You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts

After the Golden Dragon landed, he hadn't even regained his footing before his eyes widened in shock: "Holy crap, Ye Qingzhou, why are you here?"

Ye Qingzhou glanced at the dark golden Dragon Marrow in the Golden Dragon's hands and nodded in greeting, "Same as you, doing some part-time work."

"Are you also an ancestor's descendant?"

The Golden Dragon frowned, suddenly feeling a frustration as if someone had robbed him of the elders' affection.

"I used to only know about hybrid rice, but who knew humans and snakes could hybridize too. Is your ancestry perhaps surnamed Xu?"

After the quip, Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "Though I did rely on some connections, I'm not part of the Little Dragon People."

The Golden Dragon first heaved a sigh of relief, then his expression turned furious: "What Little Dragon People? Where am I little? I'm tremendously big, okay!"

While saying this, the Golden Dragon caught a glimpse of the White Flood Dragon from the corner of his eye, feeling a sense of familiarity yet unable to recognize him. Confused, he shouted towards the sky, "Ancestor? Ancestor, are you there? If you are, give me a sign?"

"Kid, don't be blind, I'm your ancestor."

Fengqi's eyes shone as he looked at the Dragon Marrow in the Golden Dragon's hands, eager beyond measure: "Quickly offer the treasure, and your ancestor will credit you for your service."

"You are the ancestor?"

"Authentic and genuine."

The Golden Dragon waved his hand, and in the sky, the Dragon Spirit of Kang Jinlong appeared again, exuding a mysterious and awe-inspiring presence and aura.

"It's really the ancestor!"

The Golden Dragon was a bit dazed, unsure of the current situation, but obediently offered the Dragon Marrow to the White Flood Dragon: "Ancestor, the task you entrusted is completed."

"Good! When I ascend, transform into a dragon, inherit the Star Monarch's position, I shall appoint you as a Dragon Child. Then, in this Lingyun Grotto Heaven, you shall be beneath one dragon, above ten thousand spirits, enjoying eternal celestial fortune, isn't that grand?"

"Thank you, ancestor, for your cultivation!"

The Golden Dragon was overjoyed, especially turning to look at Ye Qingzhou.

That flaunting little gaze seemed to say: 'See, I'm the most favored descendant of the ancestor, get in line behind me.'

Ye Qingzhou had no time to compete for favor with the Golden Dragon; his attention was entirely on the White Flood Dragon at this moment.

"Hahaha, after waiting for two centuries of time, today, my merits are finally complete!"

Fengqi swallowed the Dragon Marrow in one gulp, and then reached up to seize the Dragon Spirit.

The Dragon Spirit transformed into a pure golden flow of Primordial Qi, entering through the seven apertures atop the White Flood Dragon's head, merging with the Dragon Marrow, Dragon Pearl, Dragon Heart, and Dragon Eye, as the Five Qi Chaoyuan.

The vast and boundless power was thus continually drawn from the heavens and earth, infused into the White Flood Dragon's body, absorbed and transformed by his five Dragon Essences.

"Hahaha, from today on, I can shed the Jiao body, transform into a dragon, enjoy immortality, coexisting with the heavens and earth, shining with the sun and moon!"

Fengqi's rampant laughter overshadowed the thunder's roar, filling the world.

The Golden Dragon also waved flags and shouted on the side, his expression flattery to the extreme: "Ancestor becomes immortal, with boundless mana, eternal celestial fortune, life as long as the heavens!"

"Hahaha, you kid know how to speak, that's music to this ancestor's ears!"

Fengqi laughed aloud, success was imminent, and at this moment, he was in high spirits.

Encouraged, the Golden Dragon redoubled his efforts, showering praises tirelessly: "Ancestor becomes immortal, with boundless mana, unstoppable in attack, invincible in battle!"

Seeing Ye Qingzhou standing by unmoved, the Golden Dragon couldn't help but give him some advice: "Ye Qingzhou, behaving like this will make it hard to get along in society. You've got to say things the boss likes to hear, that's how you make progress, understand?"

"I understand the logic, but is there a need to flatter someone who's about to die?"

"About to die?"

The Golden Dragon was taken aback: "Heavens, Ye Qingzhou, are you nuts? The ancestor's life is as long as the heavens, how could he be about to die? Don't talk nonsense!"

But before he could finish speaking, a sudden change occurred.

"Ah!!!"

Fengqi clutched his head, falling from the sky, the golden light on his body flickered inconsistently, an ancient and archaic apparition slowly rose from his Spiritual Platform.

"No! Impossible! Why are you still alive, you old thing?"

"Fengqi, you've done well."

An old yet kind and gentle voice appeared in everyone's minds.

However, at this moment, the White Flood Dragon felt only fear and despair: "Ancestor, spare me! Qi knows he was wrong! I beseech the ancestor's great compassion, spare my life!"

"Alas, foolish child, since it has come to this, why not die a heroic death?"

"No! I am the Star Monarch! I have ascended and transformed into a dragon! I don't want to die!"

Fengqi's wails and cries gradually fell silent, and his spirit and will also perished.

In his perfect, life-to-the-extreme True Dragon Body, what replaced it was an ancient will.

Kang Jinlong opened his golden vertical pupils, stretched his powerful arms, and took a deep breath, the life force filling the heavens and earth mirrored his young and vibrant body.

Ye Qingzhou clapped and congratulated: "Withered wood meets spring, reincarnation, brilliant, brilliant."

Meanwhile, the Golden Dragon was completely dumbfounded, he had watched the White Flood Dragon rise so high, host guests, full of ambition, and yet in just a few seconds, the building collapsed?

What the heck happened?

Didn't the White Flood Dragon say the ancestor was dead?

How did it suddenly become the White Flood Dragon dead and the ancestor alive?

My brain is a total mess!

Who killed whom in the end!

And Ye Qingzhou doesn't seem surprised at all?

Could it be he already knew the inside story in advance?