In the many myths and legends in Yang Jian's memory, the Dragon King of the East Sea, Ao Guang, was a character who was bullied by others and feared the strong. At most, he could only endure humiliation.
However, after arriving at the Primordial World, Yang Jian felt that the Dragons were unfathomable and that the Dragon King was not that simple.
The son of the Ancestral Dragon, the oldest elder of the Dragons, the current leader of the Dragons, led the Dragons to lurk around the world, walked through one Great Era after another, and experienced one calamity after another.
Compared to the Phoenix Clan, which shared the responsibility of shattering the Primordial World with the Dragons back then, other than the mighty Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc, who were still somewhat famous descendants of the Phoenix Clan, they had long disappeared.
The Dragons chose to live patiently. They only cared about their luck and did not care about their pride.
The Celestial Court decreed that the Dragons were responsible for giving rain in the Primordial World. If there was any delay, the Dragons who gave the rain would be severely punished by the Celestial Court. They might even have to go to the Immortal Slaying Platform.
However, the Dragon Palace did not complain at all. They never offended the Celestial Court because of this matter. They allowed the Celestial Court to use the few useless sons of the Dragons to establish their authority.
However, if this happened in other large clans and sects, they would have long fought with the Celestial Court …
Yang Jian thought about that and felt that the Dragons's situation for countless years might not be better than the Wu people. Although the descendants of the Wu people could not cultivate, they were still not someone that the Celestial Court could bully.
The Dragons had countless combat powers, but they could only hibernate …
As he walked, Ao Ji felt that the two "elders" in front of him seemed to have something to talk about. He deliberately lagged behind and looked at the scenery.
"Brother," Yang Jian asked, "I want to save my mother in the Celestial Court. Do you have a good plan to help me?"
"Don't be hasty, you need to wait for the right time." Ao Guang let go of Yang Jian's arm and put his hands behind his back. He said, "It's a good thing to have a calm temperament. But you should have the spirit of a young man occasionally. Don't copy me."
"Personal feelings?" Yang Jian furrowed his brows.
"Not bad, willpower." Ao Guang smiled and nodded. The dragon eyes on his head looked at Yang Jian. "I have observed Gu's actions. Each step is calculated, each step is too steady. Actually, there is no need for that."
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment. Then, as if he had understood something, he nodded slowly.
Pride …
Learn from that monkey? In a fit of rage, he went to the Celestial Court and caused a ruckus. However, he was still unable to escape the scheme of the chess player.
Forget it, I'll just wait for the right opportunity before acting on impulse.
Yang Jian smiled and sighed in his heart. He temporarily suppressed this matter in his heart and asked Ao Guang, "Miss Ao … is Xinke congenitally damaged?"
He had already addressed the Dragon King as "Elder Brother". It would be too distant to address Miss Ao as well. Since they had already signed the marriage contract and settled the marriage, although they did not communicate much, they were considered an unmarried couple. It was fine to address each other by name.
"Hmm." Ao Guang's dragon eyes dimmed. He seemed to recall the years of war.
The Dragon King sighed and said, "I have dozens of siblings. Xinke is the youngest. She hatched a period ago. Before that, she was ambushed by the Phoenix race in the land of the Dragons when she was born. Her origin was greatly damaged. It was not easy for her to survive. "
Yang Jian asked, "Is there a way to remedy this?"
"Yes, the Saints can."
Yang Jian was stunned. Then, he nodded lightly and began to think.
This matter would probably have to wait until he had the "weight" to talk to the Saints before making a decision.
Actually, Yang Jian did not dislike Ao Xinke's current state. Every time he saw her anxious look when she wanted to speak, he always wanted to tease and bully her. He wanted to see how cute she would be when she cried anxiously.
However, when Yang Jian heard about Ao Xinke's past from Ao Ji, he felt a little empathetic. It was as if he saw the lonely shadow of his previous life in her …
This was the first time he was a husband. He did not know what he should do for her to make her happy and feel that she had not been wronged in marrying him.
"It's right in front," Ao Guang said gently. Yang Jian looked up.
It was a slightly remote garden in the Dragon Palace. As he walked along the corridor, there was a "fake mountain" at the end of the corridor.
The Dragon King pointed his finger and a ray of light appeared. Two light doors slowly appeared in the fake mountain. The Dragon King invited Yang Jian in and he followed in a daze.
He was really shocked when he entered.
There were layers of arrays here. Each layer was sturdy and mysterious that Yang Jian had never experienced before.
The light door was formed by more than ten array exits. If not for the ray of light from the Dragon King, no one else could enter the treasure vault unless the Saints invited them.
Walking through the light door, Yang Jian felt as if he was in a sea of stars. The sky was filled with twinkling stars, vaguely containing the principles of the Zhou Tian Star's changes.
Beneath his feet was a smooth water surface. When his feet landed, there was a gentle ripple that spread out for an unknown distance. Finally, it gradually dissipated.
When Xiao Chen raised his head and looked ahead, he was at a loss. Between the stars and the sea, everything went in circles, mysterious and unfathomable.
Tick tock, tick tock …
"The treasure vault is behind you." Ao Guang's voice came from beside him. Only then did Yang Jian retract his thoughts from the endless sea of stars. He could not help but exclaim.
"Good place."
The Dragon King smiled noncommittally. When Yang Jian turned around, he led him to the "island" that emitted a faint moonlight.
The island seemed to be far away, but Yang Jian had unknowingly stepped onto the white jade stairs at the edge of the island after taking four or five steps.
There were items floating on both sides of the stairs. They were all hidden in the dense treasure aura. There were dozens of treasures on both sides of the stairs alone.
"There are many numinous treasures hidden here." The Dragon King smiled and said, "However, the treasures have spirits. Only those who are fated can obtain them."
Yang Jian nodded. He was not dazzled by so many treasures. His eyes were still clear as he looked at a few "long" weapons.
There was a long halberd that was completely black and about twenty feet long. It emitted waves of ferocious power. There were dark red bloodstains on the sharp part of the weapon. It was unknown what it had killed before, but the blood was permanent.
There was a long spear that was surrounded by immortal clouds. It was snow-white, and there were fine patterns on it to increase the grip. The red tassel at the tip of the spear was as red as fresh blood.
There was another purple spear …
Yang Jian walked through the stairs one after another, but he did not see anything that caught his eye.
It was not that he felt that the treasures placed outside were not good things. The treasures here were all up to one's fate. Even if they were not numinous treasures, they still had some spirituality and could easily transform into numinous treasures.
However, Yang Jian did not like them very much. He felt that something was missing.
Finally, he saw a long stick. It was black from top to bottom like a fire stick, but it emitted waves of ferocious aura.
"Elder Brother, can I weigh it?"
"Up to you." Ao Guang made an inviting gesture. Yang Jian stood in front of the long stick and raised his hand to hold the black stick. A warm feeling entered his palm and was quickly assimilated by Xuanqi.
Yang Jian swung it gently and felt that it was smooth. Then, he made a chopping motion twice and frowned.
"How is it?" Ao Guang asked with a smile.
"It's too light." Yang Jian sighed. He patted the stick and placed it back in its original position.
The black stick actually trembled slightly and emitted a slightly depressed aura. It was as if it was explaining that the person who refined it had used the wrong immortal wealth, so the weight was slightly light.
Yang Jian could not help but smile. This treasure really had spirituality. He cupped his hands and walked to the side.
At that moment, a few figures appeared outside the island. They were all charming, plump, and handsome young dragon sons. Yang Jian even knew three of them. He had seen them at the banquet that day.
Ao Ji walked at the back, his face full of excitement. The others were more or less the same, eager to give it a try.
"Father." The few of them bowed to the Dragon King.
The Dragon King revealed some of his might here. He said, "Choose your own. Don't be greedy."
"Yes." The few dragon sons agreed and walked to various parts of the island. However, the steps split into a few other "branches". Clearly, everyone had their own fate.
Ao Ji, on the other hand, was moved. He went to Yang Jian's side and followed Yang Jian to look.
It would be a waste not to get some luck.
"I don't know these few Highnesses. Who are they?" Yang Jian asked.
Ao Ji said, "There are only two of them that you don't know, right? One is my Ninth Brother, and the other is my Twelfth Brother. "
"Oh? Can't the other dragon sons enter the treasure vault? "Yang Jian remained calm and knew that the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace, Ao Bing, was not among the people.
"That also depends on one's aptitude and cultivation," Ao Ji explained vaguely. Yang Jian roughly understood.
Ao Bing's aptitude should not be good and he was not valued by the Dragon Palace.
Speaking of which, although he could enter the God roll and serve in the Celestial Court after being beaten to death by Nezha, he would lose his freedom after all.
Even if the Dragon Palace wanted to plot against the destiny of the Gods, they could not obtain too much luck. It was reasonable for a disappointing prince to go to the Celestial Court and become a Canopy Star.
"Yang … Uncle." Ao Ji sighed silently in his heart. "Do you have any treasures that you like?"
"I'm looking for some long weapons. I've tried a few, but I feel that they're too light."
Ao Ji looked at Ao Guang, who was standing in the distance, and said in a low voice, "I know a good item that you're looking for. However, that item is still an incomplete Divine Armament. It should be placed in a corner or in a pile of junk."
Yang Jian's eyes lit up.
Ao Ji said, "That thing is very heavy. It's several times heavier than the Sea-Calming Divine Pillar in the west of the Dragon Palace. I saw that the elders of the Dragons had to work together to move it."
"What item is it?"
"Spear? Rod? You'll know when you take a look. I can't recognize it either. "After saying that, Ao Ji hurriedly retreated to the side, as if he had not spoken to Yang Jian.
However, how could that scene escape the Dragon King's dragon eyes? However, the Dragon King only smiled and nodded without saying anything. That made Ao Ji heave a sigh of relief.
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