Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends
Chapter 174 - 162, Dragon Palace of the East Sea Ao Han_2

"Old man, I think there’s something wrong with your education."

"Smack~" Old Dragon King slapped him again and said, "You don’t study well, and you dare to question me."

"Old man..."

"Smack~"

"The Dragon King should be..."

"Smack~"

"Stop hitting me, I was wrong!" Aoguang raised his hands, crying out, his head swollen with several bumps.

Old Dragon King crouched down, threateningly saying, "Hand over all the magic treasures you have on you."

Aoguang flopped to the ground, shaking his head and shouting, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Kill or shave as you wish, but the magic treasures are mine."

Old Dragon King’s face changed colors several times, then gently said, "Good child, your royal father owns the East Sea, commanding innumerable shrimp soldiers and crab generals, why would I covet your broken treasures? I want to help you repair and refine them."

Aoguang looked skeptically at Old Dragon King and chuckled, "Really?"

"Do you want to keep holding onto that pile of junk? After repairing, all magic treasures could regain at least nine-layered power."

Aoguang rolled over and got up from the ground, somewhat hesitant.

"Even if you don’t trust me, don’t you trust your mother queen?"

Aoguang immediately waved his hand and clatteringly countless beaten-up armors and magic treasures fell, flooding the whole palace.

Old Dragon King’s eyes lit up, and he hurriedly collected all the magical treasures and weapons.

Aoguang looked eagerly at Old Dragon King and asked, "Father, when will you finish repairing them for me?"

Old Dragon King coughed and shifted the topic, saying, "Little Guang! Your royal father is planning to find you a Daoist couple."

Aoguang shook his head right away and said, "No need! I already have someone I like."

Looking up at a forty-five-degree angle towards the sky, his gaze filled with longing, he spoke tenderly, "Although she isn’t that gentle, she’s very cute. Even though her background isn’t good, just a mushroom picker, I really love the mushrooms she grows. Every frown, smile, reprimand, or anger of hers tugs at my heartstrings; I’ve decided I will not settle for anyone else in this life. I await her with my body and soul, and I believe she will also reciprocate with her true heart. Father, you needn’t worry about me."

Old Dragon King waved his hand, and an image appeared. Within the image was a woman sitting in a bamboo grove reading a book, with two delicate dragon horns on her head, her face soft and elegant.

Aoguang gave it a casual glance, and his gaze immediately fixated, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

Old Dragon King leisurely said, "Since you disagree, I’ll reject it then."

Aoguang promptly stood up, chuckle begging, "Father, I think! As children, we should still listen to the wishes of our elders, everything should follow what you say."

"Weren’t you saying you already have someone you like? You insisted on no one else?"

"Cough cough~ I’ve already severed that connection just now, I feel she is not worthy of me."

Old Dragon King turned and walked outside, saying, "Go into seclusion again, no leaving allowed." After stepping out of the palace doors, the doors thunderously closed.

Aoguang hurriedly ran to the window and called out, "Father, please repair my magic treasures quickly! Use the best materials, and when will my miss come?"

Old Dragon King stopped outside, turned around with a smile and said, "Good child, today your father will teach you another lesson, the Primordial World is very treacherous. Gui Prime Minister~"

An old man wearing a turtle shell slowly came forward, reaching Old Dragon King’s side in a few flashes, holding a cane, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

Inside the hall, Aoguang felt a strong sense of foreboding, as if he had underestimated this old man’s shamelessness, using the name of his mother queen to deceive me.

Old Dragon King produced a small pouch in his hand, passing it to Gui Prime Minister, saying, "Take these magical treasures and weapons for repair, then place them into my treasure chamber."

Gui Prime Minister took the small bag, responding with a chuckle, "Yes!"

"Ah~ you can’t do this, they’re all mine!" Aoguang clutched the window, wailing miserably.

Old Dragon King completely ignored Aoguang’s wails, saying, "I’m going to Heavenly Court, you keep a close watch on him, absolutely do not let him escape again."

Gui Prime Minister bowed respectfully, "Yes!"

Old Dragon King strode away.

Since the time of altering heavens and earth, the cycle of day and night has become extremely fast, for Immortal Gods a blink of an eye is a day, and a moment spans a season.

A cold wind blew, bringing the first heavy snow to the Primordial World, where goose feather-like snow fell from the sky, cloaking the Eastern Primordial World in a silvery shroud.

Creak~

Creak~

An awe-inspiring man in tight clothes walked on the snowy ground, his long hair draped over his shoulders, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding a sharp aura all around.

"Roar~" A roar came from the distance, as rolling Demon Cloud rose and sped towards the young man.

The young man looked up, and a trace of coldness flashed in his dragon eyes, he said coldly, "Demon beast, courting death!"

A flash of Jing Guang, a Long Spear shot through the air, puncturing the Demon Cloud with a pfft~ nailing a Black Panther to a mountainside nearby with a thud, a one-hit kill.

A voice chuckling cheerfully sounded, "Such lethal force!"

The young man frowned slightly and asked, "Who’s there?"

"Come!" A faint voice called from afar.

The young man hesitated for a moment, gestured with his hand, and the Long Spear embedded in the mountainside abruptly retracted, landing with a thud in his palm, holding the Long Spear, he followed the voice.

Passing through the woods and arriving at a cliff, two figures were sitting cross-legged on the cliff, one dressed in white, handsome and gentle, the other in a golden robe with an imperious look between their brows.

The young man walked over and scrutinized them, asking, "Who are you?"

Zhunti spoke gently, "Poor monk Zhunti, here to impart the Tao to my disciples, meeting by chance is destiny; you may listen in."

The young man’s expression changed, and he hastily knelt down, saying, "Ao Han of the East Sea Dragon Clan pays his respects to the Saint."

Zhunti said with a smile, "The Dragon Clan was once one of the dominions of yesteryears; even in decline, one should not lose their pride. Rise, now!"

Ao Han felt a warmth in his heart, Zhunti’s words reflected his own thoughts; in his eyes, his father and elder brother had both lost the Dragon Clan’s pride—who then could lead the Dragon Clan to glory again?!

Zhunti began lecturing on his own, the two sat cross-legged in the snow, ears pricked up to listen, the sun rose and set, the heavy snow melted and then fell again, and after a year the lecture came to a halt as the warm radiance of the sun bathed the three figures.

Zhunti looked at Ao Han and said with a smile, "Have you gained enlightenment?"

Ao Han was somewhat lost in thought, and quickly expressed his gratitude, "Many thanks to the Saint for guiding my path."

Zhunti replied with a smile, "In retrospect, the Ancestor Dragon dominated the seas, harnessing the waters of the Four Seas to sweep across the world, an awe-inspiring sight indeed!"

Ao Han said gloomily, "We, the unworthy descendants, grow lesser with each generation; my Dragon Clan has lost its glory."

Zhunti continued with a smile, "As long as you possess this ambition, the lost glory can surely be regained. Among all things Between Heaven and Earth, I care about the word ’struggle’, as long as one is willing to strive, hope remains."

Ao Han sat on the stone, his expression fluctuating.

Zhunti stood up and said, "My Western Sect does not yet have any Dragon Clan members." And then he floated away.

Lu Ya took a second glance at Ao Han, then followed Zhunti and left.

"I bid the Saint farewell!" Ao Han bowed deeply with respect, straightened up to see a Round Pearl shining brilliantly at the place previously occupied by Zhunti. Hesitating for a moment, Ao Han stood up, took the Round Pearl, and leapt into the depths of the sea.

...

Inside the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, Ao Han walked into the backyard, when he heard urgent cries, "Second brother, second brother, come save me!"

Ao Han followed the sound and saw a head sticking out from a palace nearby, a look of urgency on the face.

Ao Han hesitated for a moment and approached, asking, "Big brother, what has happened to you?"

Aoguang cried out with indignant sorrow, "The old man has seized my magic treasure and locked me up!"

Ao Han’s heart was devoid of ripples — such was the state of the current Dragon Clan, not seeking the revival of their glory, fighting over a few magical treasures to the point of breaking heads, how pitiful!

Aoguang called out expectantly, "Second brother, I have good news for you, father has found me a Daoist couple, from the Azure Dragon Realm within the Dragon Clan, super beautiful and cute!"

"Congratulations, big brother."

Aoguang looked around and took a small pouch from his embrace, quietly handing it to Ao Han, "Second brother, these are good things I’ve kept for you, there’s Divine Armor, weapons, and the Divine Fruit that I struggled to obtain."

Ao Han, with hands drooping at his side, clenched the Round Pearl tightly and said, "Thank you big brother, but I do not need them. Keep them for yourself. I am going to cultivate." With that, he walked away.

Aoguang called out, "Second brother, it’s the Glazed Green Heart Fruit! I went through so much trouble to get it."

Ao Han paused his steps, turned around to take the small pouch, and spoke indifferently, "Thank you, big brother!"