??Chapter 65: Chapter 64: Building Dragon and Phoenix
Chapter 65: Chapter 64: Building Dragon and Phoenix
“This doesn’t seem right!” Muria pointed towards where the young Blazing Sky God Descendant vanished on the tree, and turned to Gerald at his side: “Isn’t this the territory of the Titan Tribe? How could such beings exist here?”
“The Blazing Sky God Race of the Boundless Heavenly Realm, is our Titan Tribe’s staunch ally.” Heloise ca out of an ancient and majestic palace in the courtyard and explained to Muria.
“Recently, the Blazing Sky God Race has sent so of their underage descendants to our Titan Clan Land to exchange knowledge and cultivate with us. The angels you just ntioned, those fellows brought a bunch of them to serve them.”
“Is the Blazing Sky God Race very powerful?” Muria asked sowhat embarrassingly. His heritage mory did not ntion any information related to the Blazing Sky God Race.
In fact, Muria’s knowledge of the Dragon Race’s heritage is not complete. The heritage gradually opened as he aged, so he knows nothing about a lot of things. The knowledge about the Titan Tribe’s heritage is even more out of reach. Other than combat techniques, there are no other superfluous knowledge.
“The Blazing Sky God Race is strong, not inferior to our Titan Tribe. Those Blazing Sky God Descendants are all worthy opponents.” Heloise revealed a trace of amusent.
“How strong is our Titan Tribe?” Muria looked at Heloise a little blankly. He had no concept of the overall strength of the Titan Tribe. All he knew was that there was at least one Epic Titan in the Titan Tribe who was as powerful as a deity.
“…” Hearing Muria’s question, Heloise and Gerald looked at him speechlessly.
“Why are you looking at ? I really don’t know.” Muria looked a bit innocent as he stared at the Titans.
“I’ll take you to Lord Ansalor.” Heloise looked at Muria while rubbing her temples helplessly, “Then, you can ask Lord Ansalor to introduce you to the elders of the Clan. By then, you should have a rough idea of how strong our Titan Tribe is.”
“Find my father?” Upon hearing these words, Muria instantly felt a bit uncomfortable. He’s already aware that Heloise and Gerald brought him to the Titan Clan Land under his father’s orders. As for his father, Muria is far too unfamiliar with him. He has only t him twice since he was born.
“Any problems? If not, I’ll teleport you over now.” Heloise said to Muria.
“Nope.” Muria grinned. His first impression of his father was of a powerful figure tearing through space, dragging along the Power-Ability Dragon.
“Number Seven, construct a teleportation array to Lord Ansalor’s residence.” Heloise ordered into the empty space.
“Please wait a mont.” A soft and gentle female voice rang out in the air. Subsequently, spots of colorful light appeared on the ground, and a large teleportation array began to construct itself.
Muria watched with amazent as a female Titan phantom wearing a long dress appeared next to Heloise. Her appearance closely resembled Heloise’s: “What is this?”
“I am the spirit who controls this courtyard, Number Seven, similar to the Tower Spirit in the Mage Tower.” Number Seven, who looked much like Heloise, but with a completely contrasting temperant, introduced herself to Muria with a smile.
“…” Muria was silent as he observed the surroundings. This was a courtyard that – apart from its size and scope – had nothing noteworthy about it. Compared to his own White Jade Divine Palace, it practically looked like a house from the slums. Yet this simple building housed Number Seven, a high-end, extraordinary creation that was seemingly akin to AI.
The building with the “AI” instantly escalated its worth manifold in Muria’s eyes. Compared with it, his White Jade Divine Palace looked like trash.
“Alright, Muria. My task is completed. I won’t accompany you to Lord Ansalor’s,” Gerald patted Muria’s shoulder, “Focus on your training, don’t neglect the Titan’s combat techniques. The next ti we et, I hope you can spar with
using your fist.”
“I will.” Muria responded with a smile. He knew if it wasn’t for the drop of Original Blood that his grandfather had gifted him, he would have undoubtedly lost that battle.
“Number Seven, could you construct a teleportation array back to my residence for ?”
“Of course, Lord Gerald.” The phantom figure of Number Seven, whose temperant was soft and gentle, answered. After that, beams of multicolored magic power appeared and began to construct a slightly smaller teleportation array.
Muria could not understand the principle behind it at all. Heloise’s residence looked simple, there were no fancy decorations at all. Yet the technology embedded in the buildings blew away his own White Jade Divine Palace.
“Construction complete, Master, Lord Gerald, and Lord Muria, you may depart at any ti.” Number Seven bowed slightly and reported to her master.
Muria didn’t wait long, it only took a few minutes for the two, one large and one small, teleportation arrays to form. The speed of array construction left Muria speechless.
“I’m off.” Gerald walked onto the smaller teleportation array, waved to Muria and Heloise, then vanished in a glimring teleportation light.
“We should go too!” After Gerald’s disappearance, Heloise turned to Muria and said.
…
When Muria teleported to the top of a towering mountain following Heloise, and arrived at an equally grand and ancient building entrance, a lounging Giant Dragon lying at the gate, its scales gleaming brilliantly, lazily spoke up.
“You’re looking for Ansalor? He’s not here.”
“Then may I ask, where has Lord Ansol gone? When will he be back?” Heloise asked in a tone neither humble nor pushy.
“I don’t know, that madman ran off to the Abyss again. As for when he’ll be back, how should I know? When he’s had his fill of killing, he’ll naturally return,” said the giant dragon, his entire body cloaked in dazzling, diamond-like scales, speaking without a trace of respect.
“Isn’t this the Power Ability Dragon my father dragged back?” Muria looked at the giant dragon in front of him, which seed extrely familiar, and suddenly rembered that unforgettable scene, “Is he on guard duty?”
“Hmm!” At that mont, the Power Ability Dragon, lazily half-closing his eyes, fluttered its nostrils, and abruptly raised its massive dragon’s head. Its semi-transparent dragon’s eye fixed on Muria.
“You, what’s your relationship with that Ansol?” The Power Ability Dragon asked coldly. Its Legendary Dragon Prestige gradually perated the atmosphere, seeming to solidify the air itself.
“Boom! Boom!” Under intense pressure, Muria’s blood began to boil, and his heart started to beat rapidly, pumping out a loud noise. Behind him, a golden dragon head silhouette with eight horns gradually appeared, resisting the Power Ability Dragon’s legendary Dragon Prestige.
“He’s my father,” replied Muria, his blood boiling as he lifted his head to look at the Power Ability Dragon, whose limbs were all taller than him, with no fear shown on his face.
“Are you planning to start a fight with us?” Heloise, still appearing calm under the Dragon Prestige, voiced out.
“Heh, the descendants of the Dragon King, really interesting. Ansol’s son is not a pureblood Titan,” the Power Ability Dragon said, looking at the dragon head phantom behind Muria with interest and muttering aloud.
After slowly retracting the Dragon Prestige it had released, the Power Ability Dragon was rely attempting to scare them. As for initiating a fight, it was out of the question. This was Titan territory. Attacking their descendants here would simply be seeking death.
“Descendant of Ansol, do you want
to be your sparring partner? To help you hone your combat skills?” The Power Ability swung a gentle question toward Muria, “After all, Ansol often asked
to spar with him.”
“Haha!” Muria took a step back without showing any emotion. This malice was all too palpable, especially in the last sentence. He could even sense a strong resentnt.
“Let’s go, Muria. In a short while, I will accompany you to find Lord Ansol again,” Heloise chose to ignore the words of the Legendary Power Ability Dragon and prepared to leave with Muria.
“You dare to ignore ?” The Power Ability Dragon, seeing Muria and Heloise about to leave, was so infuriated it felt like its scales were standing up.
“Squawk!” In the not-too-distant sky, a flying beast engulfed in red flas rose to the heavens, dragging its lengthy tail feathers behind it. Its call echoed throughout the heavens, the burning flas staining half the sky in front of Muria red.
“That’s…a Phoenix!” Muria, who had just turned around, looked shocked as he watched the divine bird soaring in the sky.
“That’s one of our clan leaders’ partners.” Heloise, watching the Phoenix in the sky, introduced it to Muria.
“Humph!” The Power Ability Dragon lifted its head to look at the Phoenix circling in the sky. Feeling the heat on its body, it let out a cold snort. It knew that the Phoenix was watching it. Then, it glanced at the slowly retreating figures of Muria and Heloise before lying back down and closing its eyes for a nap.
The mont the Power Ability Dragon laid back down, the Phoenix in the sky circled once more before descending, soon disappearing from Muria’s line of sight.
“Muria, it’s your first ti here. Let
give you a proper tour around our clan’s lands,” Heloise said to Muria after she saw the Phoenix disappear.
“Okay,” Muria curiously surveyed his surroundings. The scenery here was completely different from on his Taiji Island. At a glance, nurous towering ancient trees, hundreds of ters tall, were everywhere. Each one, like the ancient tree at the entrance to Heloise’s ho, emitted specks of luminescent glow and were filled with a vibrant life force.
Among these extraordinary ancient trees were an array of rare and exotic plants, which Muria could identify so of, thanks to the knowledge from his Dragon Race heritage…
“This is Immortal Grass.” While walking around with Heloise, Muria stopped and looked at a large field of plants that looked like weeds. He quickly recognized this plant, which looked like weeds but was, in fact, a very valuable herb, the main ingredient used to make the Immortal Potion.
The potion made from this plant could maintain the physical appearance of a humanoid creature at its youngest until their lifespan runs out. Therefore, this plant was highly sought after by noble ladies and close-combat practitioners in the Human Kingdom. Even a single leaf was worth a fortune.
But, this plant, which could drive human females and powerful warriors mad with desire, was just a weed here. And Heloise had just carelessly stepped on it. Muria shook his head in disbelief.
“How much money went down with that step?” Muria clicked his tongue and quickly caught up with Heloise, also stepping on them without any care just like her.
Outsiders cherished these precious plants, which were extrely hard to co by, but here they were rely weeds. Even more valuable plants than the Immortal Grass could be seen everywhere.
After wandering around for a long ti, Muria discovered that very few creatures lived in the Titan Clan Lands. Apart from Heloise and Gerald, he hadn’t seen a third Titan. Occasionally, he would spot so grand and impressive buildings on so high mountains. According to Heloise’s introduction, these were the residences of other Titans.
“The Titan Clan Land is truly vast, but the number of Titans living here is just too scarce,” grumbled Muria. But he reasoned that it made sense considering that beings of the Titan level were expected to have a low population.
“Boom!” “Clang!” “Clank!”… Suddenly, Muria, who had been walking around for a long ti with scarce encounters, heard the sound of colliding tal weapons and so intense explosions coming from a distance.
“Soone’s fighting, let’s go!” Heloise’s golden eyes shimred as they looked toward the direction of the noise. Without hesitation, she grabbed Muria’s arm and sprinted towards the direction from where the sound originated, “Let’s go and see.”
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