Dragon Tamer
Chapter 1236 - Chapter 1236: Chapter 1240: Still a Young Man

Chapter 1236: Chapter 1240: Still a Young Man

“What are you saying?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“White Sun is undergoing the punishment of reincarnation. It must start its reincarnation from the weakest creatures in the world, the plankton, moths, flies, white sparrows… Only by personally experiencing the insignificance of being a creature, dying over and over in humiliation, will it reflect on the sins of scorching the living beings as the sun in the sky,” the old lady said.

The old lady’s words drastically changed Zhu Minglang’s expression.

He glanced at the place where he was “born”, where the white silk threads had melted like snow, forming a forest lake of snow water.

“You also know, every creature in the world might have the potential to transform into a dragon, and our Juntian is the Field of Dragon Shepherd. Even the smallest creatures have a chance to turn the tables, so who knows, some dragon in this world might be the once youthful and errant White Sun… and some cowherd boy or Dragon Shepherd might be the Mang Emperor, who also suffers the pain of reincarnation,” the old lady said.

Zhu Minglang subconsciously put some dried fruit into his mouth and chewed, but this time, for some reason, he couldn’t taste the sourness.

“Granny, granny, will the Mang Emperor and White Sun meet again?” the girl’s eyes were full of hopeful little stars.

“Who knows? The world is so vast, everyone drifts apart, how many reincarnations would it take for them to meet? Even if they meet, it’s just a very ordinary story, no one will remember, it won’t be celebrated by the people, and they won’t know each other’s past lives…” the old lady said.

“I will be leaving in a few days, to find my lost dragon,” Zhu Minglang told the old lady.

“Every creature in the world might have the potential to transform into a dragon, and each dragon will be the blazing sun of the sky–it’s a common saying here in Juntian. Every child in Juntian wants to become a Dragon Shepherd, to become the Mang Emperor, to control the Sun Dragon, but most children can’t even take care of sheep properly,” the old lady said.

“Even the Mang Emperor loses dragons, let alone the children,” Zhu Minglang said with a smile.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, then she also laughed.

…

After mooching a stay for nearly half a month, Zhu Minglang felt his body had become very robust.

As a Dragon Shepherd without a dragon, the journey is incredibly arduous and long. Zhu Minglang looked forward to some exceptionally great means of travel in this vast civilization called Juntian, but people here are too focused on nurturing this and that, and do not develop civilian life!

Carrying a thick backpack, Zhu Minglang walked out of the Fang Clan village under the snow mountain.

“Take care, Zhu… Zhu Minglang!” The old lady waved to Zhu Minglang at the edge of the village.

“Okay, thank you for your care, Granny,” Zhu Minglang also waved goodbye, but the scene felt strangely familiar.

…

The scenes of the battle with Hua Chou felt like they occurred just yesterday, but as he descended Snow Conch Mountain, Zhu Minglang felt it was not only his mind and soul that were cleansed.

Stepping forward with the strides of a lifetime’s worth of experiences, Zhu Minglang tried to use his spiritual sense to locate his Dragon Babies.

Perhaps the Dragon Babies were too far from him, out of the range of divine sense.

Zhu Minglang could only explore this unfamiliar world while embarking on the quest to find his dragons.

“Young man, where are you going, can I give you a lift?” A sparrow dragon flew along the woodland path, stirring a large swath of leafy ripples.

A couple rode the sparrow dragon. The lady, who was speaking, wore a feather-robed dress and long hair updone, exuding a very friendly aura.

Her husband, however, did not speak, showed neither joy nor anger, and didn’t object to his wife’s enthusiastic behavior of picking up passengers.

Zhu Minglang touched his own nose.

Had he really become younger?

Everyone calls themselves a young lad…

Zhu Minglang also looked into the mirror, his appearance now quite resembles the time when he first left the Yaoshan Sword Sect at about fifteen or sixteen, vibrant and youthful, with a green yet compelling handsomeness, probably the age that makes this lady most likely to let down her guard, not to mention others being enthusiastic, it’s mainly his uniqueness.

“I just want to travel to the Heavenly Capital,” Zhu Minglang said.

Jun Tian has three great Heavenly Capitals, which are the pilgrimage destinations, and Zhu Minglang intended to go to Jiaoxiu Sky City.

“With your pace, you might not reach there even if you turned seventy or eighty,” the husband spoke.

“People just travel, setting a general direction,” the Feather Robe Lady said.

“Yes.”

“Come up, I’ll help you, don’t be afraid.”

…

Having mounted the dragon, Zhu Minglang found that this couple were both Dragon Shepherds, and he indeed had a belly full of questions to ask.

“Sister, what is your dragon’s cultivation base?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Monarch Level.”

“You aren’t a god, are you?” Zhu Minglang said.

“Silly lad, did you just come out of the snowy mountains, only listening to stories about gods, not knowing the worldly affairs?” the lady laughed.

“Indeed, I just came down from the mountain, my clan only told me those distant, grand stories.”

“Though the Plow Divine Province is vast, there are less than a hundred True Gods, and those of the Godly Realm aren’t seen everywhere. Your journey is very long. Most of the people you will meet from now on are ordinary cultivators like us. Deities and gods wouldn’t kindly give mortals a lift,” the lady said.

“Children from the mountains all have one problem, they aim too high and think too much of themselves, always feeling they are the sun in the sky…” the man said discontentedly.

“Having ambition is good, but you must also remain grounded,” the lady said.

“I don’t quite understand, for instance, everyone always mentions the sun, why always compare dragons to the sun?” Minglang continued to ask.

“Didn’t the elders at home teach you even the basic knowledge when you ventured out?”

Zhu Minglang shook his head.

“You must have heard of Star Shine God, Moon Radiance God, Sun Corona God, at least?”

Zhu Minglang continued shaking his head.

“Alright, then let me start from the beginning. Most of us cultivators start from Sub-level, and similarly for dragons, with the lowest being Dragon Son and the highest being Dragon King… This Contrary Phoenix Dragon of mine, is at Monarch Level,” the lady patiently explained.

“I know this,” Zhu Minglang responded.

“Breaking into the Dragon King Realm signifies ascending to become a Dragon God, a boundary that most Dragon Shepherds can never cross in their lifetime. But once ascended, one becomes a deity, and their dragon is known as God Dragon Son, Divine Dragon General, Divine Dragon Lord…” the lady said.

“Of course, this deity, is a Star Shine God, which is like the stars we see in the night sky, each star represents a Star God.”

“At night, you can still see the moon, and during the day you can see the sun, right?”

“After becoming a Starlight God King, breaking through the next realm leads one to become a Moon Radiance God, or Moon God. Similarly, your dragon can be termed as Moon Dragon Godson, Moon Dragon General, Moon Dragon Lord in terms of cultivation levels.”

“When you cultivate your dragon to become a Moon Divine King, breaking through this boundary that most deities cannot cross in their lifetime, you then become a Sun Corona God, also known as a Sun God. As a Sun God Dragon Shepherd, you would be what we in Jun Tian often refer to as the Shepherd of the Sun, and their Sun Dragon God is the same rotational sun that illuminates our vast world!”