Dragon Tamer

“Ding ding ding ding~~~~~~~~”

Sword artifacts fell to the ground, lifeless and scattered in disarray.

The Jade Blood Sword Spirit hovered above, surrounded by fewer famous swords that it could still marshal than before. The sword spirit now realized that its adversary was neither a green, inexperienced sword spirit youth nor a decrepit, discarded sword spirit at the end of its days.

“You are a remarkable sword master,” an old-sounding voice said.

Zhu Minglang opened his eyes, and looked around, half-expecting to find some temple sweeper protecting this place, but the chamber held only these famous swords.

Zhu Minglang set his gaze on the hovering Jade Blood Sword Spirit, only to notice a nearly imperceptible soul shadow on the Jade Blood Sword, a faint red mist.

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“You understand human language?” Zhu Minglang was quite surprised.

“A sword naturally does not speak the language of humans, but do you know the origin of this sword, and where this blood jade comes from?” The faint soul mist conveyed this thought.

Zhu Minglang realized that he had not heard any actual voice, but rather that the Jade Blood Sword was communicating with him using a special spiritual sense.

“Could it be that you are the previous generation of the Sparrow Wolf God, Shang Cheng?” Zhu Minglang couldn’t help but smile.

“Oh, you know of me?” the Jade Blood Sword said.

“I know a bit.”

“That’s even better. I was once a supreme deity, and although I fell, my lingering thoughts still reside in this Origin Blood. After being forged into a sword, it even gave birth to a spiritual sense. I am more powerful than the Sword Spirit Dragon you currently possess, and have more of a divine form. If you wish, I can become your sword spirit—provided that you let me devour it!” the Jade Blood Sword said.

“May I ask how you fell?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“The World Dragon Gate… World Dragon Gate… One day you will enter the World Dragon Gate, and I can help you ascend to a higher realm, unlike it, which can do nothing,” the Jade Blood Sword continued.

“Do you know where my Sword Spirit Dragon comes from?” Zhu Minglang said.

“In this world, there will always be some artifact spirits. They inadvertently attain spiritual sense, and just as unwittingly transform into dragons. Even so, the realms they can reach are limited, unlike me. I am forged from the blood of a Star God, and I shall be a Divine Sword Spirit Lord!” the Jade Blood Sword said.

“Unfortunately, until there is not a single shred of vitality in my body and not a speck of light in my soul, I, Zhu Minglang, will not let them be abandoned again!” Zhu Minglang exclaimed.

Countless sword spirits, almost all discarded, once had their own masters, but in the end they were left to decay like deadwood, to be covered with rust, and to be slowly corroded by time!

Because they had spirit sense, emotions, and life—that’s why they were special!

Zhu Minglang had never treated the Sword Spirit Dragon as an inanimate sword artifact, to be replaced upon finding a more perfect sword artifact.

It was like a naïve but incredibly stubborn child, waiting for him in the Abandoned Sword Forest. Its sadness, its joy, its stubbornness, and its loyalty—Zhu Minglang could feel them all clearly!

What’s more, Zhu Minglang found it ridiculous that the Jade Blood Sword thought it was superior to the Sword Spirit Dragon!

Mo Ye was an artifact spirit that took form from the blood shed over a decade of his swordsmanship.

And after becoming an artifact spirit, it was one in a billion to transform from artifact spirit to dragon!

It was a dragon!

Not merely an artifact spirit!

In the Sword Casting Hall, the Jade Blood Sword enjoyed the most perfect conditions for growth; and yet, after so many years, it remained just a sword spirit, not a dragon. Doesn’t this fact alone prove that the Sword Spirit Dragon’s potential far surpasses that of the Jade Blood Sword Spirit?

In the world, countless creatures seek the way to transform into a dragon because they know that only by becoming a dragon can they reach the higher God Realm; otherwise, they’ll always remain at the bottom of the cruel hierarchy of beings!

“You are already a failed aspirant on the ascent to the heavens. Accept your fate!” Zhu Minglang said to the Jade Blood Sword.

After these words, Zhu Minglang once again spurred the Sword Spirit Dragon into action, pointing it towards the Jade Blood Sword with the most splendid swordsmanship.

For reasons unknown, the multitude of sword spirits suddenly became extremely bright and dazzling. Zhu Minglang’s declaration of “never abandoning them” seemed to awaken these abandoned swords. As the Sword Spirit Dragon flew forth, countless spirits united as one, transforming into the fiercest sword patterns on the body of the Sword Spirit Dragon, making it more radiant than ever before!

“Clang!!!!”

A jarring noise filled the air as the Jade Blood Sword was shattered by the Sword Spirit Dragon’s strike, its once jade-like fragments scattering across the entire chamber!

The Sword Spirit Dragon swiftly rose into the air, hovering above a pool of heavenly fire. At that moment, the shivered blood jade fragments converged towards it one by one, turning into translucent blood jade beads, amalgamating into the body of the Sword Spirit Dragon…

At the same time, Zhu Minglang saw the faint red mist of a soul dissipate. It was the lingering thought of the former Sparrow Wolf God, Shang Cheng, which had hoped to make a comeback with the Jade Blood Sword Spirit. But ultimately, it was just a lingering thought, and it could no longer cause trouble after the Jade Blood Sword Spirit was defeated!

“Ding ding ding ding!!!!”

After devouring the Jade Blood Sword, the thousands of newly forged swords on the ground suddenly began to tremble. They slowly rose and swirled around the resplendent, crimson Sword Spirit Dragon, crowding around their new sword master!

Instead of devouring them immediately, the Sword Spirit Dragon released the many undying sword spirits, allowing them to attach to these newly forged famous swords…

Before long, all the newly forged swords were inhabited by sword spirits, and as they twirled and danced along with the Sword Spirit Dragon, thousands of new swords and ancient spirits became one. This caused the Sword Spirit Dragon’s body to be covered in dense sword patterns, each radiating a powerful and solemn aura, becoming truly unparalleled in the world!!

The Sword Grove chamber finally quieted, and the reborn Sword Spirit Dragon gently landed, settling in Zhu Minglang’s palm.

Zhu Minglang gently caressed the blade. Though his heart longed uncontrollably to dance with the sword, he still suppressed that inner desire…

For he was now a Dragon Shepherd.

This was his own choice.

Perhaps Dragon Shepherds, at many times, cannot exhibit the same martial grandeur as God and Mortals, often hiding behind their own dragons, even being said to be no different from trash without their dragons.

But he had never lost anything; instead, he had gained even more to take pride in.

This was his own Dao.

It was not about fighting alone and charging forward relentlessly.

It was about allowing oneself to be worthless, about leaping into an abyss together and then climbing out together—

This was his own Dao.

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…

In the Lakeside Study, the morning light gently spilled down, casting on the defined cheeks of Zhu Heavenly Officer.

Footsteps sounded outside the study. He turned around and watched Zhu Minglang approaching through the dappled light and shadow of the willow grove, the corners of his eyes crinkling slightly, his face carrying a faint smile.

Compared to the person before him, the Silver Chuan Sword and the Jade Blood Sword were just scraps of iron.

“It seems you really don’t have any excess burdens for me to worry about,” Zhu Heavenly Officer said.

“Indeed, I have never worried, so there have never been any excess burdens,” Zhu Minglang agreed profoundly.

“Your father here is an ordinary man, after all, able to take care of only so much,” Zhu Heavenly Officer said.

“It’s dawn already. People from King An’s Mansion must mostly be gathering by now…” Zhu Minglang said.

“Oh, I just got the news that King An’s Mansion was wiped out last night. I told you, you don’t need to worry about this,” Zhu Heavenly Officer said.

Zhu Minglang’s face was full of astonishment.

After a long while, Zhu Minglang managed to speak with a tone even he couldn’t believe, “You did it?”

“Mhm,” Zhu Heavenly Officer nodded.

“How did you do it?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Just sent people to kill them, they put up a very strong resistance, but in the end, they couldn’t withstand our offensive… What, you thought I was going to sit around and wait for King An’s people to come here?” Zhu Heavenly Officer said.

Zhu Minglang was again at a loss for words.

He had traveled overnight from the Ancestral Dragon City-State, even risking the danger of being torn apart by the Night Empress as he passed through the terrifying Dark Vortex, all to rescue the Zhu Gate from fire and water. And Zhu Heavenly Officer had already resolved everything??

How am I, the savior who just stepped out of the Sword Casting Hall full of pride ready to make a grand slaughter, to face this??

“This place is still our home after all. Though your mother has left and you’re often away, I still need to guard it well,” Zhu Heavenly Officer said with a smile.

Zhu Minglang suddenly understood why the entire Zhu Gate appeared so desolate.

The strong ones of the Zhu Gate had been dispatched last night.

Li Xinghua had seen the battle between Zhu Gate and King An’s Mansion, but he got the location wrong—the battlefield was at King An’s Mansion.

“You were prepared all along,” Zhu Minglang said with a slight sigh of relief.

“King An was merely a pawn in the end. Over the years, they kept testing our bottom line, merely wanting to probe the true strength of our Zhu Gate,” Zhu Heavenly Officer said.

“A pawn??” Zhu Minglang furrowed his brow.

To treat King An as merely a pawn…

The Imperial Dynasty!

The Zhao Dynasty!

“Alas, if it weren’t for the sudden emergence of the Tianshu God Domain, our Zhu Gate could have continued to live in peace. The Royal Family’s foundation has lasted for hundreds of years without falling, yet our Zhu Gate could have lasted for thousands of generations,” Zhu Heavenly Officer sighed.

“…” Zhu Minglang felt that he truly knew nothing about his own Family Door, and even less about his own father!

“We are craftsmen, seen by everyone in the Supreme Court as mere supporters of Dragon Trainers and God and Mortals. So, I used this perception to my advantage, intending to keep our Zhu Gate forever in this ‘expendable’ position. Zhao Yuan is very clever, he noticed some clues, so he had King An constantly probe us,” Zhu Heavenly Officer said.

“So, what is Zhu Gate’s real strength now?” Zhu Minglang asked earnestly.

To wipe out King An’s Mansion overnight, even the Four Major Sect Clans would find it difficult, wouldn’t they?

“Before the Tianshu God Domain descended, I thought about becoming Emperor, and I could have become Emperor at any time,” Zhu Heavenly Officer said.

Zhu Minglang’s mouth was so wide open that it could not get any larger.

The father before him, he slightly feared recognition!

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