Dragon Tamer - Chapter 1478 - 1482: Purple Stone Tribe

Chapter 1478: Chapter 1482: Purple Stone Tribe

In fact, the experiences within the Dragon Gate might be longer, which is why some deities get so entangled in the conflicts of the Dragon Gate, unable to extricate themselves from the ancient past, unable to distinguish between the real world and the experiences of their Divine Travel Body Shell.

Choosing to forget the Dragon Gate is also a reasonable protection for Zhu Minglang himself.

Otherwise, it’s uncertain whether Zhu Minglang stepping out of the white cocoon is still the same pure and kind, innocent and humorous Zhu Minglang from before, or perhaps a Great Demon Head who hates evil with a passion!

Better to sleep for a while.

Sleep, and all the disturbances will pass.

…

…

The pine trees are verdant, yet they touch the endless sea of clouds.

As the morning sun rises, it is as red as jade.

A year and a half passed in a flash, Zhu Minglang awoke from his long slumber in seclusion, standing on the branches of a green pine, feeling the thin and cold air above the clouds, admiring the stunning scenery.

The Sword Spirit Dragon is beside Zhu Minglang, like a scarlet bird, always wanting to explore new things around but unwilling to stray too far from Zhu Minglang. It has drawn a mental boundary, five miles around Zhu Minglang, as its area for exploration and play.

“You don’t have to stay by my side all the time, go and wander around. Actually, like in Jun Tian, you being in the sky provided me with a great sense of security,” Zhu Minglang said to the Sword Spirit Dragon.

For some reason, Zhu Minglang felt that the Sword Spirit Dragon seemed to have awakened some consciousness after that catastrophe.

Its emotions are richer, its thoughts clearer, it communicates with Zhu Minglang, even playing with him. Like other dragons, it has its own little tempers and habits.

Zhu Minglang, on the contrary, is happy to see this change in the Sword Spirit Dragon. After all, it used to be so cautious, surrounding him without any mistakes…

But now it is more like a child who has gained Spiritual Wisdom.

Zhu Minglang also understands that this change did not come easily, and the innate nature of any being is to yearn for freedom.

Zhu Minglang encourages the Sword Spirit Dragon, giving it more space and letting it ponder over the world…

After all, there will come a day when he will leave, even if it’s at the end of life, the Sword Spirit Dragon will still have a long, long journey ahead. Zhu Minglang hopes it will encounter a little master like the Weaver Star in the future.

The Sword Spirit Dragon, given permission, finally flew far, far away.

Though it is noble as a scarlet sky sun, overlooking the world, it ultimately follows its path in its tour, much like viewing a dynamic painting without truly feeling it.

Now the Sword Spirit Dragon is somewhat free, experiencing the undulating mountains, feeling the humidity and softness of the clouds, enjoying the exhilaration of skimming over the lake causing ripples…

The scent of meadows and earth, the fragrance of mountain flowers and fruit, the comfort brought by sunlight and wind, these sensations never existent before, are gradually awakening now.

It is no longer just a cold weapon!

Nor is it a tool to be used at will.

“Zing~”

The Sword Spirit Dragon leaped over the long lake, crossed the forest, and in its “sight” appeared an expansive ridge promenade. These ridges were purple, with little vegetation, but the covering rock layers were exceptionally exquisite and magnificent, even the soil seemed washed and clean.

Along the ridge promenade, rows of exquisite wooden houses could be seen. These roofs covered with colored ridge rock pieces were equally distinct, implying that a diligent tribe resides here.

Only, the Sword Spirit Dragon did not see the imagined tranquility and peace. Upon flying to the highest point of the ridge promenade, the Sword Spirit Dragon finally saw the people residing here, and they were not enjoying a comfortable and leisurely life; instead, each carried a heavy load of purple stones on their backs…

The strong youths often carried a massive chunk of Purple Rock, while the old, women, and children carried those used for roofing tiles.

In such grandiose lines, they constantly headed towards the highest ridge, ascending and descending the mountain, hunched over, their skin cracked by the sun, their flesh marked with blood by the ropes, everyone with a similar expression—a look of numbness.

The Sword Spirit Dragon flew to the highest point, where it saw the Purple Rock Tribe people constructing a magnificent divine artifact at the peak, resembling a halberd shape, not knowing how many years of effort had gone into it, but the halberd had taken a preliminary form.

Even as a semi-finished product, the Sword Spirit Dragon could feel this Divine Halberd absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, it was as if bestowed with the Power of Faith, the entire tribe revered it as a deity, and so it became a god!

If this indeed was the belief and totem of the entire tribe, the Sword Spirit Dragon felt that they should not be like this, with even pain disappearing from their faces.

Nor should they be without hope and vision, as if such days would never see daylight!

…

The Sword Spirit Dragon observed for a while and did not rashly show itself.

It immediately flew back into the sky, where the Ancient Pine Dragon was resting above the clouds, the Sword Spirit Dragon returned next to Zhu Minglang and informed him of what it saw and heard.

Zhu Minglang was first surprised, the Sword Spirit Dragon could finally narrate an event completely, indicating its spiritual wisdom was increasing.

“Perhaps it’s another form of wild belief. This matter falls under our jurisdiction, let’s go take a look,” Zhu Minglang said.

Speaking, Zhu Minglang instructed the other Dragon Babies to train diligently without slacking, then he stepped onto the Sword Spirit Dragon, controlling the sword, and flew into the purple ridge promenade.

“By the way, this place is already in the territory of Xuan Tian, with numerous Mysterious Heaven Gods, a complex system, and divided forces, we are newcomers…” Zhu Minglang said to the Sword Spirit Dragon.

“Zing??” The Sword Spirit Dragon expressed, should we act discreetly?

Zhu Minglang shook his head and continued, “We need to act as we wish, to avoid some blind little deities from causing us trouble. For now, our approach is simple and violent, brutal enforcement!”

The Sword Spirit Dragon demonstrated with an even faster flight speed, indicating it understood the trick!

Riding the wind, controlling the sword, a magnificent scarlet light trailed a long flame tail across the pale blue sky, falling stunningly among this group of ridges.

Being numb is due to no matter what splendid hues, azure clouds, or colorful sparrows appear above their heads, it cannot draw their attention.

Th𝚒𝖘 ƈhаpṯ𝑒r ɪ𝕤 p𝖔𝐬ţ𝕖ɗ b𝘺 𝐾𝗶𝘵𝑒𝙣𝕠𝘷℮𝓁

Zhu Minglang appeared above them, but they did not react, as if all the beautiful, unfortunate, astonishing and mysterious things had nothing to do with them, they were merely solitary creatures!

Zhu Minglang observed for a moment, then waved his hand, destroying the huge Divine Halberd standing on the ridge with a sword!