Xyrin Empire
Chapter 747: Do Not Speak to the Dragon God

Chapter 747: Chapter 747: Do Not Speak to the Dragon God

"Hey! You two over there, where did you come from?!"

The male shout coming from a distance startled me, giving me the illusion that I had just casually spat on the ground only to refresh a group of old ladies with red headbands. Lilina had just pried off a piece of Divine Artifact from a level one protected scenic area!

Even the Fake Lolita, who is normally fearless, realized there was a serious problem. As soon as the shout reached us, Lilina quickly stowed the Magic Mirror into her Personal Space, then looked at me with a pained expression: "Boss, Lolitas are a protected species... you absolutely have to protect your own Lolita, okay?"

Only in these moments does the girl come to the realization that she’s nothing more than a mere Loli, and she’s beyond saving.

I adjusted my expression, trying my best to look like an innocent bystander, and turned my head towards the direction of the voice. Instantly, even though I was wearing sunglasses, I felt as if my krypton gold dog eyes were blinded by the brilliance.

Holy moly, what a dazzlingly handsome dead guy!

On the boundary line where ice and snow intersected, stood a young man I had never seen before. He was clad in sturdy but not cumbersome golden war armor, with a sea-blue cape billowing behind him in the icy winds of the icefield. His radiant golden hair made even gold coins pale in comparison. Beneath that messy short hair was a face right out of Greek ideals—summing it up, a hunky model that served both exhibition and historic value. He’d be perfect as a doorman in front of the Louvre if you slapped a layer of white paint on his face.

Ding a big bang, ding a BIG bang, I thought Yelsen was the most overwhelming rival of the same sex I’d ever encounter in my life, but out popped this guy! How many times did this dude press F5 before reincarnating?

Noticing someone staring at him, the unknown blond man immediately flashed a smile, seemingly a sunny, cheerful fellow. He energetically waved in our direction, calling out for us to come over.

Although the saying goes that any man handsomer than oneself is a class enemy, considering it was us who vandalized public property—moreover, that "public property" was a Divine Artifact personally made by the Supreme Dragon God—all hats fit on our heads now. Seeing how polite he seemed, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and approach him.

"Yo, hello there."

I had no clue what this "person" did for a living, but a glimpse of his grandiose armor suggested he was someone of high rank. Uninspired, I greeted him, then turned to point at Lilina who was creeping closer step by step, "That’s my sister. We’re here to enjoy the snowscape."

"Enjoying the snowscape?" The blond man before us laughed heartily, full of sunshine, "Hahaha, not too many come to the Frozen Continent to specifically enjoy the snowscape, it’s snowing year-round here, we’re used to it. You must be from someplace else—let me guess, from the Main Continent? Your attire doesn’t quite resemble that of the Divine Race from the Main Continent, nor does it seem like something the Hermits from the Shadow Continent would wear... Hiss, could it be I forbade... I mean, I’ve been a recluse for so long that there’s been such a change in fashion out there? This ensemble of yours looks light yet lacks the distinct features of the Divine Race, kind of like something inspired by the Mortal World. Speaking of the Mortal World, I remember visiting a world not too long ago and their fashion style was quite similar to what you’re wearing. The place had excellent pancakes—hey wait a second, something’s not right. The energy from you two is off, not quite like the Divine Race, and this little girl’s Life Divine Power is all over the place... Oh my, has the Life Goddess improved or regressed? Is this your normal state or your Divine Form? This height is a bit ambiguous, divided by two, it seems like you’re stuck in the middle of a transformation! Hang on, I’ll take you to see Jiajia in a bit, she should be home now. You lot of careless imps never give one a moment’s peace, just like my sister. When she was young, she was always... Hey, I forgot something, who are you again?"

At this moment, I was completely dazed, staring at the blond man in front of me who had just rattled off hundreds of characters in a rap-like chatter. An inexplicable sense of crisis was gradually descending upon me. Swallowing my saliva, I organized my thoughts, which had been scattered by the man’s rapid-fire speech, and said, "Uh, well, we’re not from the Divine Race—you can call me Chen Jun, from the Xyrin Apostles. You should know of us, right..."

The moment the blond man heard the words "Xyrin Apostle," his eyes lit up, and his face revealed a look of realization. With a hearty smile, he slapped my shoulder in a friendly, sunny manner, not treating me as an outsider at all, "Ahaha, a Xyrin Apostle, huh? I was wondering why you looked familiar—I heard from the boss that friends from the Xyrin Empire would come to the Divine Realm. I thought you would stay on the Main Continent until your mission was over before heading straight back. I know all about the character of you Xyrin Apostles; each of you is as stubborn as a rock, once you set out to do something, any deviation is an unforgivable waste. So what brought you here? Oh right, look at my memory. Just now, you mentioned that you were here to see the snow with your sister. That’s really rare, Xyrin Apostles never bother with such leisure... Hiss, I still find you a bit strange, although I haven’t seen a Xyrin person for a long time, the energy reaction from your body doesn’t quite seem like a Xyrin Apostle... Hey, never mind, no offense, I’m just a bit too straightforward. A gentleman shouldn’t play with friends using fancy language—this is something a mortal said, and it makes a lot of sense. You have to admit, mortals possess great wisdom, too. The devices they invent sometimes astonish even us—adversity drives progress, their innate weakness makes them more creative than the Divine Race. Take mirrors, for example. I remember long ago the Divine Race would observe their own appearance through spatial folding; it’s a natural ability, and the Divine Realm never invented mirrors until, when was it again, a mortal believer brought one as an offering to the Divine Realm... It makes you wonder how the gods from the moment of creation could be so foolish. By the way, are the mirrors in your world coated with mercury or secret silver?"

Me: "..."

Who can tell me how on earth to interrupt this human-shaped rap machine in front of me?

Lilina had originally drifted leisurely behind me but suddenly realized she was about to face an adversary even scarier than the one with the red ring. So she tiptoed away to the side. Meanwhile, I had no choice but to face this fearsome fellow alone. A handsome guy isn’t scary, neither is a god, but a chatty and handsome god is a natural predator. My ears were buzzing with noise, and the brilliant visage of this Hellenic orator swam before my eyes. I thought, what a waste of such a good-looking face.

"...Ah, I’m so sorry, I completely forgot to introduce myself—not very gentlemanly of me. Just call me Qian Yuhao, Salon Qian Yuhao, Dragon God. You’ve heard of me, right? That’s great. I’m the manager of this continent, but I usually stay on the Main Continent, where the temple of the Four Main Gods at the Brilliant Divine Court is located. I’m quite close to the little guy Jiajia; I really owe it to him for sending someone over to chat with me every day when I was recently confined by the boss. Otherwise, I would have died of boredom. Sovare, that old fuddy-duddy! The leader of the Light God System should just take care of his own folks, what’s the use of reporting me to the boss just because I talked a bit too much? Serves him right for buying instant noodles from the Mortal World without a seasoning packet! Instant noodles are another amusing invention by mortals, do you know the non-fried instant noodles recipe? If you have time, I’ll tell you a story about the wheat farms..."

Folks, I’m being completely honest—if I could have beaten him, do you believe that I would have slapped his face with a shoe by now?

This guy must have been driven mad by the solitary confinement imposed by Father God!

Actually, even before he started introducing himself, I had guessed his identity: Dragon God, the Supreme Dragon God, the most renowned Supreme Dragon God in the whole Divine Realm! Who else could possess such a terrifying ability to prattle nonstop?

Bingdisi had once solemnly warned me never to open a conversation with the Dragon God, calling it a suicidal act. Girl Lin had also used a prediction to warn me not to talk to strangers today, or I’d face terrible luck. Poor me, I remembered both warnings, but still, fate had taken its course... Is this what they call being chatty? His gabbing has truly broken through the heavens!

The Dragon God, having been released from his lengthy confinement, was now talking endlessly with his "new friend." I found his ability to jump from topic to topic during the conversation was simply beyond belief. Unlike ordinary people who repeat the same thing over and over, the Dragon God’s every sentence was unique, his points kept leaping, and his speech introduced new elements that were miraculously connected by his bizarre logic! You might not stand such long-winded sermons, but you can’t deny this peculiar creature’s weird linguistic talent. During his long... indeterminately long rant, the god talked about everything from the customs and culture of the Divine Realm to the grain production of a certain Mortal World, from grain production to arts, from arts to population issues, from population issues to the flourishing of literary endeavors, from literature to the process of pressing soybean oil, from soybean oil to the average height of the Life Goddess, from height issues to methods for maintaining weapons, and finally... finally, damn it, he circled back to the customs and culture of the Divine Realm!

And he concluded with, "Ah, I didn’t go off-topic this time—"

While the Dragon God was in full flow, Lilina had scurried like a rabbit far away and was shaking in the car with the windows rolled up, at least this time the usually unreliable creature hadn’t driven off on her own. And from the corner of my eye, I spotted two vague white shadows darting past me. One was a silver-haired girl with wings on her ribs, and the other was a tiny girl entirely in white. How to put it...

The Dull Cat Angel and Little Qi Jing were, unbelievably, verbally expelled from my mind by the Dragon God himself! His words, transformed into soul energy, struck directly at a Void Creature’s Spirit World, didn’t they! Does the Dragon God’s speech also have the effect of exorcising Evil Spirits?

I’m sorry, Angel Sister and Little Qijing, I mistook you for evil spirits... My spirit was completely confused.

Meeting the Supreme Dragon God was destined to become the biggest embarrassing moment of my life, but I couldn’t find a way out of my current predicament. Although the other party, albeit a Sui Cui, always wore a friendly smile. If you disregard the speed of speech and the length of his sentences, it was just like chatting with a friend, which made it very difficult for me to hit him on the forehead with my shoe without violating my conscience. Who knows how much later, I noticed Lilina crawling out of the car again, with large earmuffs and digging holes in the nearby snow. If my enhanced vision wasn’t deceiving me, next to the large pit, on the ice tombstone, was inscribed the following line in big characters:

Here lies the tomb of Chen Jun, the Imperial Leader of the Xyrin Empire, died during a chat, we will always remember you—may your soul ascend to the Divine Realm, and may you continue chatting with the Dragon God.

Is this the so-called ’restless death’?

Luckily, this terrifying experience finally came to an end. Big Eyes, under tremendous public pressure, made the Dragon God talk nonsense for so long until finally someone came to rescue me.

It was a giant dragon rushing over from the horizon, and what was particularly surprising was that it wasn’t a magnificent golden double-headed giant dragon like the Star Domain Dragon God, but a normal blue dragon from the Dragon Clan. Despite the huge energy reaction emanating from its body being in no way weaker than any Dragon God I had seen before, its strange appearance still caught my attention: at least it momentarily cleared my mind from the Dragon God’s verbal bombardment.

The blue giant dragon landed nearby, kicking up a blizzard that engulfed the entire sky, instantly burying Lilina, who was shamelessly digging holes, in her own dug grave. The slender girl who stepped out of the blue radiance that followed the dragon’s transformation was a girl with blue hair and a blue dress, her face a bit youthful and delicate.

The incessantly talking Dragon God in the sky immediately shut up the moment the giant dragon appeared, and even broke into a cold sweat. When the blue-haired girl approached us, he even began to tremble.

"Brother, Father God wants you to come over—ah, it’s best if you finish up things on the Frozen Continent first before you go. This time it might take a long time again," the blue-haired girl said with a smile as sweet as flowers, her voice soft and gentle, but the impact on the blond hunk in front of me was almost like a Void Storm.

"Lan, are you joking with me? Big brother always dotes on you the most, you know."

"Yes, which is why as a sister, it’s necessary to correct my brother’s mistakes," the blue-haired girl continued with her smile as sweet as flowers.

Lord Qian Yuhao sighed deeply, "Ah, I knew it, you are jealous of my eloquence, right? That’s why you’re trying to suppress a competitor. Wasn’t it just that time at the debate competition when I almost drove the judge insane? Do you still have to impose a ban to this day?"

Lan, known as "Lan," with the blue hair, frustratedly touched her lips, "Brother, eloquence and blabbering are not the same thing, right?"

In short, without further ado, a few minutes later, a disheartened golden double-headed giant dragon soared into the sky. I waved my hands in tearful gratitude as it gradually drifted away until it disappeared into the horizon in an instant. To mention in passing: The second blizzard kicked up by the dragon’s takeoff once again buried Lilina, who had just climbed out of the snowdrift.

The blue-haired girl who came to bring the news stayed where she was. After watching her older brother disappear, she heaved a sigh of relief and turned to me with a slight smile, "You better hurry and leave before he comes back, because then it’ll be a nuisance. Though my big brother won’t get mad, I honestly have no idea how to trick him into leaving again anytime soon."

"Ah? You tricked him?" I exclaimed in surprise, no longer concerned about why there was such an ordinary blue-colored Giant Dragon among the Dragon Gods. According to what just happened, it seems that the girl in front of me is actually the Supreme Dragon God’s sister. So what’s going on now? A tragic history of the honest big brother being toyed with by his scheming little demon sister?

"It’s not exactly tricking, the task Father God gave me was to keep an eye on my brother and report back when he’s about to cause trouble for someone. Then he would surely get grounded. Today, I just skipped a few steps," the blue-haired girl said with a smile, "Speaking of which, you must be that ’Void Emperor’ Father God mentioned, right?"

I was stunned for a moment, thinking it was unexpected to be recognized at a glance even on another continent. Could this be Father God’s confidant?

"Is that strange?" the blue-haired girl chuckled and then suddenly lowered her voice, using a voice we had just heard, "Don’t be rash—damaging public property can lead to a fine, you know!"

The oncoming Lilina immediately turned tail and ran, but I was quick on my feet, instantly pulling out a slipper labeled ’Lilina’s head exclusive’ and whizzed it at the girl, knocking her down, then I picked her up by the back collar of her dress and brought her over to the blue-haired girl: "Apologize for what you did!"

Lilina admitted defeat and spread her hands, "I’m sorry for stealing your dandruff..."

The blue-haired girl was taken aback, then laughed it off, "It’s fine. My brother just added my voice to Heart Mirror Lake, and I can see what happens on the surface of the lake. You can keep that fragment as a gift; it’s not worth much in the Divine Realm. Just be careful not to let that ’mirror’ touch any water surface when you go back, though. It will freeze everything solid in a very short time, even an entire ocean."

"That dangerous!?" Lilina exclaimed in shock, and I thought she wouldn’t want that Magic Mirror anymore, but then the second thing she said was, "Great, I’ll keep it to trick people in the future!"

It seemed like it was time to advance Lilina’s moral education on my agenda.

We chatted briefly with the blue-haired girl and took our leave: the powerful Supreme Dragon God should now be at the Brilliant Divine Court and would soon realize he’s been duped. If we did not want to experience another Sui Cui bombing, it’d be wise to quickly leave.

When we had set out, it was just Lilina and me, but on the return journey, the seven-hundred-billion-mile trip became a journey of four. Dull Cat Angel was digging at her ears and drowsily looking around in the co-pilot seat. She had been trying to catch her third nap of the day when the persistent Spiritual Shocks had rudely interrupted her slumber. Whereas, Little Qijing was sitting neatly in my lap, happily slapping away at the control panel of the seven-hundred-billion-mile vehicle. This was the first time she remembered seeing such a vast snowfield, and the little girl was overjoyed.

As for Lilina, who was originally seated in the co-pilot’s seat, she was now tied up in the back seat: Not only did she fail to come out and help earlier, but she also dug a hole right in front of me! Education was a must!

We sped along, returning to the origin point recorded by the automatic navigation system, and gradually, the magnificent and towering castle finally came into view through the car window. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to cast your recommendation vote and monthly vote at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)