Dragon Tamer - Chapter 1283: 1287: Duty Calls

Chapter 1283: Chapter 1287: Duty Calls

“Whoosh whoosh~~~”

As a mature Sun Dragon, the Sword Spirit Dragon was still like a little baby in front of Zhu Minglang, reluctant and unhappy. It was so hard to finally reunite, yet they had to part again.

“It’s alright, it’s alright. I’ve been asleep for so long, many enemies have gotten ahead of us. It’s not difficult to catch up with them. Soon, very soon, I will find you all again.” Zhu Minglang naturally didn’t want to part either, but since he chose such a turbulent fate, he should stay calm and rational. When it’s time to keep a low profile and develop, one cannot afford to be reckless!

The Sword Spirit Dragon was obedient, after all.

It also knew that its master was still in the early stages of transformative dormancy, with many Immortal Gods coveting him. Being too dazzling was not a good thing for him.

After sending off the Sword Spirit Dragon, Zhu Minglang also felt reluctant to part.

But it won’t be too long. His growth speed was already fast, not to mention that he would soon be able to bring the other dragons back one after another. Bringing the Sword Spirit Dragon home would not be a difficult task.

“First, I need to check which Immortal Clan has branded the Sword Spirit Dragon with this Flare.”

“Then see which Dragon Baby is properly serving on the rotational duty of the sun and moon…”

“I need to move around more, see more, stay hidden, and first sort out those old enemies of mine so I don’t get abruptly attacked.”

“Little Jiuwei, Little Chongwang, and Little Glutton also need to be nurtured quickly. I’ll be relying on them to help me through this early stage of dormancy transformation.”

There was still so much to do. Zhu Minglang first cleared up his thoughts, and then he knew how to proceed on the road ahead.

“Let’s hit the road. Who is in charge of carrying me today?” Zhu Minglang asked seriously, looking at the three Dragon Babies in front of him.

Little Jiuwei stared with big eyes, knowing that only after the Sword Spirit Dragon left did it seem to dare to take a deep breath.

It must be said that Little Jiuwei Dragon was scared.

Previously, when Zhu Minglang said that the sun in the sky was their Dragon Brother, Little Jiuwei didn’t believe it at all and even argued with Zhu Minglang for quite a while.

But this time, after the appearance of the Sword Spirit Dragon, who chopped the Bright Moon God and his celestial army with one sword and then nestled up to Zhu Minglang like a big baby, Little Jiuwei finally realized that every single word their little master said was true!

“Woohoo!! Woohoo!!!!”

The Sword Spirit Dragon flew away, and it was then that the Little Gluttonous Dragon began to roar and challenge in the direction the Sword Spirit Dragon departed!

Sword Spirit Dragon, come back and fight three hundred rounds with this true self, I am the Gluttonous Lunar Eclipse Dragon!!!!

Zhu Minglang admired Little Glutton as well.

When the Sword Spirit Dragon was around, it kept quiet, its head drooping like a little quail. But as soon as the Sword Spirit Dragon left, it became extremely arrogant.

Most likely, the Sword Spirit Dragon didn’t recognize the Gluttonous Lunar Eclipse Dragon…

After all, at that time the Gluttonous Lunar Eclipse Dragon was also a ruler of the Dragon Gate. Now it has become a Young Dragon baby like this, and the Sword Spirit Dragon’s own thinking was simple; it certainly wouldn’t ponder this possibility.

The Little Chongwang Dragon, on the other hand, didn’t show much reaction.

It didn’t really like sunshine.

So it went off to play by itself.

“Stop howling. Today you will carry me, and in a year’s time, I’ll allow you to spar with the Sword Spirit Dragon,” said Zhu Minglang.

“Woohoo!!” The Gluttonous Lunar Eclipse Dragon was completely unwilling.

Isn’t there any humanity left?!

Riding a Young Dragon??? Their bodies haven’t even fully grown!

“You’ll grow and transform quickly; it won’t take many months,” Zhu Minglang told the Little Gluttonous Dragon.

“Snort~” The Little Gluttonous Dragon snorted, showing complete disbelief.

This dragon has Gluttonous bloodline, do you understand? Descended from the Ancestrial Dragon!

The growth speed of the Ancestrial Dragon is very slow; it requires an incredibly long period of time and the consumption of top-tier Immortal Roots and Divine Pistils… Don’t feed me trash.

“You don’t believe it? Haven’t you seen my Xuanlong before?” Zhu Minglang said to the Little Gluttonous Dragon.

“Woo-ao~~”

“Xuanlong hasn’t been with me for many years either, and it has reached adulthood, hasn’t it?”

“Woo-hou??”

“Truly!”

“Woo-hou!” The Gluttonous Lunar Eclipse Dragon roared excitedly.

Get on my back, and I’ll show you what it means to soar through the clouds and ride the mists!!

The Little Jiuwei Dragon jumped onto Zhu Minglang’s right shoulder.

The Little Chongwang Dragon crawled onto Zhu Minglang’s back.

Zhu Minglang leaped onto the shoulder of the Little Gluttonous Dragon…

Set off!

…

Sailing through the clouds, beholding rivers and mountains.

Under the radiance of the Red Sun for a season, the entire Jun Tian Land is abundant with Spiritual Energy, replete with yang energy.

The Green Kirin’s radiance is slightly different, leaning towards yin and softness, which is the fortunate glow for those yin-born Spiritual Objects; valley fruits softened, Prime Spirits in the streams, Immortal Roots on mountains, bats in the caves, snow spirit plums…

Under the light of the Green Kirin, they grow rapidly.

Therefore, during the season when the Red Sun and Green Kirin alternate, Spirit Gatherers are the most active. Understanding the moon’s cycles can make this season a profitable one for them.

Along his journey, Zhu Minglang also encountered many mountain-dwelling Spirit Gatherers. Some are affiliated with Immortal Sects, some are common folk, and others purely rely on the mountain for living, not seeking cultivation but just to provide for their families.

Th𝙞𝙨 ₡h𝕒p𝕥𝕖r 𝘪𝗌 p𝙤𝑠ţ𝘦𝒹 bƴ 𝒌𝖎𝐭ꬲ𝗇0𝓋є𝘭

Zhu Minglang also met old immortals in the mountains, observed women picking mushrooms, and saw Spirit Gatherers with intent and organization searching for Spiritual Roots in the Spiritual Mountains.

When passing through some towns and Divine Cities, Zhu Minglang would take a rest to learn about local customs, systems and beliefs of that Divine Land. The Horizon of Jun Tian gave Zhu Minglang an overall good impression: the human world is prosperous and peaceful, gods each perform their duties, Immortal Sects protect the people, and the sun and moon bless all beings…

This also proves that the North Dipper God State was twisted, barbaric, and deformed, like a world that was not fully civilized, because of the lack of sound systems. There were gods, but they were disordered, there were people, but they were without protection.

Of course, even though Jun Tian, as a whole, seemed more orderly, more prosperous, and more civilized, that doesn’t mean there aren’t dark corners. The experiences of Cao Juan and Lu Kuan have already made it clear that many gods are still acting recklessly…

Ever since chopping the Bright Moon God Bin Chou, Zhu Minglang found another dense cluster of Purple Qi above his head.

Purple Qi Fortune!

This indicated that he was still inheriting the God of Fuchen’s position, and still enjoying the blessings from the heavens.

This was different from his previous status as a probationary deity.

Now he had acquired a divine sense.

That is, he could hear some special “voices”. When certain people convey messages to the heavens, their words would reach his ears…

To some extent, he had become an avatar of the heavens, with the mission of God of Sky Inspection seemingly expanded!

“Thank you, Old Heavenly Father, for blessing this Lingzhi. It can save my child’s life. Thank you, thank you!”

“Today, I choose to hang myself here as a protest against you, the deceitful Old Heavenly Father, for your injustice!!!”

“I swear to the heavens, if I have a shred of deceit towards you, may I be struck by your thunder and blasted by your lightning!”

Some voices, sometimes faint and sometimes clear, occasionally drifted into Zhu Minglang’s ears.

Sometimes Zhu Minglang listened intently; other times, he treated them like a breeze brushing past his ears.

But, he couldn’t stand scoundrels.

With a snap of his fingers, Zhu Minglang, from several mountains away, summoned a thunderbolt that shattered the pines around the oath-swearing man, saving an innocent girl, while keeping his contributions hidden from fame.