On second thought, he decided to bring Fang Niannian with him. She could help him find the ingredients he needed. He could even let her know about some low-level strengthening materials. After all, she knew the attributes and tastes of his three dragons.
Of course, Zhu Minglang wouldn't let her get too close to him in front of others. It would be dangerous to stay with Li Yunzi. He couldn't let Fang Niannian get involved.
"I don't want to be a maid!"
"A little steward is a very high position."
"I've seen some dragon shepherds. Most of them have big teams. Some even have a city or a family supporting them. Why are you so poor?" Fang Niannian asked.
"We're slowly building them up. If you join us, you'll be a founding member of the dragon shepherds. You'll be in charge of all the dragon food!" Zhu Minglang said.
"Now that I think about it, it sounds pretty mighty," Fang Niannian said.
"So you agree?" Zhu Minglang smiled. He knew the little girl had been wronged in the past few days. He wanted to comfort her.
"I'm not doing this for you. I like Little Bai Qi and Big Dumb Black!" Fang Niannian said seriously.
"I've made it clear. If you don't do a good job, I'll find someone else," Zhu Minglang said.
"Humph, even in a strange place, buying dragon food is the same as buying groceries!" Fang Niannian said confidently.
Zhu Minglang didn't say anything else.
Most of the dragon food could only be found by farmers and mountain pickers. Dragon shepherds had no other way to get it except to buy it with money.
Therefore, the more dragons a dragon shepherds had, the bigger their team would be. Some were in charge of dragon food, some were in charge of purchasing, some were in charge of raising young dragons, some were in charge of buying and selling, some were in charge of collecting taxes, and some were in charge of delegating tasks …
Of course, most of the work would be done after they had five or six dragons. Zhu Minglang only had three dragons. It would be a lot easier to hire a steward.
The river was clear and rippling, and the waning lights were like small boats swaying in the enchanting night. Winter was already far away, and the women of Ancestral Dragon City were dressed in robes of clouds, becoming the most romantic scenery on this street.
Reserved, lively, natural and unrestrained, charming and flirtatious, enchanting …
He bought a night lantern, wrote down his hopes that he had never told anyone before, and sent it to the end of the river with the bright lantern. Who would pick up his lantern at the end of the river? Perhaps it would be the goddess of the river who was kind and considerate, or perhaps it would be a man who lived downstream who did not know how to appreciate romance. Perhaps there would be no end, just like the bottom of his heart that no one could find …
Every river lantern would blossom a small dream that belonged to itself in the flowing waves and in the reflection. What was the wish of the people?
The most thought-provoking thing was that they all had their own differences.
Zhu Minglang stared at the river lantern and was slowly intoxicated by it. Even if he had seen a more prosperous world, it would not be as precious as this tranquility and beauty …
Li Yunzi was unwilling to stop her army. Was it just to protect the stability of this small Modern Realm?
After buying a lamp, Zhu Minglang also wrote down his expectations.
"What are you writing?" Fang Niannian came closer. Her crescent eyes flickered with curiosity.
"The prosperity of the country and the peace of the people," Zhu Minglang replied calmly.
"How vulgar."
"What did you write?" asked Zhu Minglang.
"I'm not showing it to you."
"You've already seen it."
"You're not trying to hide it. Besides, it's not like it's some shameful wish."
"So you're saying that you're writing a shameful secret?" Zhu Minglang burst out laughing.
Fang Niannian waved her little fist around, as if she was going to use it to loosen his bones if he dared to come closer!
Zhu Minglang was not too curious. He raised his head and glanced at the night sky that was still drizzling. As he stared, it was as if the dazzling lanterns in the river had been reflected into the sky, lighting up the dark sky!
Zhu Minglang was a little surprised. He stared even more intently.
In an instant, a kind of overwhelming fear entered his eyes without any warning. Above the drizzling Ancestral Dragon City, waves of flying fireworks cut through the darkness bit by bit, illuminating and spreading the boundless drizzle that could only be seen above the river street!
The rain was very wide. It was a clear rain that covered the entire Ancestral Dragon City. Due to the breaking of the night sky, the drizzle was like gold. It was beautiful and dreamy. It could be seen from both the river street and outside the walls of Ancestral Dragon City.
However, what made the rain so bright? Why did the objects that streaked across the sky give people a kind of fear that originated from the depths of their souls? It was because their eyes only saw the magnificent and beautiful scene. Subconsciously, they associated it with the fear that was about to hit them in the face. It made them tremble with fear!
"Night Rain Flying Stars. Oh my god, look!"
"It's really Sky Falling Stars. It's so gorgeous. This is an auspicious sign. Even the heavens are protecting our Ancestral Dragon City and giving us blessings!"
"Wow, is there a painter? Hurry up and draw this rare scene!"
On the lanterns and river street, people exclaimed as if they were celebrating the New Year. The strange scene in the sky that they had never seen before was so beautiful that it was suffocating. Even the ordinary drizzle turned into golden fireworks, illuminating the Ancestral Dragon City like a divine palace and making it look as glorious and sacred as a palace …
"Hurry up and disperse, hurry up and disperse! Everyone, disperse!" However, at that moment, someone shouted loudly.
This person was completely different from the others who were obsessed and fascinated. His face was full of shock and fear.
This person was Zhu Minglang!
"Hurry up and disperse, they are falling!"
Zhu Minglang had already used his spiritual power to suppress everyone's exclamations of joy. However, it was still difficult to make the people of Ancestral Dragon City who were intoxicated by the beautiful scene realize how terrifying it was …
The sky became more and more gorgeous. The night was even brighter than the day. It could even be called resplendent. Such a scene had not been seen for decades.
"Sizzle ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
The pink rain and golden dew began to turn into steam. The intense high temperature evaporated them in midair, turning them into thick clouds of fog.
The heat attacked Ancestral Dragon City and gradually made the overjoyed people feel a little uncomfortable.
The wind did not move for a while. However, at a certain moment, it suddenly became extremely violent. The waves of the city river rolled and swallowed countless river lanterns.
The street stalls were overturned. Countless colored lanterns that had not yet entered the water scattered on the ground, including the food stalls that sold snacks. The lanterns hanging on the osmanthus trees were all swept away. They either fell in a mess or flew into the eaves.
The cloud-colored clothes were fluttered messily. The neatly combed hair was also messy. The people went from joy to panic. They began to hide in the shops to escape this violent aura!
"Disperse, hurry up and disperse!"
Zhu Minglang's voice was transmitted over and over again. However, no one could hear it.
Finally, a scene that made Zhu Minglang tremble with fear appeared. In the sky above Ancestral Dragon City, which was shrouded in rain, a huge Celestial Stone swept up the magnificent pink and golden flames. It was like a sun that fell into the mortal world. It charged towards Ancestral Dragon City and the vicinity of the River Street!
"Boom ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
The light was so bright that no one could open their eyes. However, this loud sound caused everyone's ears to be temporarily deafened. Everyone was blinded and dizzy!
The city trembled. Then, a sky-high wave of destruction swept over. It started from a restaurant near the River Street. The heavenly fire spread out and the atmosphere surged. It shattered the tiles, caused the buildings to collapse, caused the streets to turn upside down, and caused the people who gathered together to be bloodied …
This was not the auspicious sign that people prayed for.
This was the punishment of the wrath of the heavens!
Humans were extremely insignificant in front of such power. It was as if this city, which had been condensed by countless years of wisdom, could not withstand a single blow!
When people could hear and see, the most prosperous mortal world turned into half a scorched purgatory.
From joy to shock, and then to fear and collapse, in a short period of time, the people who were watching the lanterns in Ancestral Dragon City seemed to have caught a glimpse of the gates of hell. Their souls flew away and scattered.
Zhu Minglang protected Fang Niannian behind him. He even covered her eyes to prevent her from seeing the Asura Hell that was a hundred meters away from her. He looked up at the sky and saw the heavenly fire streaking across the sky. It was flying in an arc toward a distant place. No one knew where it would land.
However, just this one streak of heavenly fire that fell into the city brought about a lot of sadness and despair!
Zhu Minglang could not calm down. He glared at the sky with bloodshot eyes.
If someone was controlling this heavenly fire, he must be a demon!
Cries, screams, and cries for their loved ones were mixed together. The people had forgotten their emotions during the heavenly fire. They only woke up after surviving the disaster and remembered that they should be afraid and sorrowful. They should look for the people who came to watch the lanterns with them to see if they were still alive.
Some of the fear could be avoided. Some of the power could give the people some time to escape. However, the heavenly fire seemed to have already declared its death sentence. The children were helplessly nestled in their parents' arms, while the parents were helplessly hiding under the houses. They could see the buildings that had been razed to the ground. They could only hug their children tightly and pray to someone …
"Hurry up and disperse the crowd. If another streak of heavenly fire accidentally falls, there will be more casualties!" Zhu Minglang yelled at the street captain when he saw him.
The street captain had completely lost his soul. He only instinctively told the people who were trembling in fear to disperse after hearing Zhu Minglang's words.
The chaos and helplessness lasted for a long time. Even if there was no heavenly fire in the sky, they could not walk out from the haze of death sentence.
Gradually, an army appeared. Their faces were also filled with fear. They began to clean up the Asura Hell, trying to find the people who were still alive.
Zhu Minglang and Fang Niannian were driven away too. They were helpless in the face of such a disaster. The most they could do was to help a few lost children find their way home and calm them down.
The only thing worth celebrating was that no heavenly fire fell that night.
However, this fear would be buried in the hearts of the people for a long time …
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