Dragon Tamer
Chapter 955 - Chapter 955 Chapter 959 Goddess

Chapter 955: Chapter 959 Goddess Chapter 955: Chapter 959 Goddess …

Zhu Minglang had a long sleep but still felt tired as if his fatigue had not been alleviated at all.

It was probably because the recent days of running around, fighting, and plotting had drained him of his energy. Fortunately, the Dragon Tail Mountain was filled with the aura of immortals, reminiscent of the time he had recuperated in the Seven-colored Divine Soil.

Zhu Minglang carefully reviewed the recent events.

For some reason, he always felt that there was some arrangement behind it all.

Everything seemed to coincide “by chance.”

Or had he been fish bait for Xie Cang from the very beginning?

Once he pursued a faster way of cultivation, it meant he had to take great risks and could easily get involved in major incidents from which it was difficult to extricate himself.

Or was it that the Xuange God had set him up?

Zhu Minglang couldn’t make a judgment at that time since there were still many things unclear.

Firstly, why did Lu Wu choose Shan Meng? He couldn’t just be captivated by Shan Meng’s charismatic personality.

Secondly, did the Xuange God intentionally lead him down a path towards death?

Since he had already learned of her enmity with the God of Fuchen, she might also have learned of this celestial secret. On the surface, everyone appeared to be on the same side, but in the dark, they were probing and investigating each other.

Zhu Minglang changed into a clean set of clothes and checked the condition of the various Dragon Babies in the Spirit Realm.

“Bai Qi?” Zhu Minglang saw the Moon Blessing White Dragon in deep sleep and gently called out.

Bai Qi had also expended a lot of energy to break through the meteorite zone, and the void storm had caused significant damage to its body, with many tears on its surface.

Without Bai Qi, Zhu Minglang couldn’t have left the meteorite zone at all.

Zhu Minglang sighed lightly, seeing it in deep sleep, he did not wake it up.

The condition of the Yama Dragon was also very bad. Its Dragon Wing and Dragon Horn were broken, Dragon Scales shattered, and its injuries were even worse than those of Bai Qi. If it weren’t for its Giant Dragon Martial Body Bloodline, the Yama Dragon would actually be on the verge of death.

Fortunately, the Yama Dragon’s self-healing ability was also strong. After having a full meal, its Dragon Horn was slowly growing back. However, there were no signs of growth in the Wings of Death Scythe, which was a concern for Zhu Minglang.

The other dragons were also injured to varying extents and couldn’t assist Zhu Minglang in battle for a while.

Alas, although he had ascended to become a God Principal, it was a close call to almost being annihilated.

Zhu Minglang still felt somewhat guilty.

“Could it be that Lu Wu is actually the head of the Evil Sword Sect?” Zhu Minglang suddenly thought of this possibility!

“When I go back, I must investigate which demon the Evil Sword Sect worships. If it really is Shan Meng, it all makes sense. Therefore, Lu Wu might have been secretly watching, and Linghu Ling and I became her pawns, helping her collect all the fragments of Silver Dawn.”

Zhu Minglang rubbed his temples.

He inadvertently served someone else’s interests!

Indeed, the path of the celestial gods is fraught with peril. Everyone hides their true capabilities well, and whenever there’s an opportunity for advancement, anything is possible.

Having realized this, Zhu Minglang pondered how to deal with Lu Wu.

In front of the deities, Lu Wu remained a divine leader because of her high cultivation base. Even the newly ascended Star God Xuange had to respect her thrice as much. Thus, even if he managed to leave Dragon Tail Mountain alive and expose her malignance in public, Lu Wu could still slander him.

Even more, if he were Lu Wu, as soon as Shan Meng arrived, she could shift all blame onto him, claiming he was controlled by the Evil Sword and had joined the Evil Sword Sect. Most importantly, his attack on the God Manor would play into their plans, and God Manor wouldn’t care about the truth…

“It’s tough, indeed. I wanted to keep a low profile and grow, but I unwittingly stepped onto the crest of a wave and got schemed against!” Zhu Minglang lamented to the heavens.

“My god, why so melancholic?” Qin Xiang walked over gracefully, her shoulders bare and her bosom prominent. Although a thin shawl obscured slightly, it was still enticing.

“Ahem.” Zhu Minglang coughed awkwardly.

Were all his worshipers dressed like this?

That would be too fortunate.

For some reason, Zhu Minglang always felt that this Miss Qin Xiang was flirting with him. In recent days, she had been changing into different and increasingly revealing outfits. Worship is one thing, but there’s no need for such personal devotion. I, Zhu Minglang, am a decent man, and I don’t play these games.

“Where is the Black Phoenix lady?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“The Goddess is quite busy. You should rest for a few more days; your injuries have not yet healed,” Qin Xiang said.

“Oh yes, tell me about those people on the cliff bridge before. They don’t seem to be my worshipers. Why did they occupy the top of the cliff?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“They are just a bunch of interlopers. After the previous generation of Fuchen fell, some devious deities from the Upper Realm sneaked in here, hoping to cultivate through the blessings of this place. The Goddess knew that if we didn’t concede part of the Cliff Beyond the Sky to them in exchange for the peace of Dragon Tail Mountain, our Dragon Tail Mountain could become a stomping ground for these rogue deities. Thus, we all retreated to this small picturesque peak, waiting for your return,” Qin Xiang explained.

“Oh, what kind of people are they?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Disciples of Hao Tian from Heavenly Dwellings. They are actually just outer disciples who, behind the back of the Immortal Heavenly Square, engage in shady activities. Now that our Dragon Tail Mountain is declined, we can only endure and keep quiet,” Qin Xiang said.

“Hao Tian Heavenly Dwellings?” Zhu Minglang had never heard of it and couldn’t help but frown.

Could it be yet another higher world?

“The Nine Heavenly Dwellings, don’t you know?” Qin Xiang said.

Zhu Minglang shook his head.

“Oh, right, you’re still undergoing trials in the Lower Realm,” Qin Xiang said.

“…” Zhu Minglang noted Qin Xiang’s tone, wondering why North Dipper God State still appeared to her as the Lower Realm??

Is the God of Fuchen really that impressive?

If he was truly so powerful and special, why had Zhu Minglang ended up like this? During critical moments, the Divine Soul of God of Fuchen didn’t manifest to help him defeat Shan Meng and Lu Wu, merely guiding him to flee for his life? What was the point!

“Our God still has a long way to go, but Qin Xiang has a small suggestion. Since your cultivation base isn’t high now, you could dual cultivate with me here for some days. It will not only help you recover your vitality but also greatly enhance your cultivation base,” Qin Xiang said.

“?????” Zhu Minglang finally understood Qin Xiang’s intentions!

She was indeed coveting his body!

“That’s inappropriate, Miss Qin Xiang. Your god has a family, he can’t just casually dual cultivate with a lady,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Qin Xiang knows, but if you don’t let Qin Xiang serve you, how can Qin Xiang show her devotion and loyalty?” Qin Xiang retorted.

Zhu Minglang’s expression turned weird.

Indeed, the dream he had in White Marsh wasn’t a daydream!

Something was very wrong with the service at Dragon Tail Mountain, extremely wrong!

“Is service at Dragon Tail Mountain what you just described?” Zhu Minglang cautiously asked.

“Yes, why else would we all be women?”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Minglang immediately burst into tears.

Heavens, I, Zhu Minglang, am not that kind of person you think I am!

“Our God, you need this right now–it will be greatly beneficial to you. The trials in the Lower Realm are extremely perilous, and many young deities like you have fallen during their trials. Some even couldn’t find their way to Dragon Tail Mountain. Since you have come here, and I have welcomed you, it is arranged by the heavens. Don’t tell me you despise Qin Xiang? If so, Qin Xiang will have no choice but to leap into the river below and end her life. Qin Xiang has been waiting for this her entire life, living for this purpose. If Our God looks down on Qin Xiang, Qin Xiang has no purpose to live,” Qin Xiang said, her voice trembling with tears.

Zhu Minglang suddenly felt a tremendous headache.

Firstly, every generation of God of Fuchen needs to undergo trials in the Lower Realm, and many of them even die young…

From this information, Zhu Minglang realized that Miss Qin Xiang was ridiculously old!

Secondly, what does it mean to live for this cause?

Insisting on dual cultivation or threatening suicide, what kind of moral extortion is this? Although his first time was also against his will, the experience was unforgettable. Zhu Minglang only wanted to dual cultivate with his wife, not engage in strange acts with this age-unknown devotee.

Zhu Minglang was confused for a moment, unsure of how to handle the grave responsibility bestowed by the heavens without any hints.

Just as Zhu Minglang felt perplexed, footsteps approached from outside, treading on the small stone path. The footsteps were light, orderly, slow, and graceful, bringing a sense of peace and calm, even a bit of familiarity and closeness.

Qin Xiang also heard the footsteps and quickly straightened her clothes.

But she was too slow.

The person outside pushed the door and entered.

Adorned in black attire with a Phoenix cloud robe, the thin silk gently draped over her smooth, ample skin, imparting a sense of nobility and grace, yet hinting at an alluring, stunning beauty.

She also wore a veil, her slightly visible face enhancing her mysterious allure, her clear, lively eyes displaying a hint of coldness, especially when they fell on Qin Xiang, exuding an icy, intimidating aura.

“Goddess…Goddess,” Qin Xiang quickly bowed in respect, maintaining the difficult posture, not daring to stand up or look up.

Zhu Minglang was sure that this was the woman he had dreamt about multiple times.

She must be his primary deity of service.

“Get out,” the Black Phoenix woman said coldly.

“Yes!” Qin Xiang hurried away, her face turning pale with fright.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head again.

Why did he feel like a palace maid trying to seduce the emperor, only to be caught by the empress in a melodramatic scene?

However, experiencing it himself felt quite different.

Feeling fought over wasn’t bad.

“You shouldn’t have come to the Divine Mansion so early, I haven’t finished cleaning yet,” the Black Phoenix woman said.