Dragon King’s Son-In-Law

“How come there are so many of them?” Hao Ren looked at the sky in surprise.

Zhao Yanzi’s birthday party had gathered most of the water-elemental cultivators, but they were outnumbered by the group Hao Ren saw around the Nine Dragon Palace.

He estimated more than 500 cultivators were hovering around the Nine Dragon Palace.

“There are more coming so get used to the sight. You’d better go and buy breakfast,” Su Han said coolly.

“Ok…” Hao Ren took a deep breath before taking Little White out of Su Han’s apartment.

Anyway, if anything happened, there were masters like Su Han who would handle it. Besides, the Nine Dragon Palace didn’t belong to East Ocean, and such a scene repeated itself every fifty years. It was nothing to be surprised about.

Walking a “lion” in the morning was a luxury that not everyone could afford. Little White had returned to its original magnificent form. It was quite a sight to walk such a huge “dog.”

On the way, Labradors, Great Pyrenees, golden retrievers, Dalmatians all gave ways to Little White.

Little White walked majestically with its head high, temporarily forgetting its cute and adorable ways.

The girls who were on their way to school all gathered around it, admiring its snow-white silky fur with surprise and envy.

They were not afraid of the big version Little White. Instead, they offered their own breakfast, such as sausages and bread, to it.

Little White accepted all their food, swallowing the delicacies happily. In exchange, it let the girls touch and hug it.

Hao Ren was surprised that the girls liked Little White regardless of its size. He began to envy this creature.

With a full belly, Little White wagged its big tail and followed Hao Ren to a nearby restaurant.

He bought three packs of pork and vegetable wontons. After a moment of consideration, he purchased two bags of frozen dumplings for Su Han and Zhao Yanzi for lunch.

Hao Ren was about to return to Su Han’s apartment with Little White when a white light flashed, and a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe appeared, cupping his hands at him. “Are you a disciple of the Sky Mountain Sect?”

Hao Ren stared at him in surprise while Little White stood beside him with wide eyes.

When Hao Ren didn’t answer, he continued, “Are you a young disciple of the Yuan Generation? I’m a good friend of your master, Lu Gaoyang. I’ll take you back!”

Hao Ren looked at him in mounting astonishment and shook his head.

“You are not a disciple of the Sky Mountain Sect?” The man was confused. He backed up several steps and murmured, “Strange. You obviously have five-element essence root and even have a snow lion with you. Am I wrong about you?”

He didn’t dare to stay long. Staring at Hao Ren for a few seconds, he vanished.

Baffled, Hao Ren looked at Little White by his side, and Little White looked back at him in confusion.

Snow lion; Sky Mountain Sect… Suddenly, Hao Ren understood.

Was it possible those cultivators around the Nine Dragon Palace were not all from Dragon Tribe?

The Nine Dragon Palace had dropped from Fifth Heaven to First Heaven, and according to Zhao Hongyu, the ancient cultivation sects were living in Fifth Heaven and above.

The Nine Dragon Palace was concealed in Fifth Heaven, which meant that the cultivation sects living on Fifth Heaven had been coveting it for a long time!

With three packs of wontons and two bags of frozen dumplings in hands, Hao Ren hurried back to Su Han’s apartment.

Zhao Yanzi was already up, though still tired. At the sight of Zhao Yanzi, Little White immediately shrunk to its mini size before jumping into her arms.

It purred adorably and rubbed its furry head against Zhao Yanzi’s chest.

Hao Ren picked up a piece of candy and threw it at Little White’s head to stop its behavior.

“The three packs of wontons are breakfast, and the two bags of dumplings are your lunch.” Hao Ren turned to Su Han. “Can you cook the dumplings?”

Su Han gave him a dirty look. Although she hadn’t learned to fry eggs, she could cook dumplings since it was quite similar to cooking instant noodles.

Her faked anger revealed another side of her that was rarely seen in public.

“Su Han, the cultivators who are trying to break into the Nine Dragon Palace are not all from the Dragon Tribe, right?” Hao Ren continued to ask.

“As a primeval palace, the Nine Dragon Palace is not the private property of the four ocean dragon palaces. The other clans don’t want to offend them by pointing it out due to the great power of the four ocean dragon palaces and the fact that they know the ways of opening the palace. As to the cultivation sects, they are here to fish in troubled waters,” Su Han said, eating a warm wonton.

Zhao Yanzi blinked, not understanding what they were talking about.

However, Hao Ren had his own interest in Sky Mountain Sect which was the expert in growing seven-colored snow lotuses. They probably know how to grow the 10,000-year snow lotus.

“But the cultivation sects don’t dare to mess around under Fifth Heaven, and they don’t even dare to land on the ground. Otherwise, they will break the rules and can’t make a fuss if they are killed on land,” Su Han continued as if to comfort him.

Hao Ren nodded, understanding why the middle-aged cultivator had come and gone in such a hurry. If he stayed too long on land, he would be in danger.

Fifth Heaven was the dividing line. The human cultivators and their sects lived above it, and the dragon cultivators governed the land and ocean under the Fifth Heaven. Of course, it was not a strict restriction. The powerful ones like Zhao Kuo could still push the boundary and fly up into Seventh Heaven as long as he didn’t break the rules of the Heaven. However, if they reached Eighth Heaven, they may activate powerful Heaven Tribulation.

Only the gold-elemental dragon cultivators, which were the smallest group among the Dragon Tribe, could reach Eighth Heaven. The privilege was given to them because one of their elders had passed the Heavenly Tribulation and become a Heavenly Dragon in the past hundreds of years.

Hao Ren finished his bowl of wantons. He stood up to say goodbye to Su Han.

Zhao Yanzi fidgeted in her seat at the dinner table, but she finally stood up and walked Hao Ren to the door with Su Han. With a blush, she avoided looking at Hao Ren.

“It was just a kiss!” Thinking of her previous bold talks and her current bashfulness, Hao Ren couldn’t help grinning.

“You take your rest here for the day. If you parents don’t come back, you can live here for a few days,” Hao Ren instructed.

Su Han glanced at Hao Ren, amazed that he was making the arrangements without consulting her first. However, despite the slight disturbance it would bring to her cultivation, she liked Zhao Yanzi and didn’t mind her living here while she was sick, and her parents were absent.

“I’ll come and see you when I’m free in the evening,” looking at Zhao Yanzi standing at the door with her head lowered and hands clutched, Hao Ren told her.

“I don’t want you to come and see me!” Zhao Yanzi lifted her head abruptly, baring her little canine teeth.

“Little White, what are you doing?” Little White was still moving around Zhao Yanzi’s feet. Hao Ren bent down and picked it up by its ears before tossing it into his hidden space.

“I’m off now!” Hao Ren walked to the elevator without looking back.