Chapter 659: True Dragon Emperor

As they watched the group from the Flood Dragon Clan leave, a sorrowful look appeared on the faces of Jiao Wei and the others!

Only they knew the truth: the Nether Life Pill had been obtained. The Clan Leader’s injuries would soon be healed, and the Flood Dragon Clan would only grow stronger, not fall into decline.

Unfortunately, those clan members couldn’t wait and had chosen to leave.

However, they only pitied them; they didn’t feel sorry for them. If they couldn’t endure the hardships during the clan’s time of crisis, what right did they have to share in its good fortune?

Jiao Peng, Jiao Weii, Jiao Wei, and everyone else who knew the truth were certain of one thing. Though the deserters claimed to have no regrets, a day would come when they would regret their decision—and that day would come very soon!

After a long while, they finally retracted their gazes and turned to look at Ye Wushuang.

This very outsider had saved them. He had saved their Flood Dragon Clan.

"Clan Leader, this is Ye Wushuang, the great benefactor of our Flood Dragon Clan."

Jiao Peng said solemnly to Jiao Ming.

Upon hearing this, Jiao Ming and the venerable powerhouses beside him all turned to Ye Wushuang, their gazes sharp and filled with surprise.

"Young Master Ye, I feel a special pressure emanating from you. This pressure seems to be Dragon Power. May I ask what relationship you have with the Dragon Race?"

Jiao Ming’s words stunned everyone present.

The Dragon Race. They were Overlord Level beings, ranked even above Saint Sages, powerful enough to battle heaven and earth.

As for their Flood Dragon Clan, who possessed a trace of the Dragon Race’s bloodline, the ultimate goal of their Cultivation was to one day reach the level of a True Spirit Divine Dragon.

Therefore, the two words "Dragon Race" had an immense impact on everyone.

"Heh heh, not bad, little Flood Dragon. You’ve got a good eye!"

The moment Jiao Ming finished speaking, the Dragon Cat appeared in a flash on Ye Wushuang’s shoulder!

It instantly captured the attention of everyone from the Flood Dragon Clan.

Just like Jiao Wei and the others before them, their gazes landed on the small dragon horns atop the Dragon Cat’s head.

"Nothing to see here. Lord Cat is just a bit too handsome. Try not to worship me."

Faced with their stares, the Dragon Cat grew smug. Though its words feigned modesty, its little cat heart was reveling in the feeling of being intensely admired.

"You are..."

Jiao Ming opened his mouth, about to ask something.

"Doubt no more. Lord Cat is a pure-bred Dragon Cat, the ultimate form of the Dragon Race’s evolution. And remember, no worshiping."

The Dragon Cat tilted its head up high and glanced away with a disdainful air. It was a posture that seemed to say, ’I don’t seek to move the world with my looks, only to astound it with my swagger!’

Its tail was already sticking straight up in the air!

Its repeated insistence not to be worshiped was enough to make anyone want to smack it.

However, this ridiculous claim of being the "ultimate form of the Dragon Race’s evolution" still made the members of the Flood Dragon Clan shudder. The Dragon Race was already a terrifying existence; how powerful would they be if they evolved further?

’This cat before us... no, this Dragon Cat... is it a more advanced form of the Dragon Race?’

’Kneel and worship Lord Cat already!’

The Dragon Cat glanced back at the stunned members of the Flood Dragon Clan, urging them on in its mind.

"Enjoying yourself, are you?"

Suddenly, a soft voice spoke right next to the Dragon Cat’s ear.

The Dragon Cat nodded instinctively.

But it quickly sensed that something was amiss. It turned its head and saw Ye Wushuang watching it with a smile!

"AHEM, AHEM!"

Seeing the look, it cleared its throat and hurriedly added, "But Lord Cat isn’t the most incredible one here. See him? Do you know who he is?"

It said, pointing at Ye Wushuang.

The others looked over, confused. As the Flood Dragon Clan Leader, Jiao Ming had a better idea than most about Ye Wushuang’s identity.

He immediately spoke up. "Regarding Young Master Ye’s identity, if I’m not mistaken, he must be His Highness, Young Emperor Ye of the Grand Emperor Country!"

"Wrong!"

The moment he finished, the Dragon Cat shot him down without the slightest hesitation.

"Wrong?"

Jiao Ming was taken aback. A flicker of curiosity crossed his face. ’Could it be that Ye Wushuang has another, even more special identity?’

But the Dragon Cat deliberately fell silent.

Now, even Ye Wushuang was startled. ’What other identity do I have?’ he wondered.

He too turned to look at the Dragon Cat.

Having successfully captured Ye Wushuang’s attention, the Dragon Cat finally spoke with great solemnity. "Lord Cat isn’t afraid to tell you the truth! He is, in fact, the True Emperor of the Dragon Race, the one and only Emperor! The future overlord of heaven and earth, an invincible being in the entire universe..."

True Emperor?

Jiao Ming’s expression turned strange. If he had found the Dragon Cat’s previous words somewhat credible, these new additions reduced that credibility to zero. ’The overlord of heaven and earth? Can one just make up such titles?’

However, as Jiao Ming took a closer look at Ye Wushuang, he was shocked to discover that the young man did indeed possess an imperial bearing!

It wasn’t just him; the other venerable powerhouses felt it too and stared intently at Ye Wushuang.

At this, Ye Wushuang’s face darkened.

’Hmph, after all that sucking up from Lord Cat, I doubt this kid can talk his way out of it now.’

The Dragon Cat was gloating internally. ’Besides,’ it thought, ’the heavens won’t strike me down for a little bragging!’

Ye Wushuang shot the Dragon Cat a glare before turning to the others. "Clan Leader Jiao, don’t listen to its nonsense. There’s no such thing as a True Dragon Emperor!"

"Believe it or not,"

the Dragon Cat muttered under its breath, which only made Jiao Ming and the others more convinced. The more mysterious the Dragon Cat acted, the more they believed its claims.

Of course, true or not, Ye Wushuang was definitely connected to the Dragon Race. That alone meant he could not be slighted.

"Young Master Ye, regardless of the truth, you are an honored guest of our Flood Dragon Hall. My apologies that you had to witness such an unsightly affair so soon after your arrival."

Thinking Ye Wushuang was unwilling to reveal his true identity, Jiao Ming changed the subject.

"It’s of no concern."

Ye Wushuang gave a small smile. "If anything, I am the one who is intruding."

"Nonsense, Young Master Ye," Jiao Ming replied courteously. "Jiao Wei, please escort Young Master Ye to Wolong Hall to rest. I will come find you after I’ve handled matters here."

"Yes, Clan Leader!"

Jiao Wei nodded and led Ye Wushuang toward Wolong Hall.

"Remember to bring Lord Cat a few Medicine Kings! Lord Cat is hungry!"

the Dragon Cat yelled, making itself completely at home as if it owned the place.

PTOO!

After Ye Wushuang had disappeared from view, Jiao Ming opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood.

"Clan Leader!"

Seeing this, the expressions of the venerable powerhouses changed drastically.

"I’m fine. I can hold on for a few more days. For now, set up our defenses and prevent an attack from the Mad Shark Clan. If my dao falls, the entire Flood Dragon Clan is to retreat to Flood Dragon Bay."

Jiao Ming’s face was pale. Forcing himself to attack earlier had aggravated his injuries.

"Clan Leader, the Flood Dragon Clan will not retreat,"

Jiao Peng said firmly, stepping forward.

"Enough, Jiao Peng. Go and make the arrangements." Jiao Ming didn’t give it much thought. He called out to Jiao Peng, then turned with the other venerable powerhouses to begin setting up the defenses.

Seeing this, Jiao Peng gave a wry smile. "Clan Leader, what I mean is, I already have a way to treat your injuries. We don’t need to worry about the Mad Shark Clan’s threat."

"What?"

At his words, Jiao Ming and the other powerhouses whipped their heads around, as if they hadn’t heard him correctly.

Jiao Peng stepped forward. "Clan Leader, didn’t you say that the Nether Life Pill could treat your injuries? I’ve obtained one."

"You obtained a Nether Life Pill? Jiao Peng, you can’t joke about something like this, not at a time like this."

Jiao Ming’s heart seized, thinking Jiao Peng was joking. However, when he saw the Jade Box in Jiao Peng’s hand, his mouth snapped shut, and he was rendered nearly speechless.

The Nether Life Pill!

As the Flood Dragon Clan Leader, how could he not recognize it?

"You... Where did you get this?"

Jiao Ming’s breathing grew ragged, and the powerhouses beside him were overcome with elation. With this pill, their crisis could be averted.

"Young Master Ye slew the Deep Sea Nether Turtle and gave this to our Flood Dragon Clan as a gift."

Jiao Peng held nothing back and explained everything.

"A great kindness indeed! When Jiao Peng mentioned a benefactor earlier, I didn’t pay it much mind. So this is what he meant. He truly saved our entire clan. If that doesn’t make him a benefactor, I don’t know what does!"

After learning the truth, one of the venerable powerhouses sighed deeply, his gaze turning toward the distant Wolong Hall, his eyes filled with gratitude.