The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

Looking at the majestic golden dragon and thinking about their conversation, Yu Shuheng and Su Xiaoya felt a warmth in their hearts.

Just now, looking at Jinlong's optimistic appearance, Yu Shuheng couldn't help but ask Jinlong, "If that's the case, why didn't you just tell us what rare and precious materials you needed in the first place? If we had known earlier, we could have helped you find them sooner, and maybe we would have gathered them all by now."

Jinlong scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, his golden scales flushed with a faint red, like a child who had made a mistake: "As for not mentioning it from the beginning, wouldn't that be a bit too much? I did a careful calculation beforehand, and even after collecting rare and precious materials for 100,000 years, I've only managed to gather about thirty kinds, but I'm still about fifty kinds short of condensing my true form. If I had mentioned all that from the beginning, wouldn't that have been a rip-off?"

He said this while feeling frustrated.

When I first transmigrated here, I discovered that I was a wisp of dragon soul, which almost made me furious.

Ugh!

Forget the past.

Jinlong looked at Su Xiaoya seriously, "I know you've always wanted to help us, but these rare and precious materials are too valuable. Each one requires a lot of time and effort to find, and I don't want to add to your burden."

At this point, Jinlong cracked a joke to lighten the mood: "When fellow villagers meet, even if they can't be all teary-eyed, they shouldn't stab each other in the back!"

Hearing this, Su Xiaoya felt a warmth in her heart and couldn't help but smile: "We're partners, your problems are my problems. Even if we need a lot of rare and precious materials, we can find a way together. It's better than you having to carry it all alone. Tell me the remaining ten items, and I'll help you find a solution."

Jinlong smiled; he knew that Su Xiaoya would help them without hesitation.

Ugh!

Such an open and generous nature.

Forget it, those three grown men, cough cough!

Forget it, Jinlong thought that he and Lao Bai, both adult men, were souls. They finally had a physical body, but it was just a young boy, and more importantly, a high school student.

Ugh!

This group of four time travelers is really pathetic—they're all relying on a little girl to keep things going.

Well, he should focus on building a physical body as soon as possible so he can better protect the little girl.

Otherwise, you'd probably get tricked into selling yourself and then foolishly help them count the money.

They are simply too naive and not suited for the bloody and treacherous world of cultivation.

Thinking about it this way, I wouldn't rule out asking Su Xiaoya for help. In the future, I'll have to find a way to motivate Lao Bai and not let him lie low anymore.

Having made up his mind, Jinlong was even more determined to help Longyunmang.

Being fellow dragons, maintaining a good relationship would make it easier for him to cause trouble in the West Sea, South Sea, and North Sea.

The Four Dragon Kings should at least have a meeting, shouldn't they?

With a goal in mind, Jinlong became even more motivated, as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

His gaze shifted to the towering pillar of light, and his tone became firm. "Now, let's help Long Yunmang break through to the Yinglong realm first. We can't let him waste such a good opportunity."

Yu Shuheng nodded, said no more, and directly made a hand seal with his fingertips. A wisp of spiritual power transformed into a communication talisman and flew towards the cave.

His voice, carried within the communication talisman, clearly reached Long Yunmang's ears: "Yunmang, Xiaoya, Jinlong, and I have come to help you break through. Focus on refining the inheritance and do not be distracted. We are here to protect you from outside."

Jinlong held the Dragon Essence Pearl, and his body shone with golden light. His body suddenly grew larger, transforming from the length of an arm into a golden dragon several feet long.

The golden scales shimmered brilliantly in the morning light, each scale bearing ancient patterns—marks unique to the dragon race of the divine realm. The dragon's horns grew sharp and hard, and the gold in its eyes deepened.

He nodded to Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng: "Wait for me here, I'll be right back. If any enemies come, don't fight them head-on. Let me help Long Yunmang break through first, then we'll deal with them together."

Before he finished speaking, he transformed into a golden light and flew towards the cave like a shooting star. His speed was so fast that he was left as a blur. The seawater along the way was split open by the dragon's might, forming a long water trail.

At this moment, the pillar of light in the direction of the cave became even more dazzling, with a trace of purple lightning mixed in with the golden-red light. It was a celestial phenomenon caused by the awakening of the Yinglong inheritance.

The roar of the Dragon Cloud Python grew louder and louder, carrying both the pain of breaking through and the desire for power. Its body twisted and turned in the pillar of light, its scales falling off layer after layer. New scales had just grown when they were torn apart by the violent spiritual power. Blood dripped from the gaps in the scales and fell onto the sea surface, instantly turning the seawater pale red.

Su Xiaoya gripped the jade pendant tightly, her knuckles turning white, and silently prayed, "It must succeed, Long Yunmang. Don't let down such a good opportunity, and don't let down the Golden Dragon's intentions."

Su Xiaoya could feel the Dragon Essence Pearl of the Golden Dragon radiating a gentle power. That power flowed into the pillar of light like a warm current, gradually merging with the aura of the Dragon Cloud Python. The originally chaotic spiritual energy fluctuations also became more stable.

Yu Shuheng sensed Su Xiaoya's nervousness, gently grasped her hand, the warmth of his fingertips passing through her palm, his tone steady and firm:

"Rest assured, the Golden Dragon's Dragon Essence Pearl contains pure dragon essence, which will definitely help Dragon Cloud Python break through its bottleneck. Moreover, with us here, we will never allow anyone to disturb his breakthrough."

As he spoke, his gaze swept warily around him, and the spiritual energy around him gradually became sharper. Faint sword energy had already gathered in his hands beneath his black robe.

Jinlong is right, they must diligently protect the Dharma.

On this East Sea, there are quite a few forces that covet the inheritance of Yinglong, especially those cultivators who make a living by hunting demonic beasts, as well as the sea monsters in the deep sea. They will never let go of such a good opportunity.

Dragons are valuable from head to toe.

Can the sea god truly restrain all the sea monster kings? Wealth is a powerful motivator, especially a dragon that can elevate a sea monster king to the heavens in one fell swoop.

Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng immediately became fully alert.

Among all the Mahayana cultivators in the entire East Sea, they had only seen some Sea Demon Kings, and they had not yet met any human cultivators from the East Sea.

Su Xiaoya and her companion were not simply assuming that there was no such thing.

With such abundant resources in the East Sea, human cultivators would definitely not miss out.

Just then, several black figures suddenly appeared on the distant sea. Those figures were extremely fast, rushing towards the cave like arrows released from a bow. They exuded a strong killing intent, which even froze the seawater with a thin layer of ice.

Yu Shuheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the sword energy in his hand instantly condensed into a black longsword. The blade gleamed with a cold light, and the sword energy was sharp, heading straight for those black figures: "As expected, trouble has come."

Su Xiaoya also sensed the killing intent emanating from those figures. She took out a pink long whip from her storage bag. The whip was inlaid with tiny spirit beads, each of which emitted a faint spiritual power. A wisp of pink flame was wrapped around the tip of the whip—that was the Nanming Li Fire that she had refined with her own spiritual power. Although it was not intense, it could suppress evil spirits.

"No matter who it is, if they want to stop Long Yunmang from breaking through, they must first get past us." Her tone was firm, and there was no fear in her eyes. Her pink skirt was lifted by the sea breeze, but it did not affect her aura at all—to protect her companions, she would never back down no matter how many enemies she faced.

On the sea, the wind picked up, and a murderous aura filled the air.

The black figures drew closer and closer, finally revealing their true forms—a group of cultivators dressed in black cloaks, holding daggers coated with deadly poison. Their eyes, hidden beneath the cloaks, gleamed with greed, clearly indicating they were after the dragons.

In addition, deep roars echoed from the deep sea, and countless sea beasts were converging on the direction of the cave. Their eyes were glowing red, clearly attracted by the dragon's aura and wanting a share of the spoils.

Yu Shuheng shielded Su Xiaoya behind him, his black sword pointing directly at the black-clad cultivators: "If you know what's good for you, retreat immediately, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

His voice, imbued with spiritual power, exploded on the sea like thunder, causing the black-clad cultivators to pause in shock.

But the black-clad cultivators clearly had no intention of retreating. The leader sneered, his voice hoarse and grating: "You're just two minor cultivators, yet you dare to obstruct the affairs of our Black Wind Pavilion? If you know what's good for you, get out of the way quickly, or we'll kill you all, take your storage bags, and then seize the Yinglong inheritance. Wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?"

As he spoke, he swung the dagger in his hand, and a black poisonous mist shot towards Yu Shuheng.

Yu Shuheng snorted coldly, and with a wave of his black longsword, a sharp sword aura cleaved through the poisonous mist.

At the same time, Su Xiaoya also moved. She brandished her pink whip, and the Nanming Fire at the tip of the whip instantly spread out, sweeping towards the black-clad cultivators.

The black-clad cultivators hadn't expected these two to be so troublesome, and they all used their spells to defend themselves.

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, sea monsters emerged from the deep sea and rushed over, surrounding them completely.

Almost simultaneously, the spiritual energy fluctuations within the pillar of light intensified, as if a primordial beast were struggling within it.

The figure of the Dragon Cloud Python appeared and disappeared in the pillar of light, its scales shimmering with a strange light. Originally stuck at the last step of bloodline leap, it began to slowly loosen under the guidance of the pure dragon essence of the Dragon Essence Pearl.

At this moment, Yu Shuheng and Su Xiaoya no longer held back. The two sheathed their weapons and directly released their Mahayana stage cultivation, sealing off this area from all directions, preventing any person or sea beast from sneaking in and disturbing the Dragon Cloud Python's final transformation.

As time passed, the fluctuations of spiritual energy within the pillar of light gradually stabilized, and the form of the Dragon Cloud Python became clearer.

Its original python body had completely disappeared, replaced by a majestic Yinglong, its five claws and golden scales gleaming dazzlingly in the sunlight, its massive body exuding an awe-inspiring dragon's might.

The Dragon Cloud Python has completely transformed into the Yinglong.

Its body is covered with layers of armor, as if cast in bronze. The edges of each scale have a bluish-green luster like ancient jade. Cloud and thunder patterns are hidden among the intersecting scales. When the scales open and close, they leak out fine golden light, as if the Milky Way has been crushed under the armor.

Its neck is long and slender like a cloud hanging from the sky. It has three-finger-wide thorns growing from the top of its head to its back. At the tips of the thorns are clusters of amber-colored crystals. When it walks, the clusters of crystals strike each other, making a clear and melodious sound like jade pendants knocking together.

The head is Yinglong's most majestic feature. A rhombus-shaped red jade is embedded in the center of its forehead. The jade face shimmers with a red glow as it breathes. Its eyes are like gilded balls immersed in a cold pool, with vertically slit pupils that emit pale golden light patterns when it looks at objects.

Its nose is broad, and the flapping of its nostrils can create a whirlwind ten feet high. Three ivory-white whiskers extend from each side of its mouth, with faint moisture swirling around them, which turns into tiny dewdrops when they touch anything.

The wings are the distinguishing feature of Yinglong from ordinary scaled creatures. The left wing is bluish-gold, with silver patterns resembling star maps covering the wing membrane. The right wing is reddish-purple, with wing bones as strong as the branches of an ancient tree, and each wing bone ends in a hook-shaped bone spur.

When its wings are spread out, it is more than ten feet wide. The flapping of its wing membranes will bring up a gale carrying lightning. If it flaps its wings with all its might, the wingtips can tear through the clouds and cause thunder to rumble.

Its limbs are as thick as ancient pine trees, its forelimbs have five toes and its hind limbs have three toes. Its nails are black and the tips are as sharp as daggers made of black iron. When it stomps on the ground, it can leave a claw mark half an inch deep on the rocks.

Its tail fin is long and silky, with seven branches at the end, each branch covered with fine spines. When it swings, it leaves pale blue watermarks in the air. If it dives into a river, a single swing of its tail fin can create waves several meters high.

When Yinglong took flight, he was surrounded by blue and red clouds, interspersed with tiny flashes of lightning and raindrops.

Legend has it that wherever Yinglong passes, clear springs will seep from the parched land, and withered grass and trees will sprout anew, displaying the auspicious signs of the ancient divine scales.

Long Yunmang slowly opened his eyes, his golden eyes sweeping over everyone before finally landing on the golden dragon, and he nodded slightly in thanks.

Then, it flapped its wings and soared into the sky, circling once before letting out a resounding dragon roar that echoed throughout the entire East China Sea.

Su Xiaoya and the others looked at Long Yunmang with joy in their hearts.

They have gained another peak combatant.

The East Sea Dragon Clan has finally achieved peak combat power.

The Dragon Clan of the East Sea should also stand up.

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of Long Yunmang's breakthrough, suddenly, a huge shadow loomed over them.

Everyone looked up and saw a huge sea monster emerging from the deep sea. Its body was as big as a small mountain and it exuded a terrifying aura.

The sea beasts and black-clad monks surrounding the area all bowed respectfully to the sea monster.

This sea monster was actually the Great Elder of the Sea Monster Clan, a Sea Monster King named Blackwater Xuansha, whose strength had reached the mid-stage of the Mahayana realm.

Xuan Sha resembles a shark but is even more ferocious.

The Xuan Sha body is nearly a hundred feet long, covered in jet-black scales with serrated edges that can easily tear through space.

It has three pairs of bony fins, with the forepiped fins being as sharp as sickles and covered with pale purple venomous patterns, leaving a trail of afterimages when it moves.

It has a flat snout on its head and three rows of triangular teeth in its mouth. Black venom drips from between the teeth and turns into highly corrosive black water when it comes into contact with water.

Its eyes are blood red, without pupils, and it can see in the pitch-black deep sea.

Its tail is long and thin like a whip, with barbs at the end. The barbs are coated with "soul-devouring poison," and those struck by it will have their spiritual power rapidly dissipate.