Chapter 1254: Chapter 1258: Divine Listening

“Woo!!!!!!!!”

The Nine-tailed Dragon let out a long howl to the heavens. In an instant, all of its tail marks unleashed a terrifying power, causing the Tiger God Dragon’s entire skeleton to emit a horrifying sound of explosion!

All of its limbs, torso, and neck were twisted and broken!!

The Tiger God Dragon couldn’t even let out a cry of pain; it was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, being executed in humiliation and misery!

Bai Qingchen was so frightened by the scene before her that she retreated again and again.

But soon, the sensation of her soul being torn apart was transmitted to her, making her scream in pain as if her heart and lungs were being ripped apart.

The Nine-tailed Dragon retracted its tails and approached Bai Qingchen with cold indifference, those bewitching eyes staring coldly at this young spirit court’s god.

“This is a lesson for you!” Zhu Minglang said to Bai Qingchen.

Bai Qingchen was filled with fear, she didn’t dare to look into Zhu Minglang’s eyes, her whole body convulsing.

The Tiger God Dragon was her one and only Divine Dragon. Without it, she was essentially demoted back to a mortal. Moreover, the broken soul injury would need an exceedingly rare spiritual medicine to heal. The prospect of climbing back to the Divine Realm seemed extremely, extremely unlikely.

“I… I…” Bai Qingchen stammered, unable to speak. She was like a triumphant general on a plain, unexpectedly struck by a bolt from the blue, her pain so intense that she couldn’t think, her mind a blank from the shock of the trauma.

“I come to apologize on behalf of Our God for my fault. It was my fault that I offended you!” Liu Cuo stumbled forward, kneeling before Zhu Minglang and kept kowtowing.

“Offended…” Bai Qingchen repeated those two words.

Such a phrase is used between mortals and gods, and also among gods of different hierarchies.

Bai Qingchen still couldn’t believe that such a youth before her could be from a higher Heavenly Court, and a powerful god capable of wandering the lands of mortals!

She slowly raised her head, gathering the courage to look once more, but the sunlight was dazzling, and all Bai Qingchen could see was the silhouette of a young man against the harsh sunlight, his features obscured.

“Take good care of your young spirit court. Considering both the Nine-tailed Dragon and the Chongwang Dragon come from your institution, I forgive you. But if there’s even a hint of malice in the future, I won’t even allow you to remain a mortal!” Zhu Minglang glanced at Bai Qingchen with a trace of disdain and said.

“Thank you, Superior God, for your great mercy, thank you, Superior God!” Liu Cuo continued to bow down, his forehead now bleeding from hitting the ground.

From the initial arrogance when they took away the youth on the charge of abandoning a Juvenile Spirit, to the current awakening and reverence, Liu Cuo finally realized the nobility of the god he had offended.

Although he didn’t understand why such a god would wander through Li Prefecture in the guise of a young Dragon Shepherd, this was beyond the speculation of mere mortals like him!

As for Bai Qingchen, she was utterly dumbstruck.

Like Liu Cuo before, she was confused after witnessing a divine miracle.

However, amidst her confusion and cluelessness, her nature and instinct chose greed, choosing to do evil.

Zhu Minglang had every reason to execute her. Bai Qingchen, such an offender, he had killed countless at the Dragon Gate, although he couldn’t remember now…

But in consideration of the lovely little Juvenile Spirits, and acknowledging that the Li Prefecture young spirit court ultimately needed a leader to manage those dark industries, Zhu Minglang spared Bai Qingchen’s life.

“Look after those little beings. If you have any remorse, I grant that one day in the future, you may point to the sky and tell the students of the young spirit court that the sun on duty today hails from your Li Prefecture young spirit court.”

Having said this, Zhu Minglang left with the Nine-tailed Dragon and the Chongwang Dragon.

Bai Qingchen and Liu Cuo were deeply shaken after hearing these words!

The sun on duty one day in the future coming from their Li Prefecture young spirit court…

What kind of realm did one have to be in to utter such words!!

What level of being was the god they had offended???

It was only after Zhu Minglang had left that Bai Qingchen came to her senses. She hurriedly knelt in the direction where Zhu Minglang departed, kowtowing in deep regret and apology, banging her head on the ground a hundred times until her forehead bled…

What she did not know was that if she hadn’t been reserved and hesitated for more than a month before making a move on Zhu Minglang, her actions would have brought a terrifying disaster to the whole Li Prefecture!

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With the Nine-tailed God, Zhu Minglang’s journey had quickened considerably.

Jun Tian has a total of nine prefectures, and his first destination was the corner of Heavenly Dwellings City.

Jun Tian Sky Capital was on the other end of the Horizon of Juntian, and the Nine-tailed Dragon was still at the Godson Level, which meant it would take a considerable amount of time to travel to the other end of Jun Tian.

However, Zhu Minglang was not in a rush.

Considering that there must be many deities within the Horizon of Juntian that surpassed his previous knowledge, he had to travel around Jun Tian to acquaint himself with this new world, and at the same time, gradually get through his own “juvenile” period.

Once the Nine-tailed Dragon reached its adulthood, Zhu Minglang did not intend to rush its growth anymore.

The dragon’s four growth stages involve significant leaps. If possible, Zhu Minglang hoped to use the Nine-tailed Dragon’s final growth transformation to surge into the Moon God Realm.

Therefore, the long journey from being a Godson to a Divine King in terms of cultivation base had to rely on various methods of training.

Even in a place like the Field of Dragon Shepherd of Jun Tian, the process of dragon rearing still boils down to the four basics: breeding, combat, spiritual resources, and Spirit Realm.

Zhu Minglang’s Spirit Realm was now growing at a speed thousands of times faster, and it was still improving hundreds of times faster along with the “development” of his youthful body.

After the Nine-tailed Dragon advanced to Godson Level, Zhu Minglang even felt an instant significant boost in his Divine Physique.

It must be due to the regression from Reincarnation Transformation.

His body was indeed degenerating, for all he knew, he might have turned into a little baby in the white cocoon some fifteen or sixteen years ago.

In any case, as long as the divine form is present, no matter how much one’s body degenerates, it will recover in just a few short years. Moreover, with the divine form, even a mosquito that sucked one’s blood in the middle of the night could potentially transform into a dragon after its slumber.

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He shouldered his pack and embarked once more on the quest for dragons and relatives, henceforth under the vast heavens and boundless wilderness…

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Under the clear and boundless sky, the blue so pure it seemed made of jade, the silvery white snow, the continuous undulating mountain ranges completely covered, the original color of the ridges now unseen; only the snowscape, complementing the azure heavens, and the plains at the base of the distant mountains a captivating silver white!

Within such a spirit-beautiful landscape, a young man clad in a thick fur coat was striding through this silent and ethereal world.

Behind him, there was a fluffy nine-tailed young fox; it would dart about, leap, and tumble in the snow, its dark ink-colored fur extraordinarily vivacious against the endless white expanse of land.

A boy and his fox, blended into this painting-like scene, slowly walking towards the distance, yet everything seemed still.

“Save us~”

“Save us, we beg you, if you are really as people say, please come to save us~”

“I have never beseeched you for anything…”

“I only hope that, considering that I do good deeds every day, you will save my husband.”

In the silent snowy field, a litany of pleas with a sobbing tone arose in Zhu Minglang’s ears.