VHBF -Chapter 179 The Evil Dragon Daddy (Part 10)

The Dark Cult Leader, who had just gotten some free time and was browsing the forums at his magical desk, had his face instantly darken. The assistant cautiously opened the forum as well—sure enough, the leader was being roasted by the masses again.

The Cult Leader truly never gave up. He persisted in showing his face on the forums again and again to court death, diligently playing the role of “the public’s most disliked man,” utterly unrepentant.

Because of this, the elders of the church had lectured him countless times, telling him to worry less. Thanks to him, the Dark Cult Leader’s public approval rating had dropped another percentage point this month, letting their mortal enemy—the Church of Light—pull ahead.

Yet the leader stubbornly went his own way. The assistant quietly retreated to the side, thinking that maybe if the Little Highness said something, it might work. As if he didn’t know—the leader had secretly joined the Little Highness’s fan support club and had even become one of its “elders”…

At this moment, the Yinyin being thought about by the Dark Church’s little assistant was in the Dragon Palace, diligently practicing a small spell taught by Nursemaid Alice—blowing bubbles.

Yinyin had been able to blow rainbow bubbles while still inside the eggshell, but after hatching, she inexplicably lost that skill, leaving her with great power yet no way to use it.

Alice patiently and carefully taught the little princess. The bubbles Alice conjured were blue, because her magic was water-aspected.

She believed that the little princess’s magic should be golden. She’d heard that before the Highness was born, her eggshell had been golden, and the light it emitted had also been golden. Thus, she thought the little princess’s spell effects should be dazzling gold as well—just like the princess’s true form, golden and incredibly beautiful.

Yinyin had already been practicing this spell for several days. It really wasn’t easy for her. With a human core, the little Yinyin had turned into a dragon and now had to adapt to all a dragon’s habits and learn to use magic.

That was a tiny bit difficult for the little Yinyin—but she worked very hard.

Today, she was still working very hard.

Alice’s gentle voice sounded. “Your Highness, use a little more force.”

Bang! The chubby Yinyin puffed up her little fat cheeks and tried hard… and spat out a ball of fire, nearly scorching Alice’s hair.

Alice: “……No, no, no, Your Highness, don’t use all your strength. You must remember that your power is inherited from your father, Lord Dragon Sovereign. You need to learn how to use it. For blowing bubbles, three parts of strength are enough.”

Learning to control her strength was very difficult for Yinyin. Another equally difficult thing was that dragons were usually either water- or fire-aspected, but this chubby Yinyin strangely possessed both. As a result, she often mixed up the two attributes. She had to choose the correct one and control her strength at the same time—far too hard for such a young Yinyin.

Embarrassed, Yinyin pressed her lips together, stretched out her chubby hand, and touched Alice’s scorched hair, looking dejected and guilty. “Sorry, Mama Alice… Yinyin is too stupid.”

“Oh, my dear little Highness, you underestimate yourself too much. Your potential is limitless. In a little while, you’ll be the most amazing treasure on the entire continent!”

As she spoke, Alice’s scorched hair instantly returned to normal. Yinyin’s eyes lit up. “Mama Alice, look!”

Alice lowered her head—and froze.

She hadn’t used any magic. How had the burned hair restored itself?

She couldn’t help but look at the little chubby hand clutching her hair guiltily. Alice exclaimed in surprise, “Could it be that Your Highness has also awakened a healing ability?”

Healing-type abilities were extremely rare on the continent. Usually only the Holy Son or Holy Maiden of the Church of Light possessed them, or high-ranking priests. Such people held exalted status—this was an exceptionally rare ability.

Alice summoned the court priest Locke to test it. Several injured small animals were, without exception, healed under Yinyin’s touch.

Alice’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Yinyin. “Little Highness, what are you thinking about when you use this ability?”

Because none of the incantations the priest taught her were used at all. She couldn’t recite those complex, unfamiliar spells—she simply placed her little chubby hand on the wound and gently stroked it, and the injury healed instantly.

This left Alice and the priest both shocked and delighted!

Yinyin looked at her little chubby palm and said matter-of-factly, “When it hurts from being injured, I just think it should get better quickly.”

Alice & Priest: “……”

Well then—if it worked like that, priests all over the world wouldn’t need to eat anymore!

This newly discovered, inadvertent ability of healing—requiring no incantations—soon caught the dragon’s attention.

Ao Su recalled that the wounds on his body, pierced for years by the Dragon-Binding Cords, had recently been healing at an unusually fast pace, faintly showing signs of closing.

One had to know that the Dragon-Binding Cords contained the power of the laws of heaven and earth. Once injured by them, full recovery was nearly impossible—at the very least, the wounds would never close. Yet recently, they truly seemed to be healing, and the constant, unceasing pain had already disappeared.

At night, Ao Su finally didn’t sleep quite so deeply. He had been recuperating lately and usually slept heavily to help his injuries and strength recover faster, even setting a sleep spell for himself.

Tonight was different. His eyes were closed, but he wasn’t actually asleep.

In the middle of the night, a soft, squishy little thing climbed onto his chest, carefully leaned over to take a look, then settled on his chest, pressing her little head against his injured spot. She blew gently and murmured in a baby-soft voice, “No pain, no pain… pain, fly away!”

She babbled for a bit. Then, seemingly tired, Yinyin simply flopped down on top of him and fell asleep, her cheek turned toward the wound.

Ao Su opened his eyes.

The mystery was finally solved.

After learning that Yinyin was a girl, Ao Su had refused to hold her while sleeping. But who would have thought that Yinyin had her own way—sneaking in while Daddy was asleep and even healing his injuries for him.

The arrogant dragon felt a numb, itchy sensation in his heart. It was probably just the wound healing, he thought.

Ao Su lay there with his eyes open, watching his cub sleep soundly, watching all night. When dawn approached, Yinyin opened her eyes, drowsily rubbed them, sniffed with a sleepy little nasal sound, then planted a soft kiss under Ao Su’s chin. “Good morning, Daddy!”

Dragon: “……”

The dragon felt that if the little cub did this a few more times, he might end up meeting those old bastards he’d beaten to death.

In his little notebook, the dragon wrote: “So raising a cub is actually this joyful—Raising-a-Cub Diary.”

“Day 108 after the birth of the great Dragon Sovereign Ao Su’s cub: Today, the Eggling secretly kissed me again. I’ve decided to forgive the fact that the Eggling is a bit of an idiot at learning magic.”

Yinyin finally learned her first spell in life—blowing bubbles!

She could finally blow bubbles. Blowing bubbles was not an easy thing; it required precise control of water-aspected magic and mastery of the correct amount of force. One slip, and it would turn into a disaster.

The Dragon Palace had flooded more than once before the little master learned how to blow bubbles…

Only Lady Alice could end up drenched like a drowned duck and still sincerely comfort the little Highness, telling her it was fine and that she was the best.

Perhaps that was exactly why the Dragon Sovereign had specifically chosen her to teach the little Highness small spells.

So the Dragon Palace’s maids thought.

The first thing Yinyin did after learning to blow bubbles was to go find Daddy to play—and show off her new spell.

Behind the Dragon Palace was a huge waterfall. The dragon moved through the water when a baby-soft voice called out, “Daddy, Daddy—!”

Upon seeing the dragon, Yinyin started blowing bubbles. The rainbow bubbles that had once shocked Alice continuously rose around Yinyin.

Ao Su: “……”

Logically speaking, the color manifested when using magic represented the user’s attribute. Yet strangely, although Yinyin had both water and fire attributes, the bubbles she produced were beautifully multicolored.

The dragon watched and watched, then laughed. His deep, hearty laughter filled the valley. The arrogant, cold dragon rarely laughed like this. Yinyin froze for a moment, then lifted her little chubby face and praised him, “Daddy looks so handsome when he smiles!”

And so, the entire Dragon City heard the Dragon Sovereign’s laughter. They all looked up blankly toward the Dragon Palace.

Later, from Alice, who had just left the palace, everyone learned that the little princess had not only awakened a healing ability, but had also mastered the first spell of her dragon life!

Truly a cause for celebration! The people decided to add an extra dish to dinner that night to celebrate and bless the little Highness!

When the Church of Light heard the news, they sent the Holy Maiden and elders over.

Standing below with earnest expressions, they said, “Lord Dragon Sovereign, you must understand—the little Highness has extraordinary talent in healing. She is a natural genius for learning light magic. You should not stop us from teaching her.”

“The things Alice teaches are useless. Only what truly suits the little Highness is the best!”

When the Dark Cult Leader heard this, he couldn’t help but snort coldly. How despicable!

Healing abilities were indeed more suited to the Church of Light’s magic. The Dark Church specialized in dark or destructive magic; other attributes couldn’t be learned. This made the Dark Cult Leader feel deeply regretful.

From the moment the Church of Light inexplicably stationed themselves in the Dragon Palace to teach the little princess magic, the other churches and clans of the Fantasy Continent could no longer sit still.

The Church of Light was too shameless! Taking advantage of proximity like this was utterly disgraceful! Now the little Highness not only called Alice “Mama,” she even called the Church of Light’s Holy Maiden “Holy Maiden Mama.” Just hearing it made the other churches furious!

After learning her first spell, Yinyin seemed to have her meridians fully opened—one insight leading to many. She learned other spells extremely quickly, often mastering several in a single day.

Especially healing-type light magic. This made the Holy Maiden and elders of the Church of Light adore the little Highness even more, declaring that she was destined for their Church of Light and born to learn their magic!

Thus, after the Dark Cult Leader, the Church of Light once again became the public enemy in the hearts of the people—and the romantic rivals of the little Highness’s loyal followers!

On the forums, the reputation of the Church of Light plummeted. People stopped chasing after the Dark Cult Leader and instead dragged out the usually low-key Light Cult Leader, Holy Maiden, Holy Son, and the rest to publicly flog them.

Alice Is My Love Rival: “To be honest, the ones I want to kill most right now are the Church of Light’s Holy Maiden and Elder Sta. I’ve decided to spare that little enchantress Alice.”

The Little Highness Is My One True Love: “I’ve decided to expose the true face of the Church of Light to Lord Dragon Sovereign. I have evidence that the Holy Maiden and Elder Sta are secretly members of the little Highness’s fan support club! Watch me reveal their alts—using public office for private gain is too disgusting!”

Dragon Sovereign Is Still So Handsome Today: “Who is it? Who dares try to steal my cub? Prepare to die!”

I Want to Steal the Highness: “The one above—you won’t be able to keep that ID.”

Dragon Sovereign Is Still So Handsome Today: “Likewise.”

…

Ever since the Dragon Sovereign brought the little Highness to the Fantasy Continent, everything had been thriving. The atmosphere became far more harmonious, and people grew even more obsessed with following the little princess. Fights and brawls became much rarer.

At the same time, however, the cultivator continent was in an uproar. They were troubled by the departure of the little golden dragon from their land—and were in the process of selecting candidates to be sent to the Fantasy Continent.