The dragon's roar shook the heavens as the lake water surged.
A large dragon head appeared on the surface of the water. Its thick demonic aura spread out in all directions. Its two lantern-like eyes were filled with a thick evil aura. It was very shocking.
Yang Hongchang and the others standing on the boat were scared out of their wits. Only the maid at the front of the boat calmly said, "Lord Flood Dragon, did you come out for some fresh air again?"
"It's so stuffy at the bottom of the lake, so I came out for some fresh air." The flood dragon spoke in human language. In the next moment, it glanced at Yang Hongchang and the others before diving back into the lake.
Yang Hongchang patted his chest and said, "Lord Flood Dragon's strength is truly terrifying."
"Every time we come to the Sea Dragon Bamboo Garden, we're scared." Someone beside him agreed.
"If we don't reach the Dragon Transformation Realm, we won't be able to block Lord Flood Dragon's dragon aura." Someone else said.
The maid rowing the boat lightly smiled and said, "Young masters, you're all too timid. Lord Flood Dragon won't get angry so easily."
Yang Hongchang and the others smiled and didn't say anything else.
This maid was the Sea Dragon King's sword maid. She stayed in the Bamboo Garden all year round, so she wasn't afraid of the flood dragon. The maid's strength was also not weaker than theirs. If they fought, she might not lose to them.
Very quickly, their boat arrived at the Sea Dragon Island. The island was not big, only a few thousand feet in size. There were all kinds of strange flowers and herbs planted all around. Each one of them was very valuable. There was a small path that only allowed one person to pass through to the center of the Bamboo Garden. That was where the Sea Dragon King lived.
In front of the Bamboo Garden, there was a young man sitting on a lotus seat. This lotus seat was not an inanimate object. It was a real living object. It was a Nine Thousand Little Saint Lotus Seat. It was a top Little Saint item. Unfortunately, it didn't have nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine petals. Otherwise, it would be a real Saint Lotus Seat.
The young man looked to be in his early twenties. He had an ordinary appearance, short hair, and a well-built body. He wore a blue robe and sat on the lotus seat. Combined with the wisps of Saint Qi, he exuded a unique Lotus Deity Qi.
He was the Sea Dragon King Yang Jinghai. He was the undisputed number one person among the elders. He was ranked ninth among the elders.
Among the 18 elders, Yang Jinghai was the youngest. He was not even 200 years old. He was the Heavenly Dragon Pride of the previous Heavenly Dragon Roll.
Yang Jinghai was a direct descendant, and his bloodline power was more than fifty percent. With his talent, he rose to power and won a lot of resources for his bloodline.
After Yang Hongchang and the others saw him, they all knelt down and said, "We greet Elder Sea Dragon."
Sea Dragon, this was Yang Jinghai's honorific title. It was the glory he had obtained.
Yang Jinghai's eyes were still closed. Before he even opened his mouth, a voice rang out, "You may rise."
This was ventriloquism. The Sea Dragon King had probably come into contact with the mysteries of the Saint Realm.
Yang Hongchang and the others showed even more reverence. This was the goal they yearned for and pursued.
"Why do you want to see this elder?" Yang Jinghai asked.
Yang Hongchang took a deep breath and said, "Elder Sea Dragon, I found a Heavenly Pride of the main family from the mortal world. He won first place in the Heavenly King Roll held in the fragmented space of the Xiangjiang Domain. His name is Yang Wu. His bloodline talent is more than fifty percent. He is not even 20 years old and has reached the early Heavenly Fish Realm. His battle strength is extraordinary. I earnestly request Elder Sea Dragon to make the decision and allow him to return to the family."
"A Heavenly Pride with more than fifty percent battle blood?" The people beside Yang Hongchang were all moved.
Before they came to Sea Dragon Island, Yang Hongchang only gave them a rough explanation of the situation. He did not say that the Heavenly Pride of the Heavenly Pride had reached fifty percent bloodline power.
If it was really their Yang Clan's bloodline, then the significance was extraordinary. They would be able to find a Heavenly Pride of the Heavenly Pride of the Heavenly Pride of the Yang Clan.
For a time, they looked at Yang Hongchang with burning eyes.
This was a pie that fell from the sky.
"Does he really belong to our family's bloodline?" Yang Jinghai asked.
"One hundred percent sure. He has already cultivated the Yang Clan's Spear Art to the Large Success stage. Based on this point, I believe that anyone can determine that he belongs to our Yang Clan." Yang Hongchang said with certainty.
The Yang Clan's Spear Art was a must for all Yang Clan members to cultivate. But whether or not one could cultivate it to the Large Success stage did not depend on one's perception, but on the strength of one's bloodline. This Spear Art was created by the Yang Clan's ancestors. It was branded with the will of the Yang Clan. Even if it was lost, others would not be able to learn its essence.
"Yes, allow him to come back to the clan to test his bloodline. You can withdraw." Yang Jinghai indifferently responded. He did not change because he found that a Heavenly Pride of the family had fifty percent bloodline.
"Elder Hai Long, I had already brought him to the Yang Family. But because of the obstruction of the outer court's Patriarch, Yang Gexiao, Yang Wu decided not to join the main family." Yang Hongchang began to criticize Yang Gexiao.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jinghai faintly said, "Since he can't pass the Outer Court, let him go."
Yang Hongchang and the people around him were stunned.
In the past, as long as the Yang Clan found a Heavenly Pride with more than thirty percent bloodline, they would accept them back into the clan. But now, this Heavenly Pride with more than fifty percent bloodline wasn't accepted?
A person beside Yang Hongchang asked, "Why is Elder Sea Dragon doing this?"
"How can we let a Heavenly Pride with fifty percent bloodline wander outside? Elder Sea Dragon, please reconsider." Another person pleaded.
"Don't you know the role of the Outer Court? They are qualified to judge whether or not a Heavenly Pride has the qualifications to enter the Inner Court. "Yang Jinghai said in a deep voice.
His eyes were still closed, and his expression didn't change in the slightest. But a trace of pressure was released from his body.
The expressions of Yang Hongchang and the others changed. They remembered that the Outer Court indeed had the qualifications to judge whether or not a Heavenly Pride could enter the Inner Court.
This was to prevent people from pretending to be Yang Clan members and sneaking into the Inner Court. This kind of thing was already very common.
If the Outer Court had already rejected someone, then that person would have no hope of entering the Yang Clan.
Yang Hongchang's expression wasn't good, but he insisted, "Elder Sea Dragon is right. But all of this is because Yang Gexiao obstructed the Heavenly Pride's return. He is not qualified to be the Patriarch of the Outer Court." He paused for a moment and then said, "As far as I know, the Heavenly Pride's Heavenly Pride's bloodline belongs to the Heavenly Pride's bloodline that was expelled eight hundred years ago."
Yang Hongchang threw caution to the wind.
Yang Wu's potential was very good. Although his clan had been expelled, eight hundred years had passed. All of their sins should have been cleansed. He didn't want Yang Wu to be rejected.
"Eight hundred years ago, could it be the bloodline that had a relationship with the Xuan Yuan Clan?" The person beside Yang Hongchang exclaimed.
Yang Hongchang lightly nodded and said, "It shouldn't be wrong. That bloodline was indeed banished to the Mortal Realm. They passed down their bloodline in the Grand Xia Empire." He then said, "Although their bloodline has already been judged, whether or not they have done anything wrong is still controversial. Now that eight hundred years have passed, I think it's time to turn the page."
Yang Hongchang's words were very true. The brothers beside him couldn't help but nod their heads.
Now that the Yang Clan was facing both internal and external troubles, there were no more Connecting Heaven Realm experts. Their Yang Clan was in a precarious situation. Under these circumstances, any Heavenly Pride's Heavenly Pride's bloodline would be accepted. Even if they were from the Heavenly Pride's bloodline, they would still have a chance to be forgiven.
It was because of this that Yang Hongchang wanted to use this opportunity to persuade Elder Yang Wu to smoothly return.
"I didn't think that the Heavenly Pride's bloodline would still be alive." Yang Jinghai lightly sighed, his tone had a trace of regret. Then he firmly said, "Since it's the Sinner's Bloodline, strip them of their bloodline and send them back to the Mortal Realm. The Transcendent Realm isn't a place where they can stay. Alright, you may leave."
In an instant, Yang Hongchang shivered. He couldn't understand why Elder Yang Jinghai would make such a decision. Could it be that the Sinner's Bloodline's sins were really that heavy?
Just as the maid was about to ask them to leave, Yang Hongchang heavily knelt down and said, "Elder Sea Dragon, Yang Wu is also a Heavenly Alchemist. He broke five records in the Thousand Mountains of the Heng Mountain Faction and discussed alchemy with the head disciple of the Heng Mountain Faction's Pill Pavilion. This caused an alchemy phenomenon and caught the eye of the Heng Mountain Faction's Sect Master's daughter, Shu Yujun. If this child can return to our Yang Clan, then Heng Mountain would certainly be willing to form an alliance with our Yang Clan. This would only bring benefits to our Yang Clan. How could we allow such a proud son of heaven to wander outside? How could we strip his bloodline?
Elder Sea Dragon, please reconsider. "Suddenly, Yang Jinghai's eyes opened. His eyes were like two whirlpools that looked very deep. The blue light in his eyes was incomparably dazzling, making it hard for people to look straight at him.
"Is what you said true?" Yang Jinghai revealed a trace of emotion as he asked.
"Hongchang doesn't dare to lie." Yang Hongchang solemnly said.
"Good, very good. I didn't think that the Sinner's Bloodline would have such a great proud son of heaven. Since that's the case, then let this Senior test him and see if he has the qualifications to enter the inner courtyard and become a child of our Yang Clan." Yang Jinghai revealed a trace of excitement.
What Yang Jinghai saw wasn't Yang Wu's bloodline talent, but his alchemy talent.
The Yang Clan's main branch was divided into two branches. One branch focused on water Xuan Qi while the other branch focused on wood Xuan Qi. These two branches each had their own merits, but it was impossible for them to produce a proud son of heaven who could refine pills. Currently, the Yang Clan's alchemists were all consecrated, and they often had to look at the faces of those consecrated. Moreover, the Yang Clan didn't have a single Saint Alchemist. This was a huge weakness for the Yang Clan. If Yang Wu was really as Yang Hongchang said, a Heavenly Alchemist under the age of 20 who touched upon the Dao of Alchemy, then he would need to be properly nurtured. Perhaps in the future, he could become a Saint Alchemist and make up for the shortcomings of the Yang Clan.
"Elder Sea Dragon wants to test him personally?" Yang Hongchang and the others were surprised.
"Didn't you run over here because you want me to come out of seclusion to see the so-called outside heaven's proud son of heaven? Since he has attracted this Senior's attention, then let this Senior take a good look at whether he is really as outstanding as you said. " After Yang Jinghai said with a faint smile, he turned into a light shadow and disappeared from the lotus altar.
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