Chapter 8: The Shameless Ancestor Dragon

  Shameless Dragon Ancestor

  In a certain place in the East Sea Abyss, twenty young people from the Dragon Clan's Taiyi boundary were busy. If someone saw it, they would definitely drop their eyeballs.

  All I saw was that these young men were each holding a spade made of special materials, with a look of helplessness on their faces as they dug things up. Next to them, in a dark corner, a young man wearing a purple and gold Daoist robe, exuding an air of nobility from every pore, sat on a stone bench, picked up a gourd from the stone table, poured himself a cup of wine, and with a look of satisfaction, raised his cup and took a light sip.

  Under his noble appearance, many people would think he is a rather refined person, but...

  "Hey, hey, hey...... I'm telling you, Qian, don't slack off, or your skin will suffer."

  But as soon as his words came out, they thoroughly shattered other people's evaluation of him in their hearts and re-made a horizontal sign for him: gold on the outside, rotten inside.

  "What's wrong? Can't hold on anymore? You are all the pride of my dragon clan, how can you not bear this little hardship?"

  "But we're mining, not fighting wars. Dragon Ancestor, we're all elites of the dragon tribe, how can you let us do these things?" Ao Ghan said with some discontent.

  "Elite? What's wrong with being elite? Can't elites mine too? It's just that I, Old Ancestor, lack some refining materials, why are you all looking so gloomy? And yet you say you want to take care of me?"

  "But, Old Ancestor, this isn't just a little bit? You've led us to excavate several mineral veins from the seabed, and when we ask you what materials you need, you don't say anything. Clearly, you want to dig up all the minerals we encounter, and we came out just to be your laborers." Ao Jian said discontentedly.

  "Wow, you know all this? No wonder you're an elite of the Dragon Clan. But I'm just pulling your leg, how about it? Are you going to bite me?" The young man said with a mischievous face, as if he wouldn't rest until he had completely ruined his own image.

  Ao Gan's face was completely red, and he panted silently without saying a word.

  "Besides, I'm not someone who hasn't given you benefits. Haven't I pointed out the way of Tao for each and every one of you according to your own situations? Don't tell me that your divine powers haven't made any progress?" The young man said solemnly all of a sudden.

  The young man's sudden solemnity did not eliminate the grievances of the dragon tribe youths, but instead stirred up a wave of complaints.

  "What's this! Don't you even look at what kind of Taoist method you're giving us?"

  "Aw Kun, you seem to have some dissatisfaction too?"

  "I'm not convinced, how could you? You're biting me. Look at the Taoist methods you've been teaching us: Digging Earth Taoist Method, Opening Mountain Taoist Method, Drilling Well Taoist Method... and so on. They're all mining-related Taoist methods, you clearly had ulterior motives from the start. I'm such a fool for following you, Dragon Father was right, I have no future with you."

  "Is that so? Hehe, anyway, your parents asked me to take care of you, otherwise I'll report all your behavior to them and spread it throughout the Dragon Clan. Hmph, this mine must be dug out completely, only then can you rest, or else... Ahahahaha..."

  "You... you're despicable."

  The young man ignored him and poured himself another cup of wine, taking a sip. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  Not bad, he is Shen Long.

  After Shen Long came out of his closed-door meditation, he roughly understood the current situation of the dragon clan. He then selected a few dozen young dragons as his guards and wandered around the 60% of the ocean that the dragon clan had already occupied. With three ancestral dragons still present, troublesome matters could be avoided whenever possible.

  Leading a group of little dragons around is also not a good thing, so there was the matter of Shen Long digging up treasure.

  At first, Shen Long would select some good ones, purely for the purpose of cultivation, but later Shen Long discovered the joy of collecting treasures and heavenly talents.

  So he took his team and started a crazy digging trip, wherever they went, it was a mess, with holes everywhere. But he didn't care at all, holding the shiny gem in his heart, feeling extremely satisfied.

  No choice, in his previous life, Shen Long was afraid of poverty.

  Sometimes he even suspects that the dragon clan's fondness for gems is passed down from him, but in fact, there's no need to suspect. In later generations, when the Dragon Clan's disciples mention their ancestors, they first think of his wealth and then his relentless pursuit of treasures.

  It can be said that Shen Long poisoned an entire world of dragon clans.

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  "Ancestor, let's make a deal. We know we were wrong, so please don't be too harsh, okay? We'll definitely do better." Ao Guang carefully approached Shen Long and handed him an exquisite box "A small token of apology, don't mind it."

  "Am I old?" Shen Long disliked it when people said he was old. In fact, he had spent most of his time in the Desolate Ancient Lands cultivating, and his mental age was indeed not old.

  "Not old at all, not even a bit." Ao Guang hastily flattered, sweating on his head, but secretly wondering about this mysterious ancestor.

  Hmph! Not old? Even you, who were born at the same time as Hongjun, are not old. Are we the ones who are old?

  Lead a group of young dragons, also for the dragon clan after the great disaster leave a way out.

  As for the abuse of these foolish dragons, Shen Long indeed wanted to collect various resources from Hongyuan, and he would also properly train them in some necessary ways, whether it was their cultivation or their character.

  After finishing teaching the group of young dragons, Shen Long quietly sat on the ground to cultivate. Although he was already in the late stage of Mahayana, unless there was a sudden enlightenment, this kind of cultivation could no longer improve his cultivation level. However, Shen Long thought that in this chaotic world full of dangers, it was still better to be cautious. Therefore, Shen Long always kept his cultivation at its peak state. There was another reason - Shen Long really enjoyed the feeling of cultivating. In his previous life, he had never been married, but Shen Long felt that there was no joy greater than this kind of cultivation.

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  When Shen Long woke up from that cultivating feeling, he opened his eyes and saw that the surroundings were crowded with dragons.

  Being stared at for so long, Shen Long felt his old face turn red, then he cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome guy cultivate before? And have you finished your work?"

  "It's all done, just waiting for your inspection." Ao Qian hastily explained.

  "Can you guys stare at your ancestors after finishing? Are you asking for more trouble?"

  "No, no, no, Grandmaster, stop it, just look at the state of their hands now. You're being too kind, you're the most handsome one, so handsome that it's stupid. We all admire you too much."

  This sentence directly stunned Shen Long, it was too ambiguous.

  When he recalled a beautiful girl saying such words to him, Shen Long's certain hormone increased rapidly, but when he saw that she was his junior, he immediately dispelled those thoughts.

  To cover up his own embarrassment, Shen Long immediately took the opportunity to step down, "Alright, I forgive you all, but, Ao Kun, that sentence of yours can't be said to just anyone in the future."

  "Why? I often hear this sound when I see my dragon mother and dragon father together."

  "Shen Long was so angry that he almost choked, 'I told you not to use it, just don't.'"

  Seeing Shen Long eating a pancake, Ao Kun smiled with satisfaction, and his eyes revealed a hint of unusual flavor.

  Over the years, this group of young dragons and Shen Long have also become familiar with each other. Moreover, Shen Long has always had memories of his past life, carrying the idea that everyone is equal, without establishing his own dignity in front of them. Therefore, they treat Shen Long not as if he were the ancestor of the dragon clan, but rather like a group of friends, and Shen Long is delighted with this.

  "Alright, let's stop here for now, we'll head to the next location."

  "Alas, life is hard!"

  "Alright! Let's go!"

  "Hum... Hum... Boom... Rumble... Rumble... Rumble..." Zhen, who was urging the miners on, suddenly heard a rumbling sound not far from himself.

  "General Alert"