Chapter 10 Ah? My daughter?

  First of all, thank you to readers like Dao Xiangyang, Zang Ai, and Kebei for providing valuable opinions. I will pay attention to absorbing and correcting them. Additionally, since it's the new year, this chapter was specially rushed out at dawn, counting as today's first chapter, just for good luck~ Everyone, have a great time eating, playing, and drinking, ahah! Today there are only two chapters, so please show some love by collecting, voting, or even commenting on behalf of Clear and Bright who is still stuck writing during the new year.

  Ziwei Dao left the Three Immortals Island and headed to the Endless Ocean to find the treasure trove left behind by his ancestor, the Dragon King, before its downfall. Along the way, this guy's mood was extremely pleasant, although Ziwei Dao's main personality inherited from the Dragon King, but the influence of Zhang Zilong on him was not ordinary. Combining the Dragon King's inherent greed and Zhang Zilong's nature of viewing treasures as his life, hum, it had simply reached the realm of Gollum.

  The treasure trove of the Ancestral Dragon contains a large number of treasures, materials and spiritual roots that the dragon clan obtained from the vast expanse of the universe. Although there are not many innate spiritual treasures, there are many acquired treasures and innate materials, which are certainly valuable and have special effects. Just thinking about it makes one's blood boil with excitement.

  The Ziwu Daoist flew to the sky above a dark sea, which was the Xuan Water of the extremely cold place between heaven and earth. He continuously cast several spells with his hands, and each golden light fell onto the surface of the water, causing the extremely cold Xuan Water to slowly open up. The Ziwu Daoist's figure flashed once before landing in the Xuan Water.

  In the year of the great disaster, the Ancestral Dragon was also a person with extraordinary abilities. He knew that people like him who were destined to face this disaster would not be able to survive, but somehow he had a glimmer of hope for his future resurrection. Moreover, after his death, although his descendants were usually filial and obedient, they were also extremely greedy and would never let go of the family's wealth. If he were to resurrect after countless calamities, wouldn't he be left with nothing? What could he rely on to rise again from the ashes?

  So, rather than doing things by halves, he hid all these treasures in the Profound Water where humans of the aquatic tribe could not reach. At that time, relying on his own Dao and magical powers, he was not afraid of being unable to enter or exit.

  This isn't even the next catastrophe, and the Ancestral Dragon has revived in another form. This treasure can also be born early.

  In the depths of the dark blue water, several tens of thousands of li deep in the ocean, there is a crystal palace that shines with a soft light. Only when one draws near can they discover the legendary Dragon Tribe's Crystal Palace, especially the majestic Crystal Palace of the Ancestral Dragon. The entire structure is made from the finest natural materials, with countless rare and precious medicines, strange rocks, and beautiful flowers planted inside. Although it lacks vitality, it still makes people involuntarily regard it as a paradise.

  Zi Wei Dao Ren fell on the Crystal Palace, seeing a huge palace gate with a plaque that read "Tai Chi Yuan Zu Cang Long Hall". The momentum was majestic. Looking at this familiar scene in memory, a pair of dragon eyes couldn't help but be filled with hot tears.

  "Alas, I didn't expect that I would have a day to return to my own 'home', the heavens have not been unkind to me!" With a sigh, he forced out a drop of vital blood, which fell onto a dark stone in front of the palace gate.

  That drop of blood rotated and merged into the stone monument, which instantly burst with a brilliant golden light. The massive crystal palace also began to shake violently. The previously locked gates slowly opened, and a vast, boundless energy surged forth.

  "Yikes! I'm telling you, this is ominous! It feels just like when we entered the Yi Zhuang!" Ziwei said, her scalp tingling from the cold air, as she quickened her pace and hurried through the palace gates.

  If it is said that a person who is as poor as can be, when is he the happiest? Of course, it's when he's lying on a mountain of gold and silver. It can't be said that this conclusion is how lowly, but if you ask one hundred of the poorest people in the world, half will give this answer, while the other half are hypocrites who speak with forked tongues.

  Now, including Zhang Zilong who is making soy sauce in the Hou Tu tribe, they are all the happiest people. The scenery inside the Crystal Palace really makes him infatuated, even if the ancestor dragon's incarnation has seen it before, it's no exception.

  A huge palace, all the stone slabs are paved with innate mysterious silver, coral fire trees and silver flowers are arranged in a fish scale pattern around, a luxurious and majestic atmosphere surrounds the entire palace. And then there is the treasure room, surprisingly, there are dozens of unheard-of innate-level spiritual treasures, hundreds of acquired treasures, various divine weapons and sharp instruments, it's really only the dragon tribe with good treasure character that can accumulate such wealth!

  Zi Wei Dao Ren excitedly stroked each and every one of the spiritual treasures, as if appreciating individual works of art. Suddenly, a strange light caught his attention.

  Logically speaking, these treasures should have been hidden by his predecessor, the Ancestral Dragon, and there shouldn't be anything he's not familiar with. Yet, what on earth was that silver glow emitted from? He really had no idea.

  As I walked in, it was actually an egg! No mistake, just an egg! In this Crystal Palace under the mysterious water for millions of years, it had maintained its vitality due to the layer of gauze wrapped around it. That layer of gauze was a familiar object to the Ancestral Dragon, it was the belongings of the Dragon Mother who perished in the great calamity. It was one of the First Heaven's creation treasures, containing infinite vitality.

  For some reason, Zǐ Wēi Dào Rén felt a strange palpitation as he approached the egg. Finally, he picked it up, and countless pieces of information came from the silk wrapped around the silver egg.

  After a long time, two lines of tears were printed on Ziwu Daoren's cheeks. It turned out that in those years, the Ancestral Dragon and the Dragon Mother loved and understood each other, but because their bloodline was too high, they had no children, and it was unknown whether it was fate or not. When the great calamity was about to arrive, the Dragon Mother suddenly felt herself pregnant, but she did not want to tell the Ancestral Dragon, because at that time the Ancestral Dragon was fully preparing for war. The Dragon Mother, who had a high level of cultivation, also knew that it was almost impossible for them as a couple to survive the great calamity, and her child...the fewer people who knew, the fewer possibilities there were for being calculated out.

  A hundred years later, the Dragon Mother borrowed the excuse of closing the door to give birth to a child in her own Daoist temple where she had become enlightened, and secretly hid it in the crystal palace of the Ancestral Dragon. As the wife of the Ancestral Dragon, she knew that he would have a thread of life left, so she hid her child in his treasure trove, using her own spiritual treasure to preserve his life force. After countless years, this father-daughter pair would also be able to reunite.

  Mother is the greatest in the world, after hiding her own child, the dragon mother actually erased all memories of the child from her own soul, regardless of how much harm her own soul would suffer.

  "Alas... Xier, you've really suffered!" Ziwei said, the ancestral dragon's memories making his heart ache, and the excitement of obtaining the treasure was also dampened by this pang.

  Then came the joy and awkwardness of being a new father, after all, Zǐ Wēi Dào Rén was now Zhang Zǐ Lóng, too many emotions had been forgotten. Holding the fist-sized silver dragon egg, Zǐ Wēi Dào Rén carefully examined it, to say nothing of relying on his paternal instincts, he really felt that inside there was a weak and small mother dragon sleeping.

  "Heh heh, good girl, no matter what, you're considered the daughter of this poor daoist, which means you're also the future Tian Ting's princess, huh? That makes you the imperial princess of Tian Ting! Hmph, this is far more noble than being a dragon tribe princess. Don't worry, I'll make sure to get you the best things in the world for you to play with! Your old man will definitely spoil you rotten!" Zi Wei Daoren muttered to himself as he gently stroked the dragon egg, and the little princess inside seemed to sense her father's affection, slightly trembling in response.

  Then Ziwu Daoren used his great magical powers to refine the Crystal Palace, absorbing it into his body. It was originally his thing, but he didn't spend much time on it.

  Not to mention that he brought back the Crystal Palace, and an unexpectedly discovered treasure daughter to the Three Immortals Island. The true body of Zhang Zilong in the Hou Tu tribe at this moment was busy with something, for no other reason than the Golden Crow was about to come out!

  Always in the Wu tribe, Zhang Zilong verified his martial arts with the great witches and suddenly received a transmission from his own teacher, Yuanshi Tianzun, which was only a few words: "Big things can be planned!" Zhang Zilong understood that this was a reminder that the Witch-Yao disaster had begun! The three Qing saints were all gathered in the Jinxiu Tianhuang Palace at this moment, discussing Tao with Nüwa, but actually monitoring Nüwa and preventing her from interfering with the Witch-Yao war. However, the two lecherous saints of the Western world started to stir up trouble, Zhuang Tiandao transformed into a monk, luring Tang Gu Jinwu Taizi to wreak havoc on Hongyuan, Liang Jie began!

  As expected, Zhang Zilong soon felt a mysterious heat emanating from the heavens and earth. Suddenly, ten small suns appeared in the sky, visible to all who possessed great spiritual power. These were none other than the Ten Golden Crows of the Heavenly Court, their bodies composed of true solar flames identical to those of Emperor Jun.

  The vast wilderness was scorched by the ten golden crows, emitting waves of cyan smoke. Countless rivers dried up, and exotic flowers and grasses withered. The powerful gods or the witch tribe were fine, at most just parched and tongue-tied. But for the weak human race, it was a different story. People kept dying from the scorching heat, enraging the Houtu tribe's great shamans who had always gotten along with humans and even intermarried with them.

  Kuafu immediately picked up his own terrestrial cane, shouting loudly as he rushed towards the Golden Crow. Hou Yi saw this and instructed Chang'e before chasing after him with Zhang Zilong.

  It was on that day: The tenth day of the month, when all the tribes of the vast wilderness were again in trouble. In ancient times, there was Kuafu who bravely chased after the sun, and also Yi who shot down the golden crow.

  Di Jun Tai Yi, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my promise to you. The physical body of the Golden Crow's son is going to be taken away. Haha, it will be another great harvest!