Astral Dragon Monarch

Shen shook his head as he managed to sit up.

The impact of that blow was so powerful that his innards had almost been ruptured to pieces.

"W... Where the hell am I?"

All around him, different statues of dragons made out of gold were standing round in a circle.

At the very top, the head of a majestic dragon statue with dazzling beauty second to none other within the room hung down from the ceilings with a golden scroll in its jaws.

"Is that some sort of dragon warrior scroll or something?"

Kai mused in amusement, remembering a certain animated movie, then suddenly turned serious.

'... could that be my cheat?!'

Based on that panda movie he had watched some time back, the scroll was going to grant him unimaginable power!

'But it could also be blank though...'

No.

Shen shook his head in defiance.

That was a risk that he was willing to take, after all, he had nothing to lose.

Shen scanned the room, then limped over to the closest dragon statue.

He had been injured from the battle that he did not even participate in and his condition was made worse when the impact of the last attack had flung him into this pagoda.

'Is it over?'

He could not hear any fighting from the outside.

It was quiet.

Too quiet....

So that meant that either the two battling figures had both met their end from each others' attack, the beast alone had died and she survived, or the Xin girl while the beast was running amok.

Shen shook his hands to get rid of the sand particles and began climbing the nearest statue.

He some how managed to reach the top of the statue, then look a high leap and caught hold of the dragon's beard like whiskers.

'Thank goodness I played around on the monkey bars in the park as a kid!'

If not for the unlikely remembrance of his short childhood, he would have been crashing almost forty feet to the ground.

Come to think of it, how DID he get this high despite climbing with with a broken leg?

As a matter of fact, how did one even climb with a broken leg to begin with?

Anyways, Shen wriggled up the whisker, and reached his hand out towards the golden scroll.

'Closer!'

'Closer!!'

"Almost there!!'

Soon his hand was almost grazing the surface cover of the alluring scroll.

All he needed was just two more inches.

He had to detach his feet from their wraps on the golden whisker, and make a short leap at the scroll in the dragon's jaw.

'Got it!"

Only then did he realize that he was hurling out towards the window of the towering building.

"Shi..."

Kai did jot even have the chance to complete his words, as his head slammed into the edge of the window, his body bumped against the lower roof, and his eyesight became blurred while he faded into oblivion.

Xin sighed in relief, as the beast finally crashed to the ground.

Its body was filled with the marks of a ferocious battle, one of it's legs was savagely ripped off from the hip, and its two eyes were gorged out.

This creature had such a high vitality, that replacing its regeneration abilities at the cost of making its body stronger almost overwhelmed an entire cohort of Mid to peak first stage cultivators of the lower mortal tier.

Heck, she herself was even at the first Rank of the second stage.

The appearance of such a powerful beast was not an ordinary occurrence, and it could only mean one thing.

"Great ancestor Lee is dead."

Lord Lee was the founder of The Blazing Valor sect, where Xin belonged, and for very many moons, he had meticulously served as the protector of the empire and defeated harrowing abominations like these long before they could even get close to the provinces, not to mention that his cultivation tier was at the peak section of the Rank 9 of the second stage of the lower mortal tier, very close to a breakthrough that would put him on the same level as the lower xian.

The emergence of a beast this powerful would either mean that he was unaware, which was impossible as even she could feel magical energy from at least two kilometres away from the source, talk more of someone of old ancestor Lee's calibre, or that her old ancestor... was dead.

The lady took a deep sigh, and began limping back towards her sect, where an angry Lord Feng was fuming.

"Why in the world would she do something as foolish as that! Sending your allies away from the battle field isn't an act of benevolence, it is pure and unrestrained madness! A freaking suicide attempt!"

"Feng dear..."

Lady Feng bowed before her husband.

"Xin is a smart girl. I believe that she will come out of this unscat..."

Then her eyes widened as they fell on the limping figure that opened the huge iron gates and limped towards them.

"Xin?!!! Oh the heavens have betrayed us!"

Xin had left the sect palace with shining armor worth more than a three thousand year old spiritual cultivation herb, and she returned with scrap metal that was even digging into her own flesh.

She had left with a bright reassuring smile, telling them that she would take care of it all, and now she returned with a broken leg and was missing an arm.

"Healers!!!"

***

Shen slowly opened up his eyes in a dark alley.

The last thing he remembered was falling from the top of a hundred storey pagoda.

"Am I dead?"

No human could survive falling from the top of a fifty foot building, could they?

Not to mention that they were also unconscious and falling headlong while at it. He could breathe, at least, so that was a good sign.

"At least I survived.

Thank goodness I have plot armor...I think?"

He was the transmigrator, after all.

Shen had survived the fall, but that did not nran that the rest of him did. His arms and legs were sprawling messes of burst flesh and mangled bones. Honestly, it even made him want to puke just from looking at it.

He could not even feel the pain, which was a very bad sign, by the way, but still, he had a smile on his face as he looked at the golden scroll by his side.

"Now I can grow stronger..."

There was a huge possibility chance that this scroll was the key for him to grow powerful in this world.

To be like the great transmigrators in web novels and conquer all, gather a harem of jade beauties with large melons on their chests, smack young masters and overthrow the heavens for some self righteous reason.

"Or it could be blank..."

Shen shook his head.

"No... It better not be blank."