Chapter 393: Storm Authority

These memory fragments are from too long ago; judging by the vegetation and terrain, which are vastly different from the present, they are undoubtedly from the so-called "Primordial Era" before the Old Ones descended upon this world.

Countless powerful primordial species were active in this resource-rich world, but among them, the Dragon Emperor and the Moon Empress still possessed peak strength, and by joining forces, they fought several bloody battles to completely control the vast, fertile plains of the East.

Sinuoli witnessed the contributions of Biaolong Miaoying during this process; she displayed extremely high combat talent at a young age, becoming a great help to her parents amidst the cruel survival of the fittest.

"What is wind?"

As an observer, he pondered along with Miaoying in the memory; she realized the Way of the Storm through repeated battles and constant cultivation. Yes, she had innate talent, but that was merely a seed; it required a long process to go from taking root and sprouting to growing into a towering tree.

As time passed, Miaoying gradually entered her youth, and it was precisely then that the Dragon Gods encountered a real challenge—the Dragon Ogres of the North marched south.

These fiends looked like oversized centaurs from afar—walking on all fours with a pair of arms growing from their ribs. But the pair of sharp horns on their heads and their mouths full of fangs, coupled with their developed muscles, told the world that the most terrifying predators of the Old World today were "gentle, kind, and courteous" compared to them.

Their leader was the Dark One—Krakarok, the Father of Dragon Ogres, whose size was as massive as a mountain. In the legends of the Old World, he had been sleeping in the North Pole since ancient times; no one could, and no one dared, to wake him.

Krakarok was last mentioned during the trials of Archaon's coronation as the Everchosen; the Lord of the End Times needed to obtain the magic sword used by the Kingslayer—the second Everchosen—which was pinned beneath his palm and sealed with the Greater Daemon of Khorne, U'zuhl.

Even though he already possessed four of the Six Forbidden Treasures of Chaos at the time, Archaon did not dare to wake this ancient demon god, choosing instead to have his subordinates barely lift its massive claw to steal it secretly.

Relying on simple yet effective crude armor and weapons, the Dragon Ogres compensated for their major defect of lacking flight capabilities. "The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is dark and yellow," and amidst the visceral, flesh-to-flesh collisions of the behemoths, Sinuoli watched helplessly as the Dragon Emperor's third son, a True Dragon of the earth attribute, spilled his blood across the wilderness.

The murderer of this Dragon-Blooded would later become a powerful hegemon, and even though Miaoying would later venture deep into the Chaos Wastes many times, she was unable to kill Kholek Suneater and Treeman.

A difficult victory drove the Dragon Ogres back to the North Pole, and Krakarok was also heavily wounded and sent into a slumber by the combined assault. Not long after, the Old Ones hid in this world; they did not come to trouble the Dragon family, but silently threw a group of their own weak creations onto this land.

Miaoying seized the opportunity to continuously improve herself; as the Dragon Emperor feared, the precious peace did not last long. The Chaos Demon Army descended, chasing the fleeing Old Ones, and the True Dragons were forced to fight again to protect their home.

Although the main attack of the Demon Army was directed at Lustria, the landing point of the Old Ones, and those invading Zhendan could only be considered a diversionary force, the Daemons, unweakened by the Great Vortex, were terrifying. This time, the white-haired Longnü lost her seventh younger brother.

The death of their brother caused every member of the Dragon family to be exceptionally grief-stricken, with Miaoying the most among them. She fell into deep self-reproach—if only she could have become stronger and eliminated all those invading enemies, wouldn't her younger brother have been spared?

When self-reproach developed into paranoia, that cheerful second sister of the Dragons disappeared, and all that remained was the Stormweaver. As her younger siblings reached adulthood one after another, she

insisted on protection, which was also seen as a sign of distrust.

While other kin focused their energy on guiding Humans, Miaoying spent the vast majority of her time on cultivation. Internally, she realized the true meaning of the storm and strengthened her own Authority; externally, she fought constantly to enrich her experience.

"Wind, there are the Eight Winds. The East is the Mingshu Wind, the Southeast is the Qingming Wind, the South is the Jing Wind, the Southwest is the Liang Wind, the West is the Changhe Wind, the Northwest is the Buzhou Wind, the North is the Guangmo Wind, and the Northeast is the Rong Wind."

The Dwarf murmured; as the flow of air, wind is an omnipresent, never-ceasing natural phenomenon. Even more terrifying is that it is also exceptionally changeable; it can be as light and soft as to permeate every pore, or as strong and fierce as to sweep away all things.

The strength of Biaolong Miaoying is composed of three parts: first, the powerful physical body of a True Dragon; second, a profound mastery over the violent side of the wind; and third, extremely rich combat experience. By sharing Miaoying's memories, Sinuoli gained a vast amount of content regarding the latter two.

The most direct reflection of all this fell upon the Storm Hammer; Sinuoli had previously essentially obtained the standard answer directly through the system, but now, having watched the Storm Dragon derive the process, his understanding of it was much deeper.

"Beep! Detected that the host has obtained a Seed of Divinity, opening the Ascension Staircase!"

Sinuoli was watching Nangao City rise from the ground in Miaoying's memories when the system's sudden notification sound interrupted the memory link.

"Seed of Divinity? It must be the thing I got from killing the Brood Queen at Zhuwangshan. Back then, I still had the choice of whether to absorb that crystal, but now the Storm Authority is being poured directly into my brain."

Looking at the "Storm Authority mastery less than one percent" on the new interface, Sinuoli muttered.

"Faith value is zero, that's correct. Let me see what other functions this new interface has. Oh? I can even see the current ownership of the Storm Authority; Biaolong Miaoying holds more than half, and the rest has fallen into the hands of the Sea God Mannann!"

"That's not right; I can study the new system functions whenever I want, but there is real business to attend to now! If I take down the Dragon, heh, wouldn't everything else just be a bonus?"

Behind his head, a faint pink mark shimmered with a dim light, and the Prince of Pleasure laughed wildly in his palace. Shenzhu, who presided over light, was still too young after all; how could she completely clear away the brand left by Slaanesh himself?

Under the stimulation of the mark, Sinuoli felt his blood flow begin to concentrate toward a certain part. He closed the system, his consciousness returned to reality, and Biaolong Miaoying was indeed still leaning softly on the chair, unconscious!

"Hmph, hmph! If Heaven gives it and one does not take it, one will instead suffer the blame! It's come to this point, what else is there for me to fear!"

Looking at the Dragon-Blooded's jade-like cheeks, the Dwarf breathed heavily; desire easily defeated his already wavering reason. He walked around the table, hoisted Miaoying up by her waist, and threw her onto the cloud bed behind.

"As for this job of a Dragon Knight, if Daoist Yin Zhiping can do it, why can't I?" Sinuoli cheered himself on while tearing off Miaoying's belt; her battle skirt and inner undergarments lost their restraint and fell away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Just as he was leaping out from his trousers, the sound of heavy knocking came from outside the study door.