Traveling Through Journey to the West: I Am the Dragon King

Upon seeing the crimson dragon-binding ropes surrounding him, Yun Chonghua asked, "Third Prince, what is this...?"

Nezha put away his Wind-Fire Wheels and said, "This is a magic weapon I'm giving you. I've already reforged the Dragon-Binding Rope for you. I've burned away the Dragon Palace's incantations, and now that it has absorbed your life essence, it will recognize you as its master."

"Moreover, this Dragon-Binding Rope absorbed the Samadhi True Fire from my Wind-Fire Wheels and can transform into a fire whip. With it, you'll have something to protect yourself in the lower realms. You won't be bullied by any minor immortals or demons."

"If you encounter those two henchmen who captured you again, just whip them away with this fire whip. Besides, this Dragon Binding Rope is specifically designed to kill dragons. If that old mudfish encounters you again, you can at least give him a good beating, if not kill him."

Upon hearing this, Chonghua quickly expressed his gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Third Prince! Thank you, Third Prince! But why is it only circling around me now? How should I use it?"

Nezha replied, "It has consumed your essence and blood, and is now connected to your mind. You only need to move your thoughts."

After hearing Nezha's answer, Yun Chonghua looked at the Dragon-Binding Rope and thought for a moment.

The Dragon-Binding Rope truly moved according to his thoughts.

This feeling, like controlling a drone with your mind, was quite amusing to Yun Chonghua.

But when he concentrated on controlling the Dragon Binding Rope, he felt a wave of fatigue.

"That's it, Samadhi Fire!" He then thought for a moment, and sure enough, Samadhi Fire blazed up on the Dragon Binding Rope.

In just a moment, he seemed to have all his strength drained away, and collapsed to the ground.

The dragon-binding rope flew back to his side, wrapping around his neck like a belt and hiding behind his dragon beard.

Yun Chonghua lay weakly on the ground, then looked at Nezha and asked, "Third Prince, what happened? Why do I suddenly have no strength? I feel completely empty."

Seeing this, Nezha laughed and said, "Hehe, although the Samadhi True Fire is not a very profound magic, it is not something that just anyone can wield. Since you are the owner of this magic weapon, its capabilities depend entirely on your cultivation level. Right now, your foundation is shallow. Although you can ignite the Samadhi True Fire, your magical power is insufficient to support its burning."

Yun Chonghua got up and said, "I see! Thank you for the treasure, Third Prince!"

Nezha waved his hand and said, "What third prince, fourth prince? Nezha is Nezha. As the saying goes, those who are shoulder to shoulder are brothers. You and I both have a grudge against that old mudfish, and I can't stand that little fairy bullying people. We're kindred spirits. Although I'm as big as a child, I'm older than you. If you don't mind, just call me elder brother. From now on, I'll call you Brother Chonghua, how about that?"

Nezha always disliked his title of "Third Prince," and to him, he preferred to be called by his given name.

After all, only the emperor's son is called "Crown Prince," while he himself has already "returned his bones to his father and his flesh to his mother." So, whose Crown Prince is this lotus incarnation?

Mother and elder brother are respectable. Sister Zhenying is lovable. As for that "father," Nezha would rather not have him.

Hearing Nezha's words, Yun Chonghua was overjoyed. It was an honor to have Nezha as a friend.

Yun Chonghua said excitedly, "I am honored that you think so highly of me, brother. It is my honor to be called brother by Nezha, who is famous throughout the Three Realms, and I am naturally willing to do so."

Yun Chonghua also felt a strong connection with Nezha. Perhaps it was because Nezha was his childhood idol.

Or perhaps these little fish simply like to swim around the lotus roots, and the lotus leaves serve as a shield for them from wind and rain.

Nezha nodded in satisfaction after hearing this.

Nezha said, "Brother, this Cloud Tower Palace is not my residence alone. My father, Li... is stubborn and headstrong. If he returns and sees you, you will likely still suffer that fate. Besides, Heaven is a place of trouble. You have offended the Seventh Princess, so it's best to return to the mortal realm. Now that you have a protective treasure, ordinary immortals and demons can't harm you. Go to the mortal realm, cultivate diligently, help the people to accumulate merit, and hone your magic power. One day, you will surely have the opportunity to avenge yourself."

But then Nezha's face turned cold as he said, "If I find out that you've used the magic weapon I gave you to hurt or kill people, don't blame me for pulling out your tendons and skinning you alive."

Seeing Nezha's sudden change of expression, Chonghua immediately said, "Please rest assured, brother. I will never do anything evil that harms or kills. However, some people in this world are more wicked than demons. If I kill to eliminate evil, or if cultivators from the mortal realm come to capture me for treasures and I injure them, please forgive me, brother."

Nezha laughed upon hearing this, "Hahaha. Don't worry, brother. Although I look young, I am not ignorant. Besides, if evil people are not eliminated, they will harm good people. Punishing evil and promoting good is not only not wrong, but also a great merit. As for those who covet the treasures on you and try to steal them by trickery, what kind of good are they? Just use the treasures I gave you to beat them up."

Chonghua smiled and said, "Brother, you are wise. I am relieved."

Nezha said, "Alright! After you descend to the mortal realm, first cultivate to human form. Humans are the most intelligent of all beings. Once you achieve human form, your cultivation progress will increase significantly. While Li... my father hasn't returned yet, I'll send you down to the mortal realm now."

Yun Chonghua nodded and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, brother. But before I leave, I shamelessly have one more request."

Nezha asked, "What is it?"

Yun Chonghua replied, "Although I have cultivated for a hundred years, I have only learned some basic breathing techniques for absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from my mother. These are truly rudimentary, and I fear that even another hundred years of arduous cultivation would not bring much progress. Furthermore, although I possess treasures, I am completely ignorant of magic. Even as a dragon, I cannot fly. I hope my elder brother will help me to the end and teach me some Daoist arts to aid my cultivation?"

After hearing this, Nezha laughed and said, "Hehe, you little dragon, you are really greedy. I saved your life and gave you a magic weapon, and you are still not satisfied. You even covet my skills. Very well, this time I will help you to the end and see it through to the end. I will teach you a few magic techniques to protect yourself."

After saying this, Nezha pointed his finger at the dragon's head.

Then Yun Chonghua let out a painful scream.

The feeling was like a bullet hitting my brain. My whole head exploded.

Although it was very painful, after this "bullet" exploded in his mind, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he felt that his sea of ​​consciousness contained a lot of knowledge beyond his own comprehension.

Knowledge of magical power and cultivation levels, as well as common cultivation practices, including basic flight spells and the dragon race's easiest techniques to learn—such as cloud-swallowing, lightning-controlling, and rain-summoning—were all instantly imprinted into Yun Chonghua's mind.

After Nezha finished, he said, "I have used my primordial spirit to directly imprint these spells and cultivation methods into your sea of ​​consciousness. Although it is painful, it is the fastest and most direct method. It also saves you the trouble of learning them yourself. Fortunately, there isn't much content, so you'll be fine after a short rest."

"The Daoist arts of my Yuqing sect are profound, but since the Investiture of the Gods, neither my grandmaster nor my master has accepted any more disciples. Without my master's permission, I cannot easily pass on the Yuqing Daoist arts to you. However, I have already taught you the basic techniques of cloud-climbing and soaring, as well as the techniques of controlling thunder and lightning to bring rain. You might find them useful as a member of the dragon race in the future. Alright, it's almost time. Let's hurry and leave before Father returns from his duties!"

Yun Chonghua snapped out of his daze and quickly thanked him, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, brother!"

This time, Nezha didn't waste any more words with him and simply blew out a breath of immortal energy. In the blink of an eye, Yun Chonghua's enormous dragon body shrank to the size of a mudfish.

Then Nezha spat out another bubble, put him inside it, and hid it on his body.

After that, they left Yunlou Palace, mounted their Wind and Fire Wheels, and headed towards the Western Heavenly Gate.