The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 152 - 152 98 The Origins of the Ancestral Dragon's Nine Sons

152: Chapter 98 The Origins of the Ancestral Dragon’s Nine Sons 152: Chapter 98 The Origins of the Ancestral Dragon’s Nine Sons (PS: Next week is the time for [New Book Recommendations by Category].

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“What person?” Upon hearing this, Xiong Da’s movements suddenly paused, and those eyes, barely larger than Old Turtle’s, looked towards the South Sea in confusion.

“Oh?” Li Qingming was also filled with suspicion, sensing from his master that there seemed to be a deep grudge against Old Turtle.

On the Southern sea surface, nine figures, each distinct but all dressed in black, were seen approaching with the waves.

Old Turtle, upon seeing these nine figures, first froze, then the corners of his eyes twitched, and his body uncontrollably began to tremble.

Li Qingming watched the nine men indifferently, his thoughts racing as he quickly calculated.

After a while, he cracked a smile and said: “So it’s them!

A timely encounter indeed!”

“Hahaha, you old bastard, even you have a day like this!

When you led the Quasi-Saint experts of the Dragon Clan to hunt down my mother and me, did you ever think this day would come?” One of the men, somewhat delicate and thin, held a green flute in his hand and glared with flaming eyes at Old Turtle, who was firmly pinned under Xiong Da’s foot.

“You old bastard, when you annihilated my mother’s entire tribe, did you once think of today?” Another man, bulky and with muscles coiled like dragons, had eyes wide open, and the big double-handed blade in his hands seemed to want to fly out at any moment.

“Old Four, Old Seven, that’s enough!” A man who was clearly the leader frowned slightly and stopped the other men about to erupt.

He stepped forward and gave Li Qingming a cupped-fist salute: “I’ve long heard of the North Emperor’s great name; seeing you today is truly extraordinary!”

Li Qingming laughed heartily and said: “The nature of dragons is lascivious!

It was rumored that Ancestor Dragon Ao Long once forced himself upon nine beautiful women of different species and sired nine sons!”

“The eldest, named Ba Xia, resembles a turtle, robust and powerful; the second, named Chi Wen, has a dragon’s head and a fish’s body, with a moist mouth and rough voice, fond of swallowing; the third, named Pu Lao, looks like a dragon but smaller, fond of making noise; the fourth, named Bi’an, resembles a tiger, quick-tempered and righteous, adept at distinguishing right from wrong; the fifth, named Taotie, resembles a sheep, eyes under the armpits, tiger’s teeth and human claws, with a large stomach and a love for eating; the sixth, named Bishui, has a lion’s body with a dragon’s head, topped with two horns, fond of playing with water; the seventh, named Yazi, has a dragon’s head and a jackal’s body, fierce in nature, brave and good at fighting, never forgetting a grudge; the eighth, named Suan Ni, resembles a lion, fond of smoke and sitting; the youngest, named Jiao Tu, resembles a spiral shell, fond of closing up.”

“When these nine sons were born, there were extraordinary signs from the heavens!

But since then, they have disappeared into the Primordial Land!

I actually thought you had died; I did not expect you to still be alive, good!

Very good!”

The man looked at Li Qingming with a rather shocked expression and said: “Indeed!

Emperor of the North truly possesses boundless mana!

Yes, we are those Ancestral Dragon’s Nine Sons.

I am Ba Xia, and these are my brothers!”

Xiong Da put away his green brick and ran up to Li Qingming ingratiatingly, saying, “Master, how come I’ve never heard of the Ancestral Dragon’s Nine Sons?”

Li Qingming smiled and said: “The Ancestor Dragon was born with the favor of Heaven and Earth’s Qi Fortune; he held himself in high esteem!

He would never deign to be mentioned alongside the White Clan of the Primordial.

If I’m not mistaken, Dragon Ancestor’s Nine Sons were secretly born by those nine women without telling Ao Long, that old loach.

When Ao Long found out, he flew into a rage and issued a clan extermination order, sending clan experts in a mad pursuit to hunt them down!

Even the tribes of those nine women were uprooted!

It was all to completely erase Dragon’s Nine Sons from existence!”

Ba Xia trembled visibly, obviously recalling those unbearable times, and said: “Your Majesty is correct!

That traitor Ao Long, in order to eliminate us brothers completely, went so far as to slaughter nine tribes!

If not for our mothers and Clan Leader grandfathers desperately protecting us, we would have certainly become ghosts under the blade by now!”

Xiong Da’s small eyes revealed a shock and he thought to himself: “That’s fucking brutal!”

Looking at Ba Xia and the others, Xiong Da said with some emotion: “Brothers, I feel for you!”

Li Qingming, exasperated, rolled his eyes and kicked Xiong Da away, shouting: “Can’t you be serious for once!”

Collecting his emotions, Ba Xia looked at Li Qingming and asked, “Your Majesty, could you hand this old bastard over to us for disposal?”

Li Qingming clapped his hands with interest and said to Ba Xia, “Fellow Daoist, I am very curious!

Although I am aware that your maternal clan was completely annihilated by the Dragon Clan, the exact circumstances remain unknown to me.

If you would be willing to share this matter with me, I shall hand this Old Bangzi over to you!”

The most tempestuous Yazi, with his eyes wide open with fury, glared at Li Qingming and said: “That’s not up to you!

We, the nine brothers, can take this old bastard away whenever we want.

Do you think you can stop us?”

“Old Seven, stand down!” Ba Xia raised his hand to stop Yazi and bowed to Li Qingming, saying, “Your Majesty, my brother is ignorant, please don’t stoop to his level!”

Li Qingming waved his hand, indicating it didn’t matter.

Ba Xia closed his eyes in pain, as though the memories were filled with agony: “Back then, due to Ao Long being preoccupied with clan affairs, he allowed our mother to return to the clan.

She was bullied by that old thief, shamed to the point of wanting to take her own life multiple times.

But thinking of the child in her womb, she clenched her teeth and endured.

When we were born, an extraordinary phenomenon descended, the Dragon Clan’s Qi Fortune plummeted by one and a half percent.

Unknowingly, all these fortunes disappeared into our bodies.”

Pausing for a moment, Ba Xia glared at the old Old Turtle with venomous eyes and continued, “Ao Long felt that the decrease in the Dragon Clan’s Qi Fortune was due to us, and commanded his Shadow Guards, this damned old bastard, to lead several dozen experts of the Quasi-Saint Stage from the clan to our mother’s tribe.

They aimed to erase us to restore the Dragon Clan’s Qi Fortune.

However, our mother had foreseen this and had already sent off the next generation with exceptional talent to hide all over the Primordial Land.

Afterwards, she gathered the entire Seven-colored Thunder Sheep tribe, the Moon Howling Silver Wolf tribe, the Cangqiong Queyu tribe…

Our maternal herd gathered together, determined to defend our tribe to the death, and faced the Dragon Clan in a life-or-death battle at the Divine Bull Valley, the ancestral land of the Five-Colored Divine Bull.”

“Pat!” A somewhat murky tear, mixed with boundless longing for his kin, fell from Ba Xia’s cheek onto the icy ground.

“That battle saw the complete extermination of our maternal clan’s forces by the Dragon Clan!

The nine Clan Leaders, our grandfathers, transferred their billions of years of Cultivation to us!

Later, my brothers and I were fortunate to be apprenticed to a master.

For tens of thousands of years, we nine brothers have been looking for an opportunity for revenge.

The Dragon Clan was too powerful; opposing them was like a mantis trying to block a chariot.

However, the revenge for the murder and extermination of our mother and clan could not be abandoned.”

“Tens of thousands of years passed, and finally, our opportunity came.

The Dragon Han Calamity began, and we nine brothers took on the guise of members from various tribes, wantonly slaughtering the Dragon Clan!

Hahahaha, those culprits, in the end, all died by our hands.

But the chief culprit escaped.

Only this old bastard, only this old bastard got away!

We searched thousands of years for him!

Heaven took pity, finally granting us the chance for retribution!

Hahahaha…”

Ba Xia choked up towards the end, and then let out a crazed, long, skyward laugh, yet his tears fell like beads off a broken string.

The scene fell into silence for a moment, filled with only the low sobbing of the nine men and everyone’s sighs.

“Fellow Daoist Ba Xia, now that my doubts have been cleared!

This Old Bangzi is now yours, do with him what you will!” Seeing that Ba Xia and others were still engulfed in sorrow, Li Qingming suddenly spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Ba Xia put away his sad demeanor and said solemnly, “Your Majesty, we will surely repay this kindness!

Whatever your Majesty’s affairs are, they are ours!”

At this moment, Old Turtle’s Mana had all been sealed by Li Qingming.

Hearing Li Qingming’s words, Old Turtle shuddered all over and howled frantically: “No!

No, you cannot do this to me!

I am a sub-saint warrior; how dare you ants offend me, get lost!

Get away from me!

Aoguang, Aoguang, protect me quickly!”

Li Qingming looked disdainfully at the mentally disordered Old Turtle and spat: “Trash!”

Ba Xia’s face bore a trace of malice as he strode towards Old Turtle.

“Uh!” Just then, with a thick face, Aoguang stepped in front of Old Turtle and stammered: “Uncle, my Lord Uncle, you must not do this!”

Ba Xia looked at Aoguang with a face as still as water and with a light wave of his hand, a tremendous force sent Aoguang flying.

Ba Xia scoffed in disdain, “I, Ba Xia, do not live for the Dragon Clan!”