As a trainer, he has the rain trait

Inside the house, a huge cylindrical glass jar stood in the center, emitting a cold luster.

Inside the jar, pale blue liquid flowed quietly, resembling a deep blue ocean. And within this "ocean," a dragon-shaped Pokémon quietly floated.

Its body was slightly curled up, its eyes were tightly closed, and the scales on its body occasionally flashed a faint light, appearing and disappearing in the dark blue liquid.

The middle-aged man frowned and pointed at the Pokémon in the container, his tone filled with helplessness, "Since Little Yinglong came back, problems have arisen frequently and he's already showing signs of losing control.

Although we have used dragon blood to control it, the results have been minimal, and we are unable to bring it under stable control at all."

Kang Jinlong's face darkened as he said in a low voice, "How could this be? We've already incorporated so many control methods into the cultivation process, are we still no match for that brat's Yinglong power?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Little Yinglong's situation is extremely special. It is deeply affected by its root bloodline. No matter how carefully the blood of other dragons is prepared and used, its effectiveness cannot be compared.

If we hadn't implemented multiple control measures in a timely manner, it would have already broken free. If we want to control it again now, we can only use the reverse scale as soon as possible. The longer we delay, the greater the risk."

Zhilin, who was eavesdropping at the door, suddenly changed his expression. The dragon scales hanging on his chest seemed to sense the breath of its own kind in the room, and they trembled slightly, glowing faintly.

Zhilin's heart instantly rose to his throat. He quickly stretched out his fingers and pressed down on Long Lin tightly, thinking to himself: Sir, please behave yourself and don't make any noise here, otherwise I will lose my life.

The dragon scales seemed to have heard his thoughts, stopped trembling, and the light dimmed.

The conversation inside the door continued.

Kang Jinlong shook his head gently, "No, the Ni Lin is used to control Yinglong, it can't be used on me. This is putting the cart before the horse."

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly, "Then there's nothing we can do. We can only wait for Master Qinglong to successfully control Yinglong, and then we can come back and deal with the problem of little Yinglong."

Kang Jinlong nodded and asked, "How's things going in the lab?"

"Everything is going smoothly, and the situation is under control. Judging from the current progress, it won't be long before we can completely control Yinglong's power.

By then, Yinglong, strengthened by the two stone slabs, will be able to overthrow the entire Donghuang."

Kang Jinlong grinned upon hearing this and said, "I can't wait to see how powerful Yinglong is after being strengthened by two stone slabs."

When Zhilin heard this, his heart started beating wildly and he secretly felt lucky that he had overheard such crucial information.

Seeing that they were no longer talking, Zhilin quickly hid back in the shadows, pressing his body tightly against the wall, not daring to breathe for fear of being discovered.

Kang Jinlong and the middle-aged man quickly opened the door and walked outside.

After the footsteps of the two people gradually faded away until they completely disappeared at the end of the passage, Zhilin first looked around vigilantly. After making sure there was no danger, he slowly walked out of the shadows, carefully pushed open the door, and slowly walked into the house.

The huge cylindrical glass jar exuded a cold atmosphere. Zhilin slowly approached the glass jar and looked at the little Yinglong inside.

The dragon scale on Zhilin's chest flashed with a faint light again.

Zhilin took off the pendant and gently placed the dragon scale on the glass jar. The light of the dragon scale gradually became stronger, and the light blue liquid began to ripple slightly.

The little Yinglong seemed to feel the power of the dragon scales, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

Those eyes were initially filled with confusion and bewilderment, but were soon replaced by a hint of clarity.

Zhilin concentrated his mental power, like an invisible silk thread, gently wrapped around Xiao Yinglong's consciousness.

Little Yinglong seemed to trust Zhilin very much. He did not struggle, but quietly floated in the liquid, establishing a subtle connection with Zhilin.

Zhilin asked through telekinesis: "Hello, little Yinglong?"

Xiao Yinglong's voice rang out in Zhilin's mind, a little weak: "I'm not feeling well!"

"I've been infused with too much dragon blood from other Pokémon. The spirit contained in that blood has brought me close to collapse."

Zhilin frowned, "Is this how they control you?"

"Yes, in order to avoid death, I must constantly suppress these scattered spiritual fragments, so that they have a chance to control my body."

"Is there a way to solve?"

"There's no other way. I can only slowly erase these mental fragments to return to normal, but those humans won't watch me recover."

Zhilin sensed the anger rising in Xiao Yinglong and soothed him, "We'll be able to rescue you soon."

Little Yinglong glanced at the Poké Ball on Zhilin's waist and said suspiciously, "Just these few little guys? Only that lightning dragon is good. They are outnumbered and powerful. You are no match for them."

Zhilin raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course I'm not alone. Do you remember the girl who was with me that day?"

Little Yinglong nodded gently, "Remember, it's better than you."

A few black lines crossed Zhilin's forehead: I know this, you don't need to remind me.

After a pause, Zhilin turned his thoughts back, "There are four people who are stronger than her. No, there may be more. I can ask them to come together."

Little Yinglong's pupils lit up slightly, "Are they outside?"

Zhilin shook his head. "I sneaked in alone. They need to wait until I get out to inform them."

"Oh!" Little Yinglong said dejectedly. He thought he was about to be rescued.

But He soon regained His fighting spirit, at least there was hope.

Zhilin glanced outside the door and confirmed that no one was approaching. He then continued, "Time is urgent. Tell me how you were captured? What are those people's plans?"

“They used the power of the first generation Yinglong contained in the jade seal to briefly control my mother and me, and then brought us to this place.

They used the First Yinglong's reverse scales and those abominable dragon shackles to forcibly bind us, attempting to completely control us."

Zhilin was startled and continued to ask, "So what are their plans next?"

Xiao Yinglong replied: "They plan to use two Arceus stone tablets to strengthen Mother's power after they have completely controlled her.

Then drive my mother to defeat the Donghuang Alliance, so as to achieve the goal of ruling the entire Donghuang."

Zhilin's face became extremely solemn. This should be what the Fuhai people called the Yinglong Plan.

After a brief thought, Zhilin instructed Xiao Yinglong, "Wait patiently here. I will be back in three or four days at most."

Little Yinglong nodded, "Okay!"

Zhilin asked in surprise, "Do you trust me so much?"

Little Yinglong retorted: "I don't trust you, I trust my mother's choice. Since she chose you as the Dragon Messenger, it means you can be trusted."

Zhilin understood, nodded to Xiao Yinglong, then turned and left.

He followed the same path he had come, carefully avoiding the patrols and sneaking towards the wall.