Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âMother, are you going to be here with me tonight?â Little Dragon lay on the big golden bed, holding the piece of Zi Shang Monkey Flower extract and not letting it go.
âYes, my darling. Be good and quickly go to bed!â Yun Jiuge helped her son put the Zi Shang Monkey Flower extract on the gold-inlaid red wood cabinet at the head of the bed, and then pulled up a soft cloud blanket to cover his little belly.
âBut I havenât gone to see Father today.â Little Dragon yawned and rubbed his eyes with his chubby claws.
âWeâll go see him again tomorrow. Go to sleep!â Yun Jiuge put her hand on her son and gently patted on his body.
Little Dragon slowly closed his eyes. His small belly rose and fell evenly as he gradually entered dreamland.
When Yun Jiuge saw him breathing evenly, she gently called out twice, âLongâer, Longâer?â
Little Dragon slept very soundly and was snoring lightly.
âWell, Longâer is asleep.â Yun Jiuge took Zi Shang out and stuffed him inside her sonâs small blanket.
Zi Shang nimbly lay next to his son and placed his claws on his chest. Then he said to Yun Jiuge through Mental Transference, âIâm ready.â
âThen letâs go to sleep together!â Yun Jiuge reset her head against her sonâs pillow, and then forced herself to fall asleep quickly.
Yun Jiuge only successfully entered her sonâs dreamland after a few minutes.
âWhy did you take so long?â Zi Shang walked out of the darkness. His beautiful face was full of displeasure.
âIâm not a dragon. How could I fall asleep so quickly?â Yun Jiuge looked up and down at Zi Shang and said ruefully, âIâd almost forgotten what your human form looked like.â
âItâs only been a year. Youâve a terrible memory. I havenât forgotten what you looked like for 2,000 years,â replied Zi Shang, who was very unhappy. Were it not for the fact that his son had not seen his human form, he would not have waited for Yun Jiuge!
âWhy so serious? Iâm just kidding. Come on, letâs go find Longâer.â Yun Jiuge stepped forward to hold Zi Shangâs hand and entered their sonâs dreamland from the darkness.
Little Dragonâs dreamland had turned into the Golden Dragon Hall. A gold table inlaid with gemstones was filled with all kinds of delicious food.
There were Three Treasures with Dried Scallops, Big Prawns Sautéed with Egg White, Flaky Pastry Buddha Hands, Lotus Seed Porridge, Stir-fry Beef with Spicy and Numbing Sauce and so on. These were the menu for that evening.
A boy, around 12 years of age, was seated at the table.
His features were defined, and he had a handsome face. He had a pair of strange-looking black colored horns with spiral patterns on his head. Both his eyes were as dark as a bottomless sea. The brocade garment he was wearing was embroidered with extremely complex dark lines.
Within the major clans of the advanced plane of existence, the dark lines on clothing all had a history. But Yun Jiuge had never seen those dark patterns before.
âLittle black horn, the Big Prawns Sautéed with Egg White is super yummy. Here, have a taste.â Little Dragon took a piece of big prawn and handed it to the Imperial Highness.
The Imperial Highness did not eat, but alertly looked in Yun Jiugeâs direction and asked loudly, âWhoâs there?â
Little Dragon followed his gaze and looked over as well. He shouted in surprise, âOh, Father, Mother, why are you here?â
âArenât you always talking about wanting to go see your father? So, I brought him here.â Yun Jiuge patted Zi Shangâs hand and said to her son, âThis must be the first time youâre seeing your father in his human form!â
âNo, Iâd seen Fatherâs human form while I was still in your tummy.â Little Dragon happily ran to his fatherâs side and directly reached out for a hug. He said, âFather, youâve finally woken up. This is fantastic.â
âMy darling, Iâve really missed you so much.â Zi Shang embraced his son in his arms and kissed his little face.
Little Dragon hugged his fatherâs neck and giggled.
âLongâer, why donât you introduce your new friend to us?â Yun Jiuge gave the smile of a warm and caring mother as she looked at the mysterious boy sitting at the table.
âAh, I almost forgot.â Little Dragon struggled out of his fatherâs arms and landed on the ground. Then he took both their hands and walked toward the table to say, âThis is my good friend, little black horn.â
âUncle, Auntie, how do you do? Iâm the Ancient Black Demonic Clanâs Imperial Highness, Osamu Agut. Nice to finally meet you.â The Imperial Highness stood up and greeted them politely.
âYouâre the Imperial Highness of the Ancient Black Demonic Clan?â Yun Jiuge thought she was hearing things.
âThatâs right.â Osamu nodded slightly.
âThen do you know Ao Ge?â Yun Jiuge asked.
âAo Ge was our Ancient Black Demonic Clanâs Portal Key. I heard that he was killed by you some time ago.â Osamu looked calm. No special expression could be seen on his face.
âSo, are you here to avenge him?â Zi Shang moved his feet in silence and kept his wife and son behind him.
âUncle and Auntie, you donât have to be nervous. Demonic clans pay particular attention to the survival of the strongest. Ao Geâs skills were inferior, so it was his fate to be killed,â Osamu said with a reasonable look.
âI see.â Yun Jiuge smiled but she was not very convinced.
âWhat the hell are you talking about?â Little Dragon blinked and looked puzzled.
âNothing,â Osamu answered first.
âWhy donât we sit down and chat while we eat?â said Zi Shang, who felt that the Imperial Highness of this Ancient Black Demonic Clan held no malice toward his son.
If he really wanted to harm Little Dragon, he would not have saved him before.
âLittle black horn, this one is also unbelievably delicious. Have a bite.â Little Dragon took a cup of walnut milk ice cream and gave it to Osamu.
âBaby, you canât eat dessert before having your dinner.â Yun Jiuge stopped her sonâs small hands. She would not give in even if it were in a dream.
âAlright, weâll have dessert later. Eat this fried chicken steak. Folk delicacies are super delicious.â Little Dragon went to his little buddy to recommend a delicious dish.
âItâs crispy and crunchy. Really delicious.â Osamu obliged and ate it all up.
âOsamu, since youâre not here to avenge Ao Ge, then why did you come here?â Zi Shang half-jokingly asked. âDonât tell me Ancient Black Demonic Clan still hasnât given up and wants to take our Canglan Continentâs Source Power?â
âUncle and Auntie, you donât have to worry. My father and mother wanted Canglan Continentâs Source Power purely to lift the curse in me. Since the little golden dragon is already my friend, Iâll dispel their idea.â Osamu sipped a mouthful of Spiritual Orange Juice and put the crystal cup back on the table.
He ate very gracefully and with decorum. He was many times better than Little Dragon who ate boorishly. It could be seen that he was a very well-taught child, which was really rare in the demonic clans.
âCan you tell Auntie what kind of curse you have?â Yun Jiuge asked with concern.
Similarly, as a parent, she knew that the childâs words could not be discounted.
Only by finding a way to remove the curse on Osamu, would it be possible to dispel his parentsâ idea.
âIâm afflicted by a curse from the Ancient White Demonic Clan, which has always been at odds with us.
After learning that I was born with a dark demonic body, the Ancient White Demonic Clan feared that our power would overtake them. So, they struck me with a curse to cause me to lose my legs and never get close to light.
Although my father and mother destroyed the Ancient White Demonic Clan and killed their High Priest, they were unable to find a way to lift the curse,â Osamu steadily gave a brief account of the matter.
His expression was very calm, as if he was not the victim of such a tragedy.
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