

"Even the primordial dragon turned into the Yellow River, suppressed by the Heavenly Stele, and the dragon clan's civilization has become a thing of the past—what do you say?"

Having said that, before Xiao Chen could speak, Feng Yi couldn't help but sigh, "After countless civilizations rise and fall, if Ancestral Dragon Village itself weren't extraordinary, perhaps it would have ceased to exist long ago; moreover, the transmission of cultivation techniques—time is one of the most terrifying forces in this world!"

After saying that, Feng Yi fell silent, turned and walked toward Ancestral Dragon Village.

"I"

Xiao Chen was fully focused on waiting for the other to explain the secrets of Ancestral Dragon Village; seeing this, he almost couldn't catch his breath and almost rushed over.

He instinctively clenched his fists, but after gauging both sides' strength, Xiao Chen relaxed his grip.

Forget it; since he counts as half a teacher of mine, I'll let him off for now.

Just then, Feng Yi suddenly turned around, smiling brightly at Xiao Chen, which startled him.

Forcing a smile onto his face, Xiao Chen pretended to be calm and asked, "Elder Feng, what's up?"

After glancing at Xiao Chen, without paying attention to his emotional shift, Feng Yi directly said, "Brother Xiao, does your family happen to have an heirloom purple jade bracelet?"

Purple jade bracelet?

After a moment, Xiao Chen instinctively nodded, somewhat doubtful, and said, "Indeed there is a purple jade bracelet; it is my family's heirloom, Elder Feng, how do you know."

Saying that, Xiao Chen suddenly realized, "Oh, right, I forgot—Elder Feng, you are versed in divination and deduction."

"Hmm."

Nodding, Feng Yi did not explain that he didn't know this through divination but from the original work; he continued, "I don't know if Brother Xiao can lend me this purple jade bracelet for a moment; feel free to mention any compensation."

"Elder Feng, you're joking."

Hearing Feng Yi's words, Xiao Chen quickly waved his hand and said, "Just borrowing it; given our relationship, talk of compensation is unnecessary—if this item weren't my family's heirloom, my parents have always said they'd give it to their future daughter-in-law; giving it to Elder Feng would be no problem."

"Future daughter-in-law?"

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, chuckled lightly, and said, "Is it meant for Ruoshui?"

"Hmm."

Upon hearing the name "Ruoshui," Xiao Chen's eyes showed a hint of tenderness, and even his normally stern face softened a bit.

Seeing this, Feng Yi recalled the tragic fate of that gentle, water-like woman in the original work and couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness toward fate.

However, with him in this life, altering that person's fate of being possessed by the Azure Lotus Heavenly Maiden formed from the lotus spirit communication atop the Heaven-Reaching Death Bridge is trivial, and it could also be considered compensation for Xiao Chen lending him the purple jade bracelet.

On the other side, Xiao Chen came to his senses and said, "Elder Feng, I don't have the purple jade bracelet on me; I'll go back and bring it to you."

"Hmm."

Feng Yi nodded and walked together with Xiao Chen into Ancestral Dragon Village.

"Elder Feng, I don't know what you need the purple jade bracelet for."

"Borrow a wisp of the primordial dragon's ancestral dragon qi to help me complete my transformation."

"The primordial dragon's ancestral dragon qi?"

In the small courtyard.

Feng Yi held a radiant purple jade bracelet in his hand, examining it carefully.

At a glance, the bracelet was carved from the finest purple jade marrow, like flowing purple waves; under sunlight, it made the area before him appear dreamy and illusory to a degree.

After a moment, Feng Yi's heart stirred; an ancient yellow-earth altar appeared before him, the innate eight-trigram patterns etched upon it becoming ever more intricate, making the object look increasingly mysterious.

Circulating the body's new technique, his mind connected with the yellow-earth altar, and Feng Yi began to activate the power of this supreme treasure.

"Om, ge, a, hou, mou, e, zao, dao!"

In an instant, the grand and lofty Primordial Eight Tones sounded, like the sound of the Great Dao at the universe's dawn, linking the laws of heaven and earth, and stirring the power of the purple jade bracelet.

At the same time, strands of pale purple divine radiance rose from the yellow-earth altar, supreme and noble, enveloping the purple jade bracelet as if nurturing it.

On the other side of the small courtyard, Xiao Chen watched intently, not daring to blink, fearing he might miss any detail.

If the Elder Feng before him weren't swindling him, this family heirloom bracelet would indeed be sealed with a wisp of the primordial dragon's essence imprint.

That's the primordial dragon!

Although it's unclear just how mighty the primordial dragon is, simply looking at the Yellow River it transformed into—ten thousand li long—allows a rough estimate.

If what Elder Feng said is true, then this family heirloom bracelet of ours is truly a peerless treasure!

Yin!

After an unknown amount of time, a majestic and sacred dragon roar sounded, forming some kind of resonance with the Primordial Eight Tones.

Afterwards, in Xiao Chen's expectant gaze, a somewhat illusory dragon-shaped apparition emerged from the purple jade bracelet.

Its antlers like a deer's, head like an ostrich's, eyes like a rabbit's, neck like a snake's, belly like a clam's, scales like a fish's, claws like an eagle's, palms like a tiger's, ears like an ox's; it gathered the excellences of all creatures in one body, faintly revealing a trace of sacred and majestic aura, perfect to the extreme, yet somewhat illusory, as if nonexistent.

Hum

Seeing this, Feng Yi seemed to sense something from the Yellow Clay Altar, and instinctively activated this treasure.

Pale purple light flowed like water into the dragon-shaped apparition, seemingly becoming the foundation that sustains its existence.

The next moment, the dragon-shaped apparition continually transformed, directly becoming the image of a dignified and holy woman.

'Is this the Primordial Ancestor Dragon?'

Gazing at this dignified and holy female apparition, Xiao Chen's heart at that moment unconsciously gave rise to a thought.

Actually it's female? No, it's a dragon; should we say it's mother?

(End of Chapter)