Patrol Captain

The following morning, at Langdang Mountain.

In spring, the mountain valleys are like a spilled dye vat, with new green spreading from the valley floor to the cliff edge. The old trees that withered away by last year's heavy snow have all come back to life, with emerald-like buds sprouting from their branches, colliding with the colors of the mountains and splashing across the forest.

Sunlight filters through the layers of leaves, weaving a shimmering golden net on the mossy stones. A squirrel carrying a pine cone darts by, its bushy tail sweeping away a few magnolia petals, startling a mountain sparrow from a rock crevice. The sparrow flutters across the stream, its chirping as crisp as shattered ice colliding.

The willow branches by the stream droop with tender yellow tassels, swaying gently in the mountain breeze, their reflections shimmering in the water, scattering dappled sunlight across the entire stream. In the distance, the soft neighing of deer echoes from the woods, and the air is filled with the damp, earthy scent of grass and wood, mingled with the sweet fragrance of bursting flower buds, as the mountains and fields awaken from the spring sunshine.

Carrying osmanthus cakes from Baohuazhai, Chen Yuan walked home through the flow of people.

He's in a good mood today.

The armor was crafted to my liking.

As he walked into the alley, he heard the gossiping aunt from the neighboring alley calling out to him.

“New young master, it seems someone is looking for you at your home.”

"It's been squatting at the door all night, it's really strange, you'd better go and take a look."

After he finished speaking, the women burst into laughter.

Chen Yuan responded with a slight smile, his expression natural, and continued walking into the alley. As for the uninvited guest the woman had mentioned, he had already noticed it.

At the end of the alley, there was an old man lying dead against the wall opposite the courtyard. He was drunk, his hair was messy, and he was snoring loudly. A young girl was sitting cross-legged, holding a handful of pebbles and grabbing at the ground with her hands, completely ignoring the pointing fingers of passersby.

Chen Yuan stopped and looked at this strange combination with great interest.

"Old Dong, what are you up to now?"

Upon hearing the voice, the old man lying on the ground, as if a carp had come to life, suddenly opened his eyes, sprang to his feet, and stared at Chen Yuan with a gleam in his small eyes.

"Boy Chen!"

“You left this old man alone in Chengdu and ran back to enjoy your life. That’s so unethical.”

This person is none other than Old Man Dong of the Dragon-Raising Clan. This guy rushed over to Chen Yuan's side, looking furious.

Just as Chen Yuan was about to speak, he saw the old man lean over, his shoulder to shoulder, winking at him.

Chen Yuan, unsure of this guy's intentions, smiled and said, "Indeed, I, Chen, did not consider this carefully!"

Old Dong turned around with satisfaction, his red, bulbous nose wrinkling as he looked smugly at the freckled girl who had gotten up. "Girl, see? I know Chen boy very well. Now you can take off what's on me, right?"

The freckled girl walked over, her light blue almond-shaped eyes sparkling as she looked at Chen Yuan, who was carrying a bundle of oil paper packages.

At first, she looked at him with surprise and doubt, but then she felt her pupils twitch and her eyelids feel like they were being pricked by needles, and she let out a soft moan.

"A little dragon, yet it has quite the nerve!"

Chen Yuan spoke lightly, but his words resounded like thunder in the freckled girl's ears.

The ordinary figure before her suddenly appeared as a mountain in her eyes, like a fierce god, startling the girl so much that she took several steps back.

Whether the girl was feigning innocence or was too well protected, she dared to probe him.

"Junior Ao Xiaoyu of the East Sea Dragon Clan greets Martial Saint Chen!"

"This junior was rude just now, please forgive me, Martial Saint!"

The freckled girl seemed to wake from a dream, her somewhat playful and youthful face becoming tense. She lowered her head, cupped her hands, and raised her eyelids, looking somewhat afraid as she stole glances at Chen Yuan.

This amused Old Man Dong, who was standing nearby.
"Little girl, I told you long ago to rein in your arrogant and willful nature, or you'll cause trouble sooner or later. If I hadn't pleaded for you just now, you would have suffered a great loss. I'm a magnanimous person and won't hold a grudge against you. In the future, don't shout and threaten to kill me whenever you see me."

The freckled girl was so angry at Old Man Dong's words that her nose almost twisted out of shape. Where had the old man been pleading for her? He was just patting himself on the back, laughing his head off.

Thinking about it, Ao Xiaoyu glared at the other person angrily, even rolling her eyes.

Chen Yuan had long been familiar with Old Man Dong's shamelessness, but he wondered what trouble he had gotten himself into.

His divine eye naturally revealed that there was a restriction within Old Man Dong's body, but it did not belong to this little dragon. It seemed to be a powerful artifact of the dragon race.

Old Man Dong at least possessed the strength of a half-step Dragon-Tiger, while this little dragon was roughly at the level of a Three-Divine Treasure.

"Young lady, what grudge do you have against Elder Dong? Let's see if I, Chen, can mediate!"

Upon hearing this, the freckled girl perked up, wrinkling her freckled nose.
"This fellow once stole treasures from my Dragon Palace when he was a guest in the East Sea. I just wanted to teach him a lesson."

"I dare not trouble you, Martial Saint!"

"Actually, I came here because I heard that this fellow knows Senior Chen."

"I dare not do anything disrespectful!"

The girl stood obediently with her hands clasped in front of her, her light purple flowing dress accentuating her delicate and lovely appearance.

When Chen Yuan heard that Old Dong had visited someone's house and taken their things, he looked at him strangely and turned to look at him sideways.

Old Dong looked a little embarrassed; initially only his nose was red, but now his face was too. He quickly changed the subject.

"This little brat doesn't know how to handle situations. Forget it, don't listen to her."

"Her grandfather is looking for you."

"Who is her grandfather?" Chen Yuan asked, somewhat surprised.

"The Dragon King of the East Sea! The one in charge of all the demons in the East Sea. That old Dragon King has a terrible temper." Old Dong muttered under his breath, still a little intimidated by the name.

Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed immediately, and his aura became dangerous.

The East Sea was countless miles away from him. He had no connection with the Dragon King, so why was he looking for him? After thinking for a moment, he realized it was related to the changes in the heavens and the people in Shu.

But I really couldn't find any connections.

The freckled girl wanted nothing more than to strangle Old Dong, her eyes blazing with fury, and she quickly tried to explain.

"Don't listen to him, senior!"

“My grandfather was looking for a senior, and he had no hostility towards him.”

"Well... I just wanted to get to know you, senior. No, I mean I have something important to ask you."

The more the girl explained, the less clear her words became, and eventually she became somewhat impatient.

"Oh dear, I don't really know either, but I assure you I have absolutely no other intentions."

The freckled girl raised her hand to assure me, looking like she wanted to believe me.

Chen Yuan found the girl's behavior somewhat amusing and spoke up.

"He does know a bit about manners when meeting a young lady."

"come in!"

Then, Chen Yuan walked to the door and pushed it open.

Old Dong and Ao Xiaoyu exchanged a glance.

Old Dong was all smiles, but his enthusiasm was met with a cold shoulder. Ao Xiaoyu stretched out her fist at him, her two little tiger teeth grinding together. Then the two of them entered the room at the same time, pushing and shoving each other to get in.

Chen Yuan ignored the two of them and went straight to the inner room. He then closed the door to the inner room without inviting them in.

Old Man Dong and Ao Xiaoyu stayed outside, one afraid of making a fool of herself, and the other not wanting to give each other a friendly look, so they turned their heads away from each other.

"Humph!"

Old Dong chose a rockery by the pond, lay down on it, and went off to indulge in his carefree ways, while Ao Xiaoyu curiously looked around at the layout of the courtyard.

Bamboo groves, a pond, an artificial hill, a pavilion, a winding pebble path, and two houses—all laid out before her. The scenery was small and unremarkable, but a restless energy emanated from the courtyard, causing her dragon blood to circulate automatically and her blood to boil. She was secretly alarmed; if she made any move, this elusive energy, which she could not possibly grasp, could instantly kill her.

In order to control the dragon bloodline within her and to prevent any accidents from happening if she revealed herself, she jumped directly into the pond in the courtyard.

With a splash of water, she transformed into a white carp, swimming among the pond, pure white and flawless, blowing bubbles in the water.

Time passed slowly, and two hours went by in the blink of an eye, and it was already afternoon.

Peace and tranquility prevailed in the courtyard.

At that moment, the door to the inner room opened!

Chen Yuan stepped out and changed his clothes!
She wore a moon-white brocade robe, its texture as smooth as a luster. The fabric was densely woven with silver and light gold embroidery. The collar and cuffs were decorated with gracefully spreading lotus patterns. The waist was embroidered with flowing clouds and a hundred blessings, and the hem was adorned with a crane carrying a lingzhi mushroom. The stitches were as fine as spider silk. From afar, it appeared as a pure and white robe, but up close, the brocade was subtly hidden.

It accentuated his upright posture, giving him an air of noble elegance!
This is a set of clothes that An Ge embroidered for him!
Chen Yuan came out of the inner room, and the door creaked shut, shutting out the view inside.

With one step, he arrived at the pavilion by the pond, and suddenly a splash of water rose from the pond, from which a young girl leaped out.

"senior!"

Ao Xiaoyu stood in the pavilion, without a drop of water wetting the ground, and greeted Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan sat down, waved his hand, and raised his eyelids slightly. "Your grandfather and I are complete strangers. You can tell me what you two have to do now!"

Ao Xiaoyu had just explained that she really didn't know, and realized that the other party had misunderstood.

“This junior truly has not lied, but I can use magic to summon my grandfather’s divine consciousness so that you may ask him questions.”

Chen Yuan also wanted to figure out what was going on, so he nodded.

The Dragon King of the East Sea, in terms of realm, is similar to a seventh-realm Martial Saint in the human race. However, as a true spirit of heaven and earth, this level possesses great supernatural powers and commands all demons.

He wondered if he could be related to the Dragon Girl of the North Sea.

At this moment, Ao Xiaoyu transformed one hand into a sword finger, pointed it at her brow, and shot out a beam of light that landed directly in the pond outside the pavilion.

A whirlpool immediately appeared in the pond, which was several dozen feet square, and rose into the air!

Immediately afterwards, the whirlpool surged towards the pavilion, soaking the roof and condensing into a human figure!
The newcomer was a burly man whose head almost touched the roof of the pavilion. He had a pair of blue dragon horns on his head, and his eyes were blue and golden, with a gaze as fierce as thunder, exuding an intimidating aura.

The moment this person stood there, he was like a pillar of black iron that had suppressed the deep sea for thousands of years.

He wore a wide robe in a deep blue-black color, the fabric shimmering with fine silver-blue light, as if he had just stepped out of a vast expanse of blue waves. He had a long, bushy beard, each hair distinct, which fluttered even without wind, giving him the fierce look of a dragon's mane!

"I, Ao Fang, have finally met Chen Wusheng, the one who defied the heavens and whose name resounds throughout the world!"

"Ha ha!"

The newcomer burst into laughter, shaking the entire courtyard.

If it weren't for the restrictions in the courtyard, this laugh wouldn't have been able to be contained.

The golden light in Chen Yuan's eyes turned into specks of lacquer as he slowly rose.
"Are you the Dragon King of the East Sea?"

"Genuine, guaranteed!" The newcomer's voice was incredibly loud, like a dragon's roar.

"According to your descendants, you are looking for someone named Chen?"

The newcomer glanced sideways and stroked the freckled girl's hair with his large hand. "My granddaughter is naturally spoiled. Has she offended Chen Wusheng? If so, please teach her a lesson."

"However, this girl of ours is exceptionally talented and is one of the best among the younger generation of our Dragon Clan. If Chen Wusheng needs a disciple to serve him in the future, he might consider her."

"Grandpa!" Ao Xiaoyu broke free from the other person's hand and stomped her foot.

How did we end up talking about this all of a sudden?

Chen Yuan's ears were a little noisy. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are we that close?"

Moreover, although the other party is a true spirit, he is not of the same race. Why not inquire about his background?

He was a little overwhelmed and frowned.

"Please don't interrupt me with anything else."

"Chen likes to speak directly and doesn't like beating around the bush."

"What business do you have with me, Chen? I have no connection with the Dragon King!"

The Dragon King of the East Sea, his body moving like water, appeared before the table in a flash. "Martial Saint Chen has no idea how popular he is right now!"

"To successfully defeat a celestial being from the lower realm while only at the Martial Saint realm is truly a sensation."

"Many reclusive old fellows in the world have been shaken out."

At this moment, the Dragon King was distracted, and his overall demeanor was completely different from his previous tone. He became deep and powerful, full of tension.

"The outside world is just spreading rumors. I did not succeed in killing him. The Celestial Being is too powerful for us to handle at present. Even if we have all the advantages of timing and location, it will only result in mutual destruction." Chen Yuan said expressionlessly.

Then, his voice carried a hint of sneer, "As for what the Dragon King said, those reclusive old guys coming out of seclusion were probably only brought out by me. I don't think I have that much influence."

"It's probably all for that crater in the Ten Thousand Mountains!"

The Dragon King of the East Sea, though exposed, did not change color; instead, his blue and golden eyes lit up.
"It seems you are fully aware of everything, which makes things easier for me to speak."

"Chen Wusheng, the real reason I sought you out was for that hole in the sky."

"As far as I know, it is a passage between realms that leads to the outer heavens."

"This king and a few old fellows are nearing the end of our lives. We want to try to break through this passage, shatter the void, and ascend to the heavens!"

"This is a great opportunity that I don't want to miss, so I would like to ask Chen Wusheng to lend a hand and let's go and try it together."

"Of course, I will not let you take the risk for nothing."

The Dragon King hadn't finished speaking when he was distracted.

Suddenly.

The water droplet suddenly exploded.

It was completely unexpected.

And then the sound abruptly stopped.

Chen Yuan showed no mercy and struck, snapping the other party's arm.

Because the other party wanted him to go and die.

That passage to the lower realm is now being watched by countless people.

There are celestial beings in the lower realm, celestial beings in the upper realm, immortal kings, and imperial courts.

The celestial beings in the upper realms longed to descend to the lower realms, the immortal kings desired to ascend, while the imperial court sought to destroy this passage.

At this time, there are too many uncontrollable factors to consider when venturing into this path.

It's like jumping into a fire pit.

According to this Dragon King, quite a few old guys are also eyeing this idea.

It seems that the hole that appeared that day will kill countless people.

And, just recently! (End of Chapter)