At the center of Azure Dragon Valley, there is a Dragon Cave.

Originally, no dragon could come to live here, but now, with Brother Cheng clearly being the next Dragon Emperor, it was only fitting he was entitled to it.

However, he didn't quite fancy this Dragon Cave.

In front of Cang Ji, Yikong, and others, he boldly transformed it into a magnificent and luxurious palace.

The Ancestral Dragon Cave holds immense significance.

Previously, when the descendants of the Azure Dragon Race came here, they treaded carefully, fearful of damaging anything.

But now this brother…

Faced with this, the high-ranking members of the Dragon Race could only turn a blind eye, pretending they hadn't seen it.

There was no alternative; Brother Cheng was too important to them.

At that moment, a Cyan Dragon hurriedly came to report that the other two great dragon races had come to offer their congratulations.

They were already waiting outside the Azure Dragon Valley.

"Who all have come?"

"From the Golden Dragon, Candle Dragon, and Fire Dragon clans, each sent one Quasi-Emperor and several Dragon Kings over."

Cang Ji nodded, considering it a gesture of respect.

"What about the Cyan Dragon side?"

"The seventh son of the Cyan Dragon Emperor, Profound Light, has come."

"The Seventh Prince, isn't he just a Dragon Venerable?"

The Cyan Dragon Emperor, unlike the other two Dragon Emperors, has many offspring.

A dragon has nine sons, each differing from the other. The Cyan Dragon Emperor's offspring number over thirty.

This Seventh Prince has relatively low talent; to date, he's only reached the Dragon Venerable level in cultivation.

But nonetheless, being a prince of the Cyan Dragon Race, his status suffices.

"What about the Yinglong and Cloud Dragon clans?"

"They each sent an Immortal King."

"What?"

Cang Ji immediately felt a bit discomforted.

"Every time the Cyan Dragon Emperor has a dragon child, we send a Quasi-Emperor to personally congratulate them. Now that our Nine Patterns genius has returned, how can they be so perfunctory?"

Yikong also said angrily, "Indeed, this shows they clearly look down on us."

Mo Yang sighed, "Forget it, back when Ao Yang of the Golden Dragon clan returned, they only sent a Dragon King to congratulate him. At least this time, they sent two, plus a prince."

"After all, in the view of the Cyan Dragon Race, we aren't worthy of mention alongside them."

It's inevitable.

After the continuous battles of ancient times, more than half of the Three Great Dragon Races were devastated.

At their peak, each of the Three Great Dragon Races had a Dragon Emperor, with nearly a hundred Quasi-Emperors under them.

Currently, on the Azure Dragon side, only Cang Ji and Cangqiong are holding the fort as Quasi-Emperors, while the Golden Dragon side is slightly better off, with Ao Yang making it four.

As for the Cyan Dragon side, the Cyan Dragon Emperor is still alive.

Under him, there are still eight Quasi-Emperors from the Cyan Dragon Race alone.

With such a comparison of powers, the three sides aren't even on the same level.

Over these billions of years, the Cyan Dragon Race has considered themselves the orthodox of the Dragon Race, believing they are carrying the other two along and preserving the glory of the Dragon Race.

With such a mindset, it's no wonder they look down on the other two races.

"Alright, let's go meet them."

Cang Ji just casually grumbled, but in reality, he was already used to it.

"I won't be going."

Brother Cheng was busy; he wanted more to connect with his group of disciples soon.

As for meeting other dragon races?

Was there really a need?

Just a bunch of dragons, not like they were beauties, why bother making a special appearance?

Furthermore, he had just caught on that the Cyan Dragon Race didn't seem to hold this side in high esteem, so he was even less interested.

"Ah?"

Cang Ji, Yikong, Mo Yang, and other high-ranking members were stunned.

"Why not go?"

"There's not really any point; you can meet them on my behalf."

"How can that be right?"

Cang Ji had to earnestly persuade this 'young ancestor': "They came for you, to congratulate you!"

"Shuaicheng, just give them some face..."

"Yeah, you're the main character today."

"If you don't show up, then this celebration loses its meaning."

They still hoped Brother Cheng would make an appearance and show off those Nine Patterns to truly shock the other two great clans.

After all, the Azure Dragon Race had been in decline for too long, and they needed this joyous event to boost morale.

Dragons do love grandeur.

"No, no, I prefer to keep a low profile, making a fortune quietly."

Brother Cheng repeatedly waved his hand: "Just consider me a secret weapon, maintain the mystery, isn't it better if others can't see through us?"

The dragons had no words to counter.

His return would soon be spread across all the tribes of the Demon Realm, still a secret weapon?

Keeping a low profile was no longer possible.

"But if you don't go out to meet them, it seems disrespectful to the guests."

"Especially since they brought gifts..."

"Gifts?"

Brother Cheng, who didn't want to go initially, suddenly had his eyes light up.

"Ahem!"

"Given they are so sincere, I think it's quite necessary to meet them!"

Isn't that too direct?

The dragons once again had no words to counter.

They realized that without some benefits, it was impossible to move this rising star of the Azure Dragon Race.

Cang Ji suddenly thought that the issue of educating the youth needed serious attention.

Accompanied by a group of high-ranking members, maintaining his Azure Dragon True Body, Brother Cheng arrived at the Azure Dragon Valley's main hall for receiving guests.

Then, he saw his three old acquaintances, Mo Chen, Shan Tai, and Wei Miao.

Mixed in among those gargantuan dragons, the three seemed quite small.

Yet he had come here for them, and how could he miss them?

After a long time without meeting, looking at their familiar faces, he felt a rare surge of excitement in his heart.

He almost reverted to human form right there for a touching reunion scene.

But thinking they were so close, there was no need to rush, especially since he hadn't received the gifts yet.

His appearance stirred the scene into a fervor.

Initially, the Golden Dragon and Cyan Dragon races didn't quite believe there was truly a Nine Patterns Cyan Dragon.

Now, seeing with their own eyes and feeling the intense bloodline pressure, they had to believe.

On-site, whether it was the Golden, Candle, or Fire Dragons or other lower-rank dragon races, all were stunned.

Following this was a clamor of uproar.

"It's actually a Nine Patterns!"

"How can one achieve bloodline perfection without being a Dragon Emperor?"

"This is simply a miracle!"

"It seems the Azure Dragon Race is truly going to rise."

"This talent is more terrifying than the three Dragon Emperors!"

"Hmph!"

In the overwhelming waves of shock, Brother Cheng gained a lot of shock value, but suddenly a cold snort emerged.

Then, Seventh Prince Profound Light of the Cyan Dragon said disdainfully, "He's not an Emperor yet; who knows if he'll even live to see that day."

"To say he's more terrifying than the three Dragon Emperors, doesn't that make you afraid your words will be blown away?"

Because of these two sentences, the previously lively atmosphere suddenly chilled.

Indeed, comparing Brother Cheng to the Dragon Emperors now was premature.

But the words were too harsh—practically cursing him to an early death, and if it were anyone else, Cang Ji would have struck long ago.

However, he was a son of the Dragon Emperor, so they had to pretend not to hear it.

Brother Cheng glanced sideways at Profound Light, who was merely a Dragon Venerable of the Four-Corner Cyan Dragon, quite courageous indeed.

This kind of 'dragon clan scion' hardly stirred any emotion in him anymore.

Moreover, the much-anticipated gift-giving session was about to begin.

"The Golden Dragon Race congratulates the return of the Nine Patterns Cyan Dragon, with a gift of ten million taels of gold!"

Thud!

Brother Cheng almost fell off the dragon seat.

What?

Did he hear wrong?

Ten million taels of gold?

In the mortal world, that would be astronomical wealth of an astonishing magnitude.

But the problem was, this is the cultivation realm!

What use is gold?

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