Dragon Tamer - Chapter 1076

Chapter 1076: Chapter 1080 Gui’an Flower Chapter 1076: Chapter 1080 Gui’an Flower Ling Song’s eyes were bloodshot.

He stumbled towards the door, desperate to chase after Show Language’s soul.

But from where the tables and chairs had been knocked over, a letter slowly fluttered down.

Ling Song happened to see it, and his frantic breath halted because of this faintly fragrant letter.

He picked up the letter, his hands trembling as he opened it.

Indeed, it was meant for him.

The first line contained only two words, his name.

Ling Song read each word, the storm inside him slowly calming down as he absorbed the heartfelt words, yet the calmness was tinged with the endless sadness of a drizzling rain.

“Why not say goodbye to him in person?” the woman asked.

“I’m scared too, scared of not being able to say it, scared of this struggle. Actually, I am already content; if I were to wish for too much, I fear everything would become even worse,” Show Language said.

“I’ve seen many who cling to this world, even if their lives were full of hardships. In the end, they would almost madly beg me for more time. You clearly care as well and want to speak to him directly, yet you still choose to leave in this manner…” the woman in the morning light said.

“Let’s go,” Show Language turned around, no longer looking at the tear-streaked face of Ling Song.

“Okay.”

The wind came, and petals and leaves took flight with the breeze, spreading their fragrance into the homes of several families nearby–people who were just waking up greeted by this heady aroma…

…

At Clearwater River Bay, in the Sand Bar’s ancient River Temple, there was a goddess holding a sprout, her statue lifelike. Those coming to worship didn’t bring incense and candles but rather cut branches and leaves from their own garden trees, and flowers from the forest were also acceptable.

There was quite a flow of people back and forth, and early in the morning, some volunteered to clean and maintain the area near the River Temple.

Show Language’s spirit was brought here, and she watched the passersby with some confusion.

“You can choose reincarnation, or you can choose to stay here. From now on, you’ll represent the River Temple Goddess, a divine being,” the woman said.

“To bless this area as the Temple Lady?”

“You are now an apprentice goddess, and once your merit is complete, you will truly become the River Temple Goddess. By then, you will have a mortal body, likely reborn into a good family among those who worship here, but the memories of this lifetime will slowly fade away,” the woman continued.

“The appointment of Temple Ladies is up to you, then what kind of deity are you… What can I offer you in thanks?” Show Language said with surprise.

She thought she would be taken to the Underworld, judged for her post-mortem beliefs, or perhaps even suffer some cruel punishments. But she never imagined that she would be endowed with a divine form, to become a local deity presiding over a River Temple…

“I’m not sure myself, perhaps just like you, suddenly one day an unexpected visitor comes knocking, telling me that the heavens have a decree for me, and I just follow it. No need to thank me, thank yourself. Your perseverance, your struggles, they all make you deserving of a good destination,” the woman said.

“How should I report to you?” Show Language realized that she had seemingly become a deity who managed affairs of the Yang Realm, even if just a very small deity of a River Temple, and naturally, the woman before her was her divine superior.

“I am there, with a painting studio… but there’s no need to come to me unless there’s something important. Deities have their duties, and we all seek our own path of divinity.”

“An art studio??” Show Language gazed upstream along the river and saw an elegant little building amidst a cluster of purple bamboo. She could faintly make out canvases that hung from the railings, still wet with colorful ink.

It turned out the divine really were close at hand.

She had seen this art studio on her walks before; it was private property, so she could only look at it over the hedge.

…

Above Wasted Moon.

Zhu Minglang, with his clothes torn and tattered, emerged from an Ancient Moon Forest. There were scars on his face, nearly disfiguring him, and there were bloodstains on his chest and abdomen–he was even close to developing scars.

Beside Zhu Minglang, the Moon Blessing White Dragon, Yama Dragon, Nuwa Dragon, Sword Spirit Dragon, Xuanlong, and Spirit Glowing Dragon–each a dragon pet whose cultivation base had reached the level of lord gods–also bore numerous injuries. The Yama Dragon lay exhausted on the ground, the Spirit Glowing Dragon sitting on his head, tired as a little spotted dog panting with its tongue out.

“This place is not fit for humans; it’s too terrifying,” Zhu Minglang grumbled.

“We nearly got wiped out,” Mr. Jinli floated out and said.

“I feel like the Old Heavenly Father is tricking me. What divine rewards, it is clearly leading me to the brink of death!” Zhu Minglang still felt shaken.

Wasted Moon opened again.

This time Zhu Minglang ventured to the Divine Treasures Land of Wasted Moon full of confidence.

He knew that his divine virtue had accumulated into a purple auspicious cloud. Based on his past experiences, he should stumble upon a great opportunity, either acquiring a large sum of wealth or a boost in cultivation base.

Whether it was Mo Shou of the Divine Monarch Level or Hong Yi, laden with evil deeds, the deaths of these two major evil gods should have traded for a considerable amount of Divine Root essence. Zhu Minglang felt it wouldn’t be too much if the Old Heavenly Father granted him a Ten Thousand Year Coagulation for free since the position of the God of Fuchen was really too risky. Without immense benefits, he would rather be an Immortal God delivering children, bringing hope to those less fortunate later in life, an easy task…

Unexpectedly, his opportunity turned out to be stepping into an Ancient Illusion Ground. This place was obviously a remnant of twisted time and space, the relic revealing the once magnificent state of Wasted Moon. Inside, some of the remnants of Holy Devils were no less than Ancient Species, seeming like ancient monsters who had been sealed for countless ages, waiting to transmigrate, transform through the filth of the earth, or possess a new body and be reborn!

Now, Zhu Minglang felt even more that there were skies beyond skies.

The God King Level was definitely not the pinnacle for the divine. Those remnants, though merely soul fragments, were no less powerful than the present God Demons. If it hadn’t been for the overwhelming numbers of my dragons, I would have been trapped there forever.

“No matter what, we got the Gui’an Flower, with it, the growth issues of the Xuanlong should be resolved!” Mr. Jinli declared.

“Alas, is this the Shell of Opportunity of the Divine Monarch? It’s too difficult. The path of cultivation is truly arduous,” Zhu Minglang sighed.

Fighting desperately, all for a Shell of Opportunity.

In simple terms, it gave him the qualification to advance. Whether he could actually advance still depended on his performance afterward!

The Gui’an Flower.

That was the entire harvest of Zhu Minglang’s journey.

Divine virtue had indeed granted Zhu Minglang an opportunity, one that might allow the Xuanlong to grow and undergo transformation, entering adulthood.

The Xuanlong was only in its growth stage now.

With every growth and transformation, a dragon’s cultivation base makes a significant leap, and its abilities burgeon.

Therefore, if the Xuanlong moved from its growth stage into adulthood, it could easily break through the level of lord gods and transform into a Divine Dragon King!