Free Web NovelChapter 422: Chapter 405: The Real Princess
Wang Meng took the sky-spanning Grand Array of Lightning head-on.
It took several seconds for Wang Meng to recover from the paralysis. He rubbed his numb arm, then his right hand shot out, casting a web of electricity that enveloped the Five-Clawed White Dragon.
The White Dragon was provoked, enraged. ’This tiny creature actually dares to use Lightning against me!’
Its Dragon Power erupted instantly, and a surging torrent of Lightning power exploded from its body. But then, something miraculous happened. All of that power was instantly absorbed by the web of electricity Wang Meng had cast, continuously replenishing it.
The Life Wheel was like a bottomless pit, devouring pure energy. Moreover, after that tingling sensation from before, Wang Meng’s resistance to Lightning had noticeably increased.
Sparks of electricity danced in his left hand. ’So, this is the power of Lightning.’
The White Dragon was clearly stronger than Wang Meng, yet it was utterly trapped. With the exception of Golden Dragons, other Giant Dragons were not skilled in physical attacks. To the noble Dragon Race, melee combat was a disgrace. The White Dragon’s formidable Dragon Power was being completely siphoned away by Wang Meng.
Even for someone cultivating a devouring-type Magic, a Cultivator at the Minor Perfection stage wouldn’t be able to absorb energy that fast. But Wang Meng wasn’t relying on a Cultivation Technique. He was relying on the Life Wheel’s own thirst for power.
Wang Meng was only using the Life Wheel’s miraculous abilities on instinct. Imitating Zheng Dasheng’s Spirit Rhinoceros Finger and devouring the Lightning power before him—it was all instinctual.
The prerequisite for replication was understanding. As Wang Meng saw it now, any power—be it Magic or from a Life Artifact—could be deconstructed. The true power of his Life Wheel was its ability to replicate anything it deconstructed.
As for whether the Holy Statue could do the same, Wang Meng wasn’t sure. But he believed that as long as he was strong enough, nothing could stand in his way.
As for devouring, he could currently only absorb pure energy. Impure power could easily give him "indigestion." And without a doubt, the power wielded by the Dragon Race—beings who could commune with heaven and earth—was exceptionally pure.
With one absorbing and the other releasing, Wang Meng and the White Dragon fell into a stalemate. Wang Meng could feel his Life Wheel slowing its rotation; it seemed to be getting "full." The White Dragon, however, showed no signs of fatigue despite being suppressed.
He had to admit, the power of a dragon was no exaggeration.
Suddenly, Wang Meng retracted his power. The White Dragon’s Lightning soared into the sky, forming an electrical cloud that erupted with an earth-shattering, spectacular explosion.
The White Dragon coiled into the air, glaring fiercely at Wang Meng. He simply stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching it.
’It’s not that I wanted to let go,’ Master Wang thought, ’but if I kept absorbing that power, I’d probably explode. I can’t see Tu Mu, but surely the Old Dragon Emperor doesn’t actually want me dead.’
The White Dragon was furious. It had never suffered such a loss before. It had clearly been at a disadvantage in the stalemate, yet its opponent had suddenly backed off. A dragon’s pride would not allow it to attack again.
Powerful electricity crackled and roared around the White Dragon, but Wang Meng’s expression remained unchanged. Man and dragon faced off for a moment. Then, with a roar, the White Dragon shot toward the heavens, its five claws flailing as it unleashed all its remaining power into the sky.
The White Dragon was thoroughly frustrated.
Wang Meng breathed a sigh of relief as the White Dragon departed. ’I’m pretty good at thinking on my feet,’ Master Wang mused. He had taken advantage of the dragon’s pride to prevent it from attacking. ’Besides, this isn’t a fight to the death. The White Dragon must have just been testing me.’
Linglong averted her gaze, looking slightly surprised.
Master Wang landed on the Dragon Cliff. He couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement as he gazed at the towering palace. It was the most magnificent structure he had ever seen. As he got closer, he couldn’t resist giving it a knock.
’Holy hell...’
’A palace made of Secret Gold... Just how much of it is there?’
Wang Meng stared at the glittering palace, utterly dumbfounded. He knew the Dragon Race had a penchant for shiny things, but this was...
Secret Gold and Mithril were crucial materials for forging Magical Artifacts. At Fire Cloud Cave, it would often take several years to produce a single piece, and even that would be immediately claimed by the Ancestral Masters to craft high-grade Magical Artifacts.
’Comparing a man to a dragon is just infuriating.’
After a moment of wistful sighs, Wang Meng entered the Dragon Hall, his mind already working on how to persuade this Dragon Princess.
The main hall was massive. Pillars of coiled dragons carved from Secret Gold, each over thirty meters tall, supported the ceiling. There were dozens of them. The Giant Dragons on the pillars were so lifelike they actually radiated Elemental Power. On closer inspection, the eyes of the carved Giant Dragons... they seemed to be Spirit Stones.
Master Wang was truly flabbergasted. Spirit Stones! These were the very soul essence of Spirit Stones, and it was said that it took ten thousand cubic units of them to form a single one. Looking at all these lifelike Giant Dragon statues... just how many "eyeballs" did that add up to?
If the Dragon Princess hadn’t been standing right there, Wang Meng seriously would have pulled out a small knife to pry a few off.
Linglong observed the human before her. ’Just as I thought,’ she reflected, ’he’s filled with all of humanity’s worst traits: greed, baseness, vulgarity. What was the Dragon Emperor, my father, thinking, sending me into the mortal world with him?’
"I’d advise you not to get any ideas," Linglong said coolly. She suspected that if no one else were here, he would probably try to steal the pillars themselves.
Wang Meng smiled, making no effort to hide his thoughts. "You truly live up to your reputation as the wealthiest of the Dragon Race. If word of this got out, I’m afraid every Sect from every Small Thousand Realm would swarm this place and pick it clean."
"Hmph. You think lowly humans are a match for the Dragon Race!"
Wang Meng gave a slight smile. "One-on-one, the Dragon Race is stronger, I’ll give you that. But you must know how many Human Cultivators there are. We could bury you with our numbers alone."
Linglong hadn’t expected him to be so shameless, but she knew he was right. There were simply far too many Human Cultivators.
"Let’s discuss the terms," Linglong said.
Wang Meng paused, slightly taken aback. "That would be best. I thought..."
"You thought I was some unreasonable Dragon Princess who just throws tantrums? We of the Dragon Race are not so childish. I may not agree with my father’s decision, but I respect him."
Linglong said calmly, gently tucking a strand of her long, golden hair back.
She was indescribably beautiful. From a distance, her beauty was almost ethereal, but up close, it was a noble and bewitching allure. Yang Ying had a delicate grace, Ma Tian’Er a gentle and subtle charm, Yanm Yuyue a lonely mystique, and Ling Fei a majestic beauty. But Linglong was different. She exuded an innate nobility, a sense of being high above the rest, as if her very existence demanded reverence.
He had to admit, this was exactly the type of person Master Wang found most difficult to handle.
"Haha, Old Tu did me a great service, so I’m committed to helping him. Go on, what are your terms?" ’This is much better,’ he thought. ’Dealing with a spoiled, willful princess would have been a real headache. Since we’re both reasonable, we can just lay our cards on the table.’
"My demand is simple. The Dragon Emperor has ordered me to follow you, but we are not to interfere in each other’s affairs!"
Wang Meng nodded. "That’s fine by me. But I have to make one thing clear: when you enter the world of Human Cultivators, you must abide by its rules. You can’t go around destroying things as you please, or you’ll make my life difficult."
Linglong smiled faintly. "I understand. I won’t bother anyone who doesn’t bother me."
Linglong’s voice oozed confidence, and Wang Meng didn’t bother to argue. The girl before him might look gentle, but he didn’t even dare to speculate about her true strength. Even with his Life Wheel, he knew better than to provoke her.
’Of course,’ Wang Meng believed, ’with the Life Wheel, I’ll definitely surpass everyone, as long as I have enough time.’
And right now, he needed to make great strides forward.
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