Chapter 309 - 308: I Have Some Family Wealth in the Four Seas

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Chapter 309: Chapter 308: I Have Some Family Wealth in the Four Seas He reached out and took out a Ginsengfruit, shaking it lightly in front of him. Yuan Feng’s eyes immediately followed the movement of the fruit. "What’s this, little guy? Have you finally come to propose marriage? My Xuanxuan is so beautiful—without three hundred... no, three thousand fruits like the one in your hand, don’t even think about it!" Nezha silently thought to himself, "Well... it’s not impossible. But I wonder if Zhen Yuanzi has three thousand Ginsengfruits in his stash that I can use as a bride price. If not, maybe I could use my own Grass Returning Pills instead?" "Senior, this junior has come concerning the Dragon Clan." Upon hearing "Dragon Clan," Yuan Feng finally appeared a bit more serious. "Dragon Clan? What have those slippery loaches done this time? Tell me, and I’ll help you sort them out!" Handling the Dragon Clan—I’m Yuan Feng, the most professional in the Primordial world! No debate! "Senior, are you familiar with the Mirage Dragon?" The term "Mirage Dragon" seemed too ancient for Yuan Feng, who mulled over it for a while before responding. "Mirage Dragon, huh? Terrible texture, no flavor at all, not even a little tasty." Nezha: ... "Sure, that’s... specific, but I’m not asking about it as food." "Senior, my question isn’t about that. How did the Mirage Dragon even come to be? That old Ancestor Dragon claimed it was you who collected blood from the Three Clans to create this monster to deal with the Dragon Clan." At the mention of the old nemesis’s name, Yuan Feng immediately blew his top. "Bullcrap! That old loach of a *** is always spewing **************. That ************, ***! The Mirage Dragon clearly came from the manifestation of his own nightmares! ************! And he claims it’s a weapon I made to deal with the Dragon Clan? Me, afraid of the Dragon Clan? Me, afraid of him? That foolish piece of ***************!" Kong Xuan, Nezha: ... Yuan Feng seemed entirely unfazed by the presence of juniors, unleashing a massive tirade before storming off to the volcano’s base, ready to confront the Ancestor Dragon directly. Despite Yuan Feng’s rant being filled with gibberish, there was still some information to be gleaned. The Ancestor Dragon’s accusations were detailed, laying out Yuan Feng’s supposed motives and methods with startling precision. The key takeaway was that it sounded "logical and well-supported." Yuan Feng’s counter, however, boiled down to "I reckon." From a rational perspective, most would likely believe the Dragon Clan. But Nezha’s own analysis led him to suspect that all Three Clans bore some responsibility for the Mirage Dragon’s existence. The Qilin Clan seemed peaceful nowadays—but that was mostly because there were so few active Pure Blood Qilins left in the Primordial era. Most of them had become rare beasts, neither populous enough to rival the Dragon Clan nor powerful enough to compete with the Phoenix Clan, leaving them no choice but to keep a low profile. As for how to deal with the Mirage Dragon, it seemed sealing would be the only viable solution. None of the Three Clans had a good answer for handling it, and Nezha figured he’d be at a loss as well. Later, Nezha traded some Ginsengfruits and other peculiar fruits for a shimmering, multicolored Mirage Pearl, which was said to be capable of pinpointing the Mirage Dragon’s location. Yuan Feng might not be reliable in general, but when it came to dealing with the Dragon Clan, she was strikingly dependable. Next step: finding teammates. This incident originated in the East Sea, so the forces there surely had to contribute. The largest powers in the East Sea were the Dragon Clan and the Jie Sect—one rich, the other numerous. With the addition of the volunteer Kong Xuan, they seemed to have enough manpower. The two set off from the South, arriving at the East Sea, which was already blanketed in a dense, white fog. After briefly interacting with it, Kong Xuan closed her eyes for a while before saying, "This fog contains mixed traces of Sleep, Illusion, Dream, False Dao, and other principles. Anyone below the True Immortal level who touches it even slightly will fall into a dreamlike sleep, eventually dying in their slumber." Nezha listened, then attempted to analyze a small sample himself, soon discovering that the Dao Marks within the fog aligned surprisingly well with his own False Dao. Nezha even had a sense that this Mirage Dragon might represent an immense opportunity for him. "Could this be a gift from my dear Grandpa Daoist Ancestor?" Though Nezha couldn’t fully comprehend the fog’s composition, he felt an uncanny familiarity with it. The solution seemed deceptively simple: counter deceit with deceit. This fog entranced people, luring them into sleep. The best remedy would be a similar enchanting force. And who excelled the most in such power? The Buddhist Sect. The Buddhist Sect preached tales of the so-called "other shore," the notion of reincarnation—not outright false, but largely illusory. If you could truly sort out everybody’s next life and guarantee universal happiness, then sure, everyone might as well stop striving and just convert to Buddhism! Nezha circled around in thought, only to end up back at the Buddhist Sect. Running quests—this was perfectly normal. However, before heading there, he first intended to stop by the Dragon Palace. With his connections, Nezha could directly summon Buddhist disciples to assist, but he always believed in getting paid for work. This principle was non-negotiable. Of course, he wouldn’t pay from his own pocket. The East Sea was always reputed to be quite wealthy, wasn’t it? You fund me, I find the people, and I earn a bit of commission on the side—perfectly reasonable, right? Arriving at the Dragon Palace, Nezha found nothing had changed, even after all his previous exploits looting the place. The palace remained as majestic and opulent as ever. As a race from ancient times, the sheer amount of wealth accumulated by the Dragon Clan was beyond the imagination of Nezha, a newcomer. Inside the Dragon Palace, all Four Sea Dragon Kings were present. Upon seeing Nezha, they acted as if greeting their own father. "Emperor, any progress with the matter?" Nezha nodded slightly. "Thanks to the help of the Peacock Great Bright King Bodhisattva, we’ve made some progress." The four elder Dragon Kings glanced at Kong Xuan, their dragon blood practically sounding internal alarms. Had Nezha not been standing there, they would have fled long ago. Standing behind Nezha, Kong Xuan said nothing, but her elegant phoenix eyes scanned the Four Sea Dragon Kings with the sharp gaze of a bird of prey. Cold sweat immediately poured down their foreheads. "How did these two ancestors manage to team up?!" "Old neighbors, I’m not trying to rip you off—but the fog over the sea likely requires bringing Buddhist disciples here to clear it. Surely you wouldn’t expect them to work for free, right?" At the mention of "old neighbors," the elder Dragon Kings were momentarily stunned. "Are we neighbors now?" Well, from the perspective of Chentang Pass, it seemed they were. But hearing the latter part, they instantly grasped Nezha’s intent. Spending money to avoid calamity certainly made sense—after all, regardless of how numerous the Dragon Clan was, they couldn’t afford to die like this. "Rest assured, Emperor, rest assured. We of the Four Seas are quite fortunate in our resources." Nezha grinned and patted an elder Dragon King’s shoulder. "Ah, wealth—I only enjoy working for the rich dragons." "Oh dear, I knew you were generous neighbors! By the way, Bodhisattva and I have been running back and forth endlessly—we haven’t even had a proper meal. I wonder if..." The elder Dragon King didn’t wait for Nezha to finish before interrupting—having grown accustomed to Nezha staging feasts and raiding palaces whenever given a chance. "Emperor, you’ve worked so hard! How could we, the Dragon Clan, let you exert yourself so without proper hospitality? Prepare a feast! Prepare a feast!" "Oh, my dear neighbor, you’re so considerate!" And with that, the feasting began. Free meals always tasted sweeter. In his past life, Nezha hadn’t been fond of seafood—considering it both expensive and lacking in meat. But now things were different. Had he ever eaten a crab half a meter in diameter before? Meanwhile, Kong Xuan had a plate of snowy shrimp meat as thick as an adult’s arm, savoring it with delight. All the while, she kept her eyes on the Four Sea Dragon Kings, thoroughly ruining their appetite. Nezha could understand it—it must’ve been the fog weighing heavily on their minds! There was absolutely no way it was because they feared ending up as part of Kong Xuan’s menu! Nezha was thoroughly enjoying himself. Leaving the East Sea without feasting at the Dragon Palace always felt like a waste. Kong Xuan was equally delighted. As long as she could torment the Dragon Clan, she’d happily partake.

Chapter 309 - 308: I Have Some Family Wealth in the Four Seas

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