Free Web NovelQingluan Clan.
The night was tranquil, and the Taiyin hung high in the sky.
The girl's delicate wings, like silk spun from jade, were dyed with shimmering frost by the moonlight.
She sat on a branch of the tallest tree in the clan, her long legs gently swinging, holding the boy with a large head in her arms.
She seemed to be... lost in thought?
Ying Bing gazed at the moon, her eyes fixed, becoming more and more like a flawless jade sculpture.
Before she could collect her thoughts, the branch dipped slightly, and the person... or rather, the bird that arrived was the blue-clad girl.
After days of interaction, Ying Bing already knew her name.
Luan Qing.
Ding-a-ling—
Luan Qing's meaning was:
"It's time to depart! The Old Clan Chief sent me to inform you."
"Mm, thank you."
Ying Bing nodded.
Luan Qing, however, didn't leave. She stood there, her expression hesitant, wanting to express something but feeling shy, burying her head in her own pair of wings.
"Is there something you need help with?"
Ying Bing's clear voice seemed to carry a touch more gentleness than usual at this moment?
Luan Qing hesitated for a moment, then shook her bells with a peculiar rhythm.
It was intermittent, and if Ying Bing hadn't learned some musical theory during this time, she might not have understood.
"Could you please help me hang this on the Marriage Tree at the Hanging Temple?"
Luan Qing's face showed hope:
"I heard that if you hang your wish on the Marriage Tree, your fated person will soon appear, and then I'll be able to speak."
"Alright..."
Ying Bing reached out to take them, only to find that Luan Qing had given her two brocade pouches.
Luan Qing smiled, shaking her bells:
"You already have a fated person, but hanging the brocade pouches on the Marriage Tree can still bless you with happiness and fulfillment..."
"..."
Ying Bing was silent for a moment before opening her mouth, but before she could speak,
"Xiao Bing'er! Where are you? We're about to leave!"
Shang Qinqing's voice came.
"Coming."
Ying Bing lowered her gaze for a moment, her fair, slender fingers ultimately clutching the brocade pouches in her palm, placing them inside the boy with a large head.
The girl spread her wings and soared into the night sky.
.......
At the same time.
The fishbone boat glided over the waves, creating a splashing sound that startled the unknown beasts in the jungle, sending them scattering.
"Long time no see."
Li Mo sat in the eye socket of the fish head, gazing at the familiar giant moon. The Taiyin Divine Runes on his Dantian figure faintly glowed.
He had been staying in Blackwater Marsh, the Mingjiao Clan's territory, for days, and it was either cloudy or overcast with rain. He hadn't seen the moon in a long time.
The Taiyin was clear, cold, and serene, as always.
It was like the moonlight he had gazed at countless times before.
Mm.
Xiao Li was lost in thought, but it didn't affect his observation of the Taiyin Divine Intent at all.
The Taiyin in his Small World also hung high, seemingly forming some kind of connection with the external moon.
Automatic cleansing of the Yi Soul and observation of Divine Intention.
"Heavenly Dragon Lord?"
"Li... Brother Mo?"
A voice suddenly came from behind, startling Li Mo, who hadn't yet fully recovered.
He turned to see Murong Xiao and Wu Dameng.
"You two aren't sleeping in the middle of the night? And you walk so quietly, you scared a Ming Jiaolong to death."
Murong Xiao rubbed his reflective head:
"I thought Brother Mo could see us."
"I was cultivating just now, completely focused. Brother Murong, is this the first day you've known how serious I am when I cultivate?"
Li Mo spoke righteously, then lightly coughed and asked:
"What's wrong?"
"I'm hungry."
Murong Xiao hadn't eaten dinner again tonight.
He was a vegetarian, but the Mingjiao Clan's vegetarian dishes only consisted of water weeds for picking teeth.
"Oh, I casually picked some wild chives. We can roast them and eat them."
"Isn't that bad?"
"Mm... right, Buddhism seems to count chives as meat and fish..."
"No, Brother Li, today is my first day of celibacy, it's very crucial, I absolutely cannot fail again."
"..."
In the end, Murong Xiao still ate the roasted chives, primarily not just because they smelled so good.
It was also because Li Mo told him that since it was the first day anyway, eating chives meant tomorrow would still be the first day, and the number of days of celibacy wouldn't decrease.
It wouldn't turn from the second day back to the first day.
Even if the Buddha came, he couldn't say you gave up halfway!
Murong Xiao felt that Brother Li's words were very philosophical. He understood the Buddha so well, much more than he had wisdom roots.
"So fragrant."
"You eat. Dameng, want some? With cumin and chili?"
Wu Dameng was about to nod, but Li Mo shook his head and said:
"Let's not. It'll start raining again after you eat."
The Mingjiao Clan's rule for traveling through the Southern Pass: Do not sneeze casually.
"By the way, some passing aquatic clans just sent you gifts again."
Wu Dameng ate the chives, looking enviously at Prodigy Xiao Li.
"Cough, just pile them there."
Li Mo pointed to a corner of the fishbone boat's cabin, where many gifts sent by aquatic clans and even other races were piled up, all for marriage proposals.
Their journey so far was as grand as when he was announced on the Qianlong Ranking in Yunzhou as the Wang Qi Dou Hun...
"You're not even going to look at them? At least consider them."
"What's there to see?"
Li Mo wasn't interested.
Wu Dameng, however, was tireless: "For example, this one, it's a red crystal coral sent by the Giant Whale Clan's princess. Although she's a bit large, but..."
"How large?"
"Her true form is... a hundred ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ zhang or so?"
"How much?"
"Uh... how about you look at this Sea King Octopus Clan's..."
The powerful aquatic clans heading to the Hanging Temple were not just the Mingjiao Clan.
Some even came from the distant South Sea, naturally having heard of the Heavenly Dragon's deeds, and the Mingjiao Clan was different from some other clans.
Some clans, to ensure the purity of their Bloodline, only allowed inter-clan marriage.
Even more so, like the Qingluan Clan, their entire clan eagerly awaited their fated one.
But the Ming Jiaolong had always been quite flexible about the species of their other half.
This could be seen from Brother Murong, who was sitting there eating chives.
"Dameng, tell me honestly, did you receive benefits?"
Li Mo said angrily: "All the ones you're introducing are those with huge bodies."
"I think males should mate with powerful females. Humans call this... being a kept man? Being a kept man is so comfortable, Mo Laoda, I'm completely thinking for your sake."
Wu Dameng said it as if it were obvious.
Otherwise, why would he become an actor Ming Jiaolong...
Li Mo was silent for a moment:
"Where did you learn this routine?"
"There are often storytellers by the river in Nanguan (Southern Pass) City. I often hear a story called 'the overbearing female emperor falls in love with me,' it makes a lot of sense."
"Listen less to storytellers. Those are all science fiction, do you understand science fiction? It's as ridiculous as a Ming Jiaolong sneezing without it raining."
"Really..."
"Hmm?"
Li Mo saw Wu Dameng, who was burly after transforming and had the ferocious and fierce characteristics of the Jiaolong Clan, showing a tendency to become a 'cute' Wu Dameng.
His fist instinctively tightened, strange.
The next morning.
From a distance, a magnificent ancient temple could already be seen, far up on the mountain, seemingly emitting Holy Light amidst the clouds and mist.
Hanging Temple.
And Xiao Li, after getting off the fishbone boat, also encountered a major problem.
He hadn't even gotten off the fishbone boat yet.
From a distance, he saw a large crowd of aquatic clans, densely packed at the dock, mostly women with aquatic characteristics, exquisitely dressed, and carrying their clan's treasures.
Some weren't even there to compete for the heavenly divine jade at the Hanging Temple.
What were they there for then?
Of course, it was for the True Dragon Bloodline!
Even if it was just a trace!
Even if it might be very faint!
But as long as it existed, there was a possibility of returning to the ancestral form in the future, a possibility of the fish leaping over the Dragon Gate!
The scene was grand.
Heavenly Dragon Xiao Li leaned back strategically, taking a light breath of cold air.
"Oh no, they're here for me."
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