Dragon Tamer - Chapter 1008

Chapter 1008: Chapter 1012: Poor Brothers Chapter 1008: Chapter 1012: Poor Brothers “Tap tap tap tap~~~~~~~~”
Inside the Earth Pavilion, suddenly there was a multitude of sounds, as if hundreds of wooden stakes had lost their vitality, falling to the ground like dominoes.

At the same time, the entire Earth Pavilion began to wobble, and along with this vast underground world, it seemed as if the Underground Kingdom completely lost its supports the moment Mo Shou died, and thus began to collapse on a large scale!

“We need to get out of here fast!” Zhu Minglang said.

“Yeah, this place is likely to sink,” He Haohan said.

“What about the people from the Artifact God Sect?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“They’ve taken some injuries, but their lives are not in great danger,” He Haohan replied.

“That’s good…”
As they left the Earth Pavilion, the underground world continued to roar tumultuously, as if the waters of the ocean far from this island were pouring into this subterranean void. Before long, those vast cavernous voids were filled by the sea.

As Zhu Minglang and others were leaving the Earth Pavilion, the people of the Mo Family also escaped one after another. They looked flustered and disheveled, and without Mo Shou, their godly figure, these people were just weak mechanics without any power.

The giant Mechanical Beasts were submerged in the rushing waters that poured in, and the difficulty of once again bringing to light the powerful mechanics within the Earth Pavilion was now immense. As for the mechanical Sky Pavilion on the surface, without Mo Shou’s continual modifications, it wouldn’t take long to become a recreational pavilion for the public once all the dangerous mechanics were dismantled. Yet, the craftsmanship of the Sky Pavilion was still quite exceptional.

The people of Heavenly Pavilion City came to their senses amidst the earth-shaking tumult, unaware that their deity, Mo Shou, had passed away.

“You from the Artifact God Sect should take over here. If those of the Mo Family can devote themselves to the welfare of the public, their mechanical arts can still be very useful, at least in improving the living standards of the populace,” Zhu Minglang said to Bei Yaoying of the Artifact God Sect.

Bei Yaoying didn’t decline, for Heavenly Pavilion City is a Divine City. Setting other things aside, the unique mechanisms of the Divine Light Ballista were highly effective at repelling Dark Creatures, ensuring that they dared not approach this Divine City. The residents living within the city, as long as they didn’t associate with Mo Shou, were all normal good citizens.

Moreover, due to Mo Shou, the entire Heavenly Pavilion City revered craftsmanship, artisan skills, foundry work, and construction. Compared to those deities that knew only fighting and killing all the time, the legacy Mo Shou left behind was genuinely beneficial to the community.

“Sigh, Mo Shou once had a period when he returned to his conscience. During that time, Heavenly Pavilion City was exceedingly prosperous, and people revered him greatly. It’s unknown why he gradually became twisted. After building this mechanical Sky Pavilion that took pleasure in killing, everything changed,” Bei Yaoying sighed deeply.

“You from the Artifact God Sect aren’t bad either; at least you won’t lose yourselves,” Zhu Minglang said.

Although he had only been in contact with the Artifact God Sect for a short time, their integrity had left a deep impression on Zhu Minglang.

They came here not for wealth, but simply because they couldn’t accept Mo Shou cruelly harming others. Then, like ancient warriors, they challenged Mo Shou, knowing well that they were outmatched, yet they did not back down.

The faith of people lies in their gods, but how could the gods themselves not have convictions they must adhere to?

When a deity’s convictions begin to waver, then both the god and the races they rule over are bound to head towards destruction eventually.

…

After slaying the Evil God Mo Shou, Zhu Minglang also took a deep breath of relief.

Of course, the most important thing was that Xuanlong was safe and sound, and it was only now that Zhu Minglang’s heart surged with joy!

Xuanlong had been secured!

From now on, he would have another dragon with explosive combat power, and since Xuanlong’s lineage was the highest among all dragons, as long as he could solve its problem of extremely slow growth, Xuanlong would make him invincible!

“Brother Zhu, our Artifact God Sect is not ungrateful. I heard from your sister Cai You that you like to collect various peerless famous swords. Our sect happens to have one made from Moon Silver and Mysterious Fire Ore. I’ve explained the situation to our Sect Master, and he’s willing to personally come and gift you this Divine Sword!” Bei Yaoying said.

Obtaining Heavenly Pavilion City was a huge leap for the development of the Artifact God Sect. They knew this was not the time to be stingy and needed to offer the best treasures of the Artifact God Sect to Zhu Minglang as a gesture of thanks for giving them the Sky Pavilion, and also to foster good relations with him.

Such a Loose Immortal who could even slay Mo Shou was surely no ordinary person. The Seven God Territories had already bordered each other, and many prominent new gods were emerging throughout the lands. The radiance of these deities even surpassed the original True Gods of the Seven God Territories. Bei Yaoying believed that Zhu Minglang could absolutely become one of the most illustrious deities in the North Dipper God State.

“Ah, I would be respectfully obedient, thank you, Brother Bei!” Zhu Minglang nodded his head.

“Brother Zhu, I originally wanted to stay in Heavenly Pavilion City for a few more days, but having conquered my Heart Demon, I must return to the Divine Sword Sect to take up the position of Sect Master. It’s my greatest honor to have met you in this life,” He Haohan came over with his sunny smile restored.

“Heart Demon?” Zhu Minglang was startled.

“It’s embarrassing to say, I was born into the Mo Family, but had quite poor talent in the art of machinery. Instead, I developed an almost insane obsession with the way of the sword. However, as my cultivation base and realm grew higher, the burdens of my past became a weight I couldn’t shake off. Gradually, my past turned into my Heart Demon, preventing any further improvement of my sword techniques…” He Haohan said.

“On the path to becoming a god, it is not about having a mind free of thoughts but facing one’s past and inner turmoil directly. You have chosen not to flee, which suggests your achievements will be boundless in the future,” Zhu Minglang said.

He Haohan was very strong; both the Wooden Stake Man’s mother and father were at a God principal level, and Zhu Minglang was surprised that He Haohan could bring them down.

Moreover, He Haohan had reached such strength while plagued by a Heart Demon. With his Heart Demon resolved, the sky was the limit. Both his cultivation base and realm would surely make great strides forward.

“North Dipper God State remains troubled and unstable. We all share common goals and ideals, and we will surely meet again in the future. For now, I must bid you all farewell,” He Haohan said.

“Until we meet again.”

“Until we meet again.”

“Uh, Brother Zhu, our Divine Sword Sect also has peerless god-knives. Do you want one?” Suddenly, He Haohan turned his head back and asked with a smile.

“I’ll pass on the knife. If you’re feeling generous, send me some high-quality Liuli. Raising dragons really burns through money, and now we’ve added another member to the family,” Zhu Minglang said, reaching out to stroke Xuanlong’s mane.

“I’m embarrassed to say, our Divine Sword Sect doesn’t own many cities and doesn’t really collect taxes. Next time, if I come across any divine artifacts that Brother Zhu’s dragon pets need, I’ll set them aside for you!” He Haohan said awkwardly.

It seems we’re all broke brothers.

Then never mind.