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“Ancient Dragon Palace, they must have their unique ‘secret recipes’ for taming and cultivating ancient dragons,” Zhu Minglang stood at the entrance of the Ancient Dragon Palace in Xiangshan City and reported his identity to the gatekeeper.

Upon hearing that it was a son of the Zhu Gate, the gatekeeper dared not neglect his duties and hurriedly went to have Lu Ming’er come out to meet him.

Zhu Minglang did not enter but waited at the pavilion beside the gate. Soon a young woman with pale skin and a slender figure walked out, her eyes timidly looking towards the gate.

“Lu Mingler, I am Zhu Minglang, Zhu Tong’s brother,” Zhu Minglang said.

Hearing the name Zhu Tong, Lu Ming’er’s eyes darted with a flicker of panic. She hemmed and hawed, unsure of how to respond to Zhu Minglang.

“It’s like this, I was flipping through some of Zhu Tong’s notes yesterday, and he mentioned you in them. He said you have encountered some trouble and hoped he could help you as much as he could, but his notes were very vague. I thought, as his brother, I should fulfill these unfinished matters for him, so I

specifically came here, wanting to resolve this. But Miss Lu Mingler, can you tell me what trouble you’ve encountered?” Zhu Minglang asked.

Upon hearing this, the panic in Lu Mingl er’s expression gradually subsided a bit.

“Mr. Zhu, when your Zhu Gate allied with our family, I heard about you, and Zhu Tong also spoke of you often to me,” Lu Ming’er quietly said.

“Oh, that’s good, just don’t consider me a bad guy,” Zhu Minglang chuckled.

Zhu Minglang talked with Lu Ming’er for a while about his relationship with Zhu Tong, enabling Lu Ming’er to temporarily lower her guard.

After understanding the situation, Lu Ming’er told Zhu Minglang that the one who persistently harassed her was a member of the Royal Young Gang, Zhao Xi.

No wonder Madame Zhao appeared together with Hao Yong and Hao Shaocong, the father and son duo, hoping to use her Royal Family status to soothe the matter.

It turns out that the whole affair began with Zhao Xi, the brat, committing acts of bullying against a maiden!

Madame Zhao, a member of the Royal Family, was originally married into a minor family door. After her husband died, her son took her surname.

The Zhao Clan, even being part of the Royal Family, meant that Zhao Xi, originally just a minor family door’s disciple, began to commit wrongdoings relying on his mother’s royal status.

No doubt Zhao Xi, upon initially learning that Zhu Tong was a disciple of the Zhu Gate, did not dare take any action. But later, after discovering the distinction between the outer and inner courts of the Zhu Gate and understanding Zhu Tong’s status as an adopted son, he entrusted Hao Shaocong to directly attempt the murder during the competition! These roguish scions might not possess much real ability, but they are quite aware of whom they can trample on and who they’d best not provoke!

However, the domestic servant deemed insignificant in their eyes was indistinguishable from a blood cousin to Zhu Minglang.

Zhao Xi, Hao Shaocong.

These two little beasts, Zhu Minglang would make sure they paid for their blood debt with blood!

Zhu Minglang returned to the Water Droplet Lake Imperial City, and the Divine Green Holy Dragon stretched its iron-leaf wings, a body of green brilliance flying over the skies of the Droplet Lake.

Alighting at his small courtyard and building, Zhu Minglang found a koi, shimmering in the sunlight, casually swimming around in his yard.

Despite the absence of a single drop of water, it seemed as if it was in a clear mountain stream, so content and at ease.

“Zhu Minglang!” Mr. Jinli called out, his voice somewhat high-pitched.

“Mr. Jinli, have you figured out how to help Bai Qi get through his degeneration period faster?” Zhu Minglang inquired.

“No, it’s you who should answer for this. How could you just leave little Mr. Jinli there without a word? Weren’t we supposed to conquer the world together!” Mr. Jinli exclaimed, raising his voice.

“I haven’t really gone far either, have I?”

“Divine Green Holy Dragon??” At this moment, Mr. Jinli’s gaze fell upon Little Qingzhuo and he quickly swam over to the Divine Green Holy Dragon’s side.

Circling around the Divine Green Holy Dragon a few times, Mr. Jinli’s fish eyes kept rolling.

“How on earth did you raise this dragon? A perfectly fine Holy Dragon without a hint of the powerful aura it’s supposed to have,” Mr. Jinli demanded.

“It was severely injured when it was a fledgling,” Zhu Minglang explained right away.

“Oh, a Disabled Dragon. You really aren’t particular when it comes to choosing dragons. But it’s good that this little fellow has a solid foundation, and since it’s been fed with ten-year Yinsu Sacred Dew, there might be some hope for it to compete with the Ice Morning White Dragon if it gets a bit of hundred-year Holy Dew,” Mr. Jinli said.

“As for that hundred-year Holy Dew, I do have some in my possession, but I am not sure when would be the best time to administer it. Do you have any suggestions, Mr. Jinli?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Where did you get such a rare treasure??” Mr. Jinli inquired, yet before Zhu Minglang could answer, Mr. Jinli hurriedly continued, “Now is the best time to take it, but it would be ideal to combine it with the essence of an element to help it reach maturity. That way, when it awakens the Holy Dragon bloodline, its ability to harness natural forces will be significantly enhanced.”

“Mr. Jinli truly is a knowledgeable genius. Just a glance and you know what abilities the Divine Green Holy Dragon has. As for the essence of an element, there are many kinds. What should I choose?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Water and wood properties are best. The Yinsu Sacred Dew is the main ingredient, and Mangrove Essence is a good choice. Other essences from trees growing in wetlands and water forests are also suitable, as long as they are between three and five hundred years old. Anything older is too much for it to absorb; anything younger won’t have any effect,” Mr. Jinli said, speaking with a solemn and serious tone that flowed out almost automatically.

“Thank you, Mr. Jinli,” Zhu Minglang replied, overjoyed.

Zhu Minglang had been struggling with when to give the Divine Green Holy Dragon the hundred-year Holy Dew because he could not determine whether it was at a stage where it could advance. If given too early, it might just fall short of the next stage, and delaying it could mean an indefinite wait for advancement.

Trees that grow in wetlands would do. He would discuss this with Fang Niannian later; she should be able to find the required essence quickly.

The battle between powers would commence in no more than three days, and by then, it would be time for the Divine Green Holy Dragon to demonstrate its prowess!

When night fell, Zhu Minglang arrived at the Lake View Restaurant as promised.

Choosing the best spot with the view, Zhu Minglang ordered some of the tastiest wine and dishes available here.

After drinking a few rounds, Zhu Minglang stole glances at Nan Lingsha, and only when he saw her cheeks gain a rosiness did he start talking about the Ancient Ruins and the Ancient Dragon Gate.

“If Ancient Mountain is what we’re considering, then it’s at the very northern end of the Li Chuan Continent. That snowy realm is mystical, ancient, and easy to get lost in. I’m uncertain if it’s the so-called Ancient Ruins. As for the Ancient Dragon Gate, I’ve never heard of it,” Nan Lingsha said.

“In a few days, I’ll be participating in the battle between powers. If Miss

Lingsha is free, you can join as well. There will be many strong Divine and Mortal beings competing, and the rewards are substantial…” Zhu Minglang mentioned.

“Sure,” Nan Lingsha nodded in agreement.

The battle between powers involved individuals participating on their own behalf; no teams were involved.

However, the rivalry between powers was openly contested by teams, and how exactly it would play out was uncertain.

It all depended on the negotiations between Zhu Heavenly Officer and the other powers.

One simply had to wait quietly for the response; Zhu Heavenly Officer would certainly strive for a competition format that was most advantageous to them..