VHBF -Chapter 184 The Evil Dragon Daddy (End)

“Mercy, Venerable One!”

“Please spare us…”

After a series of great battles, Dragon City had been reduced almost entirely to ruins. Only the Divine Dragon statue still stood tall and unyielding.

The war against the alien race had just ended. Everyone—some sitting, some standing—had completely surrounded the defeated alien rabble.

It was rather karmic, really. When these aliens first arrived, they had come in a vast, dark mass—at least a million strong. Now, only a few tens of thousands remained, all tied together with demon-binding ropes from spiritual artifacts, sprawled on the ground like sacks of rags.

As for why such karma had befallen them, and why the aliens’ numbers had dropped so sharply, the believers secretly glanced toward the Dragon Lord, who was holding in his arms a chubby little master already sleeping soundly. Their little Highness—the one who was so adorable it made people melt even when she slept and blew bubbles!

This karma had been created by none other than the little Highness and the Dragon Lord himself, this father–daughter pair.

The scene had been a bit too brutal. One sweep of a dragon’s tail at a time, batch after batch—all of them had been thrown into the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda contributed by the Daoist sects.

Compared to the people of the Fantasy Continent, who had long since followed the Dragon Lord, the cultivators from the cultivation continent appeared much more restrained, their expressions tinged with awkwardness.

If one counted back tens of thousands of years, they had once opposed Ao Su, shouting for his death and labeling him the number one evil dragon of the continent. Yet today, they had fought side by side with him. Not only that—they had relied on the dragon and his offspring to save the people of the entire continent and preserve their own territories.

Thus, at this moment, they stood in silence, not daring to utter a word, waiting for the dragon to pass judgment.

Ao Su squatted down and asked, “That great war ten thousand years ago—were you also the ones stirring trouble from behind the scenes?”

At first, the aliens hesitated, unwilling to speak. Ao Su condensed a ball of flame in his hand, and their faces instantly changed as they begged for mercy. This flame, imbued with dragon breath, was a yang-aligned fire—their natural nemesis. During the recent chaotic battle, they had suffered greatly from this dragon-breath fire, and it was precisely because of it that they had been defeated so quickly.

Under the threat of dragon fire, one minor general finally broke down, collapsing to the ground and crying out, “I’ll talk! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!”

“D-Dragon Lord, this is a long story.”

“Then take your time,” Ao Su said calmly. “I have plenty of time.”

All the cultivators of the continent listened together as an unbelievable conspiracy was revealed.

“We… we come from the Heaven-Abandoned Continent. That place is covered everywhere in black marshlands, where nothing grows year-round, shrouded in yin energy. It is a land forsaken by the Heavenly Dao!”

“But who could have known that after Pangu split heaven and earth, we were once also citizens of the Illusory Origin Continent? Later, the Heavenly Dao expelled us, exiling our entire race to the Heaven-Abandoned Continent to fend for ourselves.”

“You’ve missed one point,” Ao Su said. “You are Sea Demons.”

“How—how did you know?”

Ao Su replied, “Dragon clan records once noted that the Sea Demon race fed on human flesh and blood and possessed extremely strong reproductive abilities. After heaven and earth were first formed, there was a time when the Sea Demons nearly drove humanity to extinction. The ancient gods originally intended to impose the crime of extermination and wipe the Sea Demons out completely to preserve the human race.”

“Do you know why you were able to survive, and why you were relocated to another realm?”

“At the dawn of creation, the Heavenly Dao acted immaturely, yet fairly and with compassion. It stopped the gods, saying that all things have their reason for existence, and exiled you to another realm instead. Although the Heaven-Abandoned Continent has a harsh environment, it is rich in yin energy. Thus, even without feeding on human flesh and blood, the Sea Demon race could survive by consuming the yin energy of heaven and earth.”

Ao Su’s words left the Sea Demons stunned. They had always known that they were abandoned by the Heavenly Dao because they slaughtered humans wantonly and fed on their flesh and blood. They believed the Heavenly Dao had favored humanity and thus cast them out to perish. They had never known there was such an underlying truth.

“Venerable One… y-you’re saying this is true?”

One green-haired Sea Demon, who seemed to be their leader, said with a mournful face, “Our ancestors were indignant. After planning for tens of thousands of years, they finally devised a method. Since the Heavenly Dao expelled us and we could not return to the Illusory Origin Continent, we pooled the power of our entire race over tens of millions of years to create a Heaven-Capturing Divine Artifact to replace it.”

“Every Sea Demon, before dying, would cast their divine soul and flesh into the artifact. Ten thousand years ago, the artifact was completed. General Red Sea used it to seize the Heavenly Dao and, borrowing its power, disguised himself as the Heavenly Dao. What happened afterward… you already know.”

“So you pretended to be the Heavenly Dao,” Ao Su said, “using its power as a pretext to spread rumors and incite cultivators to kill me?”

“And why was that?”

“B-because the elders of our race divined that you are the Child of Fortune of this world, and also the most talented divine dragon the Dragon Clan has produced in tens of thousands of years. We wanted to return and reclaim the continent, and we feared you would ruin our plans. A-and besides, our Sea Demon race is of yin alignment. We cannot contend with you, so we had no choice but to resort to this strategy…”

Hearing this, everyone present finally understood. So it had all been the Sea Demons plotting to seize the continent. Ten thousand years ago, the entire continent had been deceived—including those venerables who had died and those who had already ascended. All of them had been toyed with by these damned Sea Demons and used as pawns!

The cultivators’ faces flushed red with shame. They had… they had actually harbored hostility toward Ao Su for ten thousand years, steadfastly holding a Dragon-Slaying Assembly every hundred years, all in an attempt to eliminate him…

According to what these creatures said, they had refrained from acting rashly precisely because they feared Ao Su’s existence. They had laid layer upon layer of traps solely out of fear that Ao Su would interfere. If—if Ao Su had not existed—would they not have long since seized the continent without restraint?

Would they even still be alive now?

At this very moment, the more the cultivators thought about it, the more unbearable their sense of disgrace became. As cultivators, they should have been free of desire, with clear minds and tranquil hearts. Yet because of selfish desires, they had been manipulated by an alien race, unable to distinguish right from wrong. Everyone’s heart trembled, and they suddenly felt their spiritual platforms dim.

They knew that a heart demon had already taken shape. If they could not sort out right and wrong, discern the truth, and attain true understanding, then this heart demon would inevitably accompany them through every future breakthrough. Wanting to cultivate the Great Dao after that would be extremely difficult!

Several Mahayana-stage ancestors spat blood. All those decades of toil, all for ascension—had it all been for nothing?

The Dao Sect’s ancestor suppressed the surging qi and blood and asked, “Then what about those venerables who successfully ascended back then?”

If everything was their doing, then why were those old ancestors still able to ascend?

The Sea Demon leader gave a mocking laugh. Those greedy little people… “Them? They’ve been dead for a long time!”

“The stairway connecting the Illusory Origin Continent to the Upper Realm was tampered with by us long ago. Ascension my ass. They were used as nourishment—eaten by us.”

As he spoke, he even smacked his lips in reminiscence. “Human flesh is still the tastiest—blood is sweet, meat is fresh. And cultivators, especially those with higher cultivation, their flesh and blood taste even better. Extra delicious, and hugely nourishing! Way better than any so-called tonic pills!”

“I—!” The Dao Sect ancestor trembled with rage. His eyes rolled back, and unable to bear the shock of the truth, he fainted on the spot.

At a critical moment, it was still the dragon who remained clear-headed. “Where is the Heavenly Dao now? What did you do to it?”

Every question Ao Su asked hit the mark. These Sea Demons dared to deceive cultivators, but they did not dare spout nonsense to Ao Su. Yet this question…

They looked troubled as they glanced at the tiny dragon sleeping soundly in the dragon’s arms.

“It—it was… eaten by the Little Dragon Venerable…”

Ao Su: “……”

Everyone: “……”

This had really gotten out of hand. Eaten by the little milk-dragon???

The little palace lord ate the Heavenly Dao?!?!

Can she even digest it? Everyone recalled how the little palace lord had happily munched on chunks of heavenly lightning, and they all fell silent.

If the Heavenly Dao had been eaten by the little palace lord, wouldn’t the Illusory Origin Continent be left without a Heavenly Dao from now on? Wouldn’t that plunge everything into chaos?!

The Sea Demon leader also felt utterly miserable and said awkwardly, “Th-that time, we had just arrived here, and the Little Dragon Venerable swallowed the Heavenly Dao.”

Ao Su recalled how these Sea Demons had suddenly appeared and startled the little eggling, who had instinctively stuffed the last strip of blood lightning from her chubby paw into her mouth and chewed on it.

“…But—but wasn’t that your damned general or something?”

“Yeah, he even pretended to be the Heavenly Dao to scare the little palace lord!”

The believers defended the little milk-dragon.

The Sea Demon said, “That was indeed our Sea Night Demon General, but… after so many years of hijacking the Heavenly Dao and borrowing its power, the Sea Night Demon General has always been inseparable from it. The Heavenly Dao’s will was captured by a Heaven-Capturing Divine Artifact. Its consciousness is now chaotic, and every action is controlled by the Sea Night Demon General. So—so the Heavenly Dao has always been with the demon general. It—it might have always been inside that Heaven-Capturing Artifact at his side…”

Everyone: “……”

So the Heavenly Dao was imprisoned inside the artifact, the artifact was on that damned Sea Demon general, and that Sea Demon was hiding inside the blood lightning and got gulped down by the little palace lord in one bite—which meant the little palace lord had also swallowed the Heavenly Dao in one gulp…

Ao Su’s brow twitched. He suddenly realized that the inheritance his eggling had awakened was anything but simple—it was downright defying the heavens. She had swallowed even the Heavenly Dao. What on earth would his eggling not be able to do?

He lowered his head to look at the eggling in his arms. She was sleeping soundly, breathing softly through her little mouth, her two chubby cheeks rosy, sleeping deep and sweet.

His heart softened. His eggling was still so young, yet all these events had exhausted her—helping him withstand tribulation lightning, saving people, and fighting the Sea Demons. His eggling was the most outstanding little dragon there was. No one could compare!

Ao Su turned around, carrying his eggling toward the Dragon Palace. It didn’t matter that the Dragon Palace had been destroyed into ruins—there was an underground city below. He would take the eggling there to rest for a while.

Everyone stared blankly at the tall man’s retreating back. He was just… leaving like that??

“Dragon Venerable, the Heavenly Dao is still in the little palace lord’s belly!”

“Please don’t go! Hurry and think of a way to save the Heavenly Dao from the little palace lord’s stomach!”

“Dragon Venerable, please wait for us!!!”

The cultivators shouted desperately from behind. Without the Heavenly Dao, how would they cultivate in the future? How would they ascend? Wouldn’t the whole world descend into chaos?!

Without the Heavenly Dao overseeing the rules, bad people wouldn’t be struck by heavenly lightning, breakthroughs wouldn’t require tribulations, oath-breakers would no longer be restrained by the laws of heaven and earth… With all that, wouldn’t the Illusory Origin Continent fall into complete disorder?

The believers, on the other hand, cheerfully followed along. They wanted to sleep too! After fighting so many battles in a row, they were exhausted!

The remaining tens of thousands of Sea Demons became punching bags for the cultivators. They were swarmed and beaten half to death on the spot, then all locked up inside the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

Yinyin had a dream.

She dreamed of a boy about the same size as her, wearing a golden bellyband, with a golden crown he loved to wear on his head. His eyes were big, his nose small, his lips red—he was especially good-looking.

It had been a long time since she’d seen a child her own age, and Yinyin felt a little excited. She scooted over, wanting to get to know this pretty little friend. “Who are you?”

The boy sat cross-legged, tilted his head up, and his gaze was lost. “I—I don’t remember.”

“Then what’s your name?”

The boy said, “I don’t have a name.”

Yinyin showed a sympathetic expression and reached out her chubby little hand to pat his head in comfort. “I’m Yinyin. My daddy is a dragon—super, super awesome, the most awesome and best-looking in the whole world!”

“Yinyin is also a dragon—the second most awesome in the whole world. Very awesome!”

After boasting, Yinyin remembered something and said, “It’s okay if you don’t remember. From now on, you can be a dragon too.”

“A really awesome dragon, just like us!”

“I’ll teach you spells, flying, bubble-blowing. You’ll become really awesome too!”

The boy’s hesitant, confused eyes brightened. He cautiously reached out and hooked his fingers around Yinyin’s chubby little finger, pursed his lips shyly, and said, “Okay.”

The cultivators and believers were nearly frantic. Ever since the little palace lord had been carried back to rest by the Dragon Venerable the day before yesterday, she still hadn’t woken up. They had thought she’d wake after a nap and they could quickly resolve the Heavenly Dao issue—but instead, the little palace lord slept on and on without waking. What were they supposed to do now?!

Two days were enough for these cultivators, burdened with cultivation, to rebuild an entire city. The cultivators were extraordinarily proactive, and in order to atone for their past sins, they took on the reconstruction of the Dragon Palace themselves. They even dug into their own pockets, pulling out all the good stuff they’d hoarded in their spatial rings and placing it in the Dragon Palace.

Now this Dragon Palace had floors made of thousand-year dark jade, beams made of ten-thousand-year divine wood. Spirit stones were placed on all sides, with spirit-gathering formations set up. Everywhere glittered with gemstones and rare treasures beloved by dragons—more luxurious than even the abodes of great powers in secret realms!

They gathered in the Dragon Palace, pacing anxiously in circles. Inside the palace, that little milk dumpling was still sleeping soundly, no matter how they tried to wake her—she just wouldn’t wake up!