Dragon Tamer

Chapter 546: Chapter 548 Do You Want to Eat Candied Hawthorn?
 

The soldiers and mountain folks of Eternal City were rewarded well and no longer had to panic over the half-dragon vipers and scorpions, naturally shedding tears of gratitude for Zhu Minglang.

They all praised Zhu Minglang and the Female Monarch as a match made in heaven, and even the officials of Eternal City started a cleanup, strictly forbidding any further spread of those hefty little notebooks about the night the little refugee and the Valkyrie had no choice but to speak of!

Zhu Minglang was also puzzled.

How long is this story going to be told, exactly?

And why do I still occasionally see people on the streets who are clearly well-dressed and affluent but insist on wearing a beggar’s coat?

Is the Valkyrie a cabbage, something you pick up squatting on the roadside, is that it!!

Have you been drinking poison porridge!!

…

After leaving the city where dreams begin, Zhu Minglang returned to the Ancestral Dragon City-State.

The customs in Ancestral Dragon City-State were still down-to-earth, and everyone lived in the “love at first sight, mutual affection” version of the story.

Zhu Minglang was secretly glad that this era didn’t have overly powerful paper communication; otherwise, who knows in what direction the people of Eternal City would have twisted Ancestral Dragon City-State’s narrative with their filthy rumors!

Li Yunzi was away from her other residence these days, so Zhu Minglang naturally lost interest in going back and forth, his mind firmly on how to improve the strength of his dragon pets.

One day, as Zhu Minglang and Fang Niannian were tallying the expenditures for dragon food, a familiar girl floated by, her complexion fair, her figure delicate, her youthful appearance tinged with a touch of soft allure, yet her eyes were too deep.

It was Zhi Rou, the Yin Spirit Necromancer girl, who, like Frost, was now usually following close to Li Yunzi and Li Xinghua.

“You’re here, Young Master, that’s wonderful,” the Yin Spirit Necromancer girl smiled.

The Yin Spirit Necromancer girl then ran outside, helping a lady dressed in a light green silk robe who covered her long hair and half her face with a cloud yarn soft hat as she walked in.

The lady took off her hat, her hair gently spilling down, revealing her face, instantly brightening the room. She gave Zhu Minglang a demure, restrained smile, saying, “I wanted to take a walk outside, and happened to pass by, so I had Zhi Rou come ask.”

Zhu Minglang tried to discern with his naked eye which lady she was, but ultimately, he failed.

But no matter who they were, they were all so exquisitely elegant, just looking at them brought pleasure to the heart.

“Then Zhi Rou, you play here with Niannian,” suggested Zhu Minglang.

“Alright.”

Once out the door, the face had to be mostly covered, and Li Xinghua must have chosen to wear a simpler dress on purpose.

Zhu Minglang took her hand and walked down the increasingly prosperous main street of Ancestral Dragon City-State, and when he saw the candied haw sticks, he instinctively wanted to buy one. But considering the Prophet had taught his sister-in-law hard, he dismissed the idea.

“Are you seeking a Heavenly Earthly Species, Young Master?” Li Xinghua spoke up.

“Exactly,” Zhu Minglang nodded.

“Unfortunately, the Heavenly Earthly Species happens to be born in Absolute Ridge Chengbang, at the highest peaks, where the Winged Thunder God Seed exists,” Li Xinghua asserted.

Thunder and lightning Heavenly Earthly Species, huh?

It didn’t quite align with the attributes of the Azure Phoenix Azure Dragon.

But a Heavenly Earthly Species itself is an external aid, equivalent to the thunderous divine punishment of a heavenly tribulation. If the attributes match, it would only provide some advantage in resistance. If the dragon itself has grown strong enough, having different attributes wouldn’t matter.

With Platinum Cultivation Fruits and Ten Thousand Years Silver Fir Holy Dew, combined with the strengthening and condensing of Dragon Feathers, Zhu Minglang believed the Azure Phoenix Azure Dragon could already challenge the Dragon Disaster; moreover, it was reaching its final growth stage, the Complete Period of the Azure Dragon, which Little Qingzhuo had to surpass!

“Have you calculated the risks of this journey?” Zhu Minglang inquired.

“Extremely perilous. Absolute Ridge Chengbang is not a secluded mountain city; it’s likely they are a higher-legacy power,” Li Xinghua saw many signs, each painful and upsetting.

Her outing to clear her mind was also for this reason.

North Utmost Ridge, best not to go.

But the Imperial Dynasty had already issued the order, and Li Yunzi could not possibly defy it.

“North Utmost Ridge can rely on the influence of the World Dragon Gate to surpass the strong contenders of the continent by a wide margin, which shows they must have mastered some information about the World Dragon Gate that we don’t know,” Zhu Minglang said.

Before the Dragon Gate opens, everything about it is a mystery to all creatures on the continent.

They couldn’t remain so ignorant and blindly face the World Dragon Gate that would one day open.

Zhu Minglang believed that the perils within the World Dragon Gate must be a hundred, even a thousand times greater than those of North Utmost Ridge!

“Perhaps my mind is not yet strong enough to deduce a positive outcome…” Li Xinghua sighed softly.

“Are they all unfavorable outcomes?” Zhu Minglang asked somewhat surprised.

“Like a deadlock in a game of chess,” Li Xinghua’s eyelids drooped.

Just being in the prophetic dream world and seeing those scenes, Li Xinghua couldn’t stop the sadness; it was like thorns slowly growing inside her body. Thinking that all these things would happen in the not too distant future, she was even more reluctant to confront them.

Yet the World Dragon Gate loomed overhead, affecting the fate of the entire Li Chuan and the whole Supreme Court Courtyard Continent. All beings had no choice but to confront it.

“The game of chess is, after all, less varied than fate. Although I cannot guarantee that everyone who goes on this expedition will return unharmed, at least the people you care about, the people I care about, will all be safe and sound,” Zhu Minglang said, his hand resting on Li Xinghua’s soft shoulder, whispering words of comfort.

“My destiny deductions can show deviations when dealing with King-Level Cultivators. As time draws nearer and more omens emerge, there might be a chance for survival,” Li Xinghua nodded.

Those at the King Level Realm are ascending beings, their fates already diverging bit by bit from the Heavenly Dao. Unless Li Xinghua reaches a higher level of cultivation, she could deduce the fates of the majority of the King Level Realm experts setting out on the expedition and find opportunities to change the outcome from their fates.

Time was of the essence, and she was not one to sit idly by.

In the coming days, she would continue to observe the stars and make deductions, trying to achieve a breakthrough.

The scenes that made it hard to breathe would only emerge in dreams, they would never truly appear before her eyes!

Walking leisurely on the streets filled with the smell of fireworks, Li Xinghua took the initiative to hold Zhu Minglang’s large hand. She slightly raised her gaze, looking at the side profile of Zhu Minglang.

The man before her was truly sunny and handsome.

Yet this scene still felt eerily familiar.

Even the next street corner, where he would buy her a bouquet of Black Jade Orchid flowers, was already foreseen by Li Xinghua.

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The streets and alleys of Ancestral Dragon City-State were bustling with the hubbub of the crowded city, exuding a sense of antiquity, yet filled with vitality and vigor.

“Want to eat candied hawthorn sticks?” Zhu Minglang suddenly turned his head to ask his gentle and graceful little prophet sister-in-law behind him.

“Ah?” Li Xinghua glanced at the flower-selling elder.

At that moment, the flower-selling elder was passing in front of Zhu Minglang, and Li Xinghua even spotted the most delicate Black Jade Orchid flower.

But Zhu Minglang’s eyes were fixed only on the candied hawthorn sticks.

After much hesitation, Zhu Minglang still decided to buy candied hawthorn sticks for Li Xinghua; half of their future happiness depended on her after all.

“Okay… okay,” Li Xinghua blankly dawdled for a moment, then nodded her head like a pecking chicken.

Holding the bunch of candied hawthorn sticks, Li Xinghua took a small bite, immediately feeling the sweetness of the brown sugar dominating her taste buds, and just before the sweetness became cloying, the sour softness of the hawthorn came rushing in…

Quite unexpected. She had thought the candied hawthorn sticks would be completely sweet.

And besides, why was it candied hawthorn sticks?

Was this a deviation of fate for someone in the King Level Realm, or was it just that this young master preferred to do things in an unconventional way?