Chapter 1793: Naming Ineptitude Runs in the Family

Chapter 1793: Chapter 1793: Naming Ineptitude Runs in the Family

This dragon-shaped mark, isn’t it exactly the Demon Dragon’s Soul sealed within Xiang Qiu’s Great Sword, which was later devoured by the Chaos Heavenly Fire?

Mu Hanyan had a thought, and the cloak appeared on her body. She activated it according to the Heart Technique of the Divine Continent, and immediately, the cloak flashed with brilliant dark golden light. A giant dragon shadow also appeared behind her. However, instead of the heavy black, it was the same dark gold as the cloak. The scales were tightly connected, exuding a majestic aura.

Mu Hanyan and Ling Baobao looked at each other in astonishment. They hadn’t expected that the Chaos Heavenly Fire would also refine and imprint the Demon Dragon’s aura onto the Cangxuan Cloud Silk. Although it originated from the Demon Dragon, after being refined, this aura no longer had any connection to the Demon Dragon, merely adding a trace of Dragon Soul from thin air.

"This should truly be considered a Divine Artifact now, right?" Mu Hanyan asked.

Even though it was unknown how much this Dragon Soul could enhance the defensive power of the Cangxuan Cloud Silk, anyone could tell that a Magic Artifact with a Dragon Soul could no longer be considered ordinary.

"It should be, probably," Ling Baobao swallowed and said.

...

Divine Continent, at the vast wastelands’ edge, a cold wind swept through like a blade.

A man was gazing far into the distance, his vision seemingly piercing through the endless void, staying in another world.

A black giant dragon lay at his feet, as if in deep sleep.

If Mu Hanyan saw this scene, she would be greatly astonished. This black giant dragon looked exactly like the one sealed in Xiang Qiu’s Great Sword.

"Roar!" The Demon Dragon suddenly raised its head, roaring to the sky; its eyes emitted a blood-red light, ferocious and grim.

The man extended his hand, gently pressing it on the Demon Dragon’s head.

The Demon Dragon stopped roaring, lowered its head, appearing incredibly docile.

"Someone could refine your Dragon Soul; not simple, not simple at all." The man’s hand rested on the Demon Dragon’s head for a long time, speaking leisurely.

The Demon Dragon let out a low growl, showing a bit of reluctance and indignation in its eyes.

"Xiang Qiu is probably dead too, right? These weak ants, I bestowed the Demon Sword Dragon Soul and Supreme Battle Technique upon him, yet he was so easily slain." The man spoke to himself, disappointed.

The giant dragon let out another roar, its eyes showing disdain, obviously dismissive of the ants mentioned by its master.

"It seems I must go out in person; relying on these useless ones, I fear I’ll never return." The man said leisurely.

"Roar..." The Demon Dragon looked at the man, eyes full of reluctance.

"Don’t worry, you’ve guarded me for so many years; I won’t abandon you. But your wounds have not healed, and your strength hasn’t returned. Following me is too dangerous. Though they are ants, the top experts among them are still not ones you can handle now. Stay here obediently; when I find a way to help you recover your strength, I’ll come to find you." The man said. Despite the concern in his words, his voice was extraordinarily cold, devoid of any emotion.

The Demon Dragon slowly lowered its head again, entering a deep sleep; its body covered in scales gradually petrified, like a sculpture eroded by millions of years of wind and frost.

The man did not look back, striding toward the center of the Divine Continent.

...

After a long while, Mu Hanyan’s joyous mood slightly calmed down. With a thought, the glow from the Cangxuan Cloud Silk dissipated, becoming invisible behind her.

Feeling Mu Hanyan’s joy, the Chaos Heavenly Fire was also complacent, floating around the room like a cluster of ghostly flames.

"It already has spirituality; you can give it a name." Ling Baobao said.

"True, what should it be called?" Since it has spirituality, it’s akin to Exotic Beasts, naturally deserving a name. Mu Hanyan pondered.

"How about calling it Fen Tian?" Mu Hanyan said excitedly. Such a majestic name perfectly suits the Chaos Heavenly Fire, an extraordinary spiritual treasure.

"Isn’t that a bit too grand?" Ling Baobao tilted his head and said.

"Then, what name do you think is better?" Mu Hanyan asked. This extraordinary Chaos Heavenly Fire deserves a fitting name, and she didn’t want to be too hasty, so she sought others’ opinions.

"Let me think about it carefully; this can’t be careless. It needs a good name worthy of its status... How about Xiao Xiao Huo, or Xiao Bai Huo? Hmm, it actually has many colors; what about Xiao Cai Huo or Xiao Hua?" Ling Baobao thought for a long time, enthusiastically suggesting.

"Pfft!" Mu Hanyan almost burst out laughing, "Is this the good name you thought of?"

"Not good? My mother’s Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire is called Xiao Huo; she also has a pet called Little Fatty and another called Little Wanzi..." Ling Baobao counted on his fingers and said.

"Is your mother really the supreme expert of your plane?" Mu Hanyan was a bit doubtful. A supreme expert giving her pets such names seemed quite inattentive.

Actually, she was mistaken. In fact, when that supreme expert named them, it was with great care.

"Why would I lie to you?" Mu Hanyan doubting his mother’s prowess made Ling Baobao quite displeased, then he somewhat dejectedly said, "Though my mother seems to have no talent in naming."

Hmm... This point is evident in naming Ling Baobao.

"Alright, let’s call it Fen Tian." Mu Hanyan decided decisively. Although it doesn’t have to be so grand, it’s definitely better than Xiao Xiao Huo, Xiao Bai Huo, Xiao Cai Huo, and certainly better than Xiao Hua... She didn’t want to think about it anymore, as it gave Lady Mu goosebumps.

If Ling Baobao’s mother lacked talent in naming, Ling Baobao inherited it and is even worse.

"Fen Tian, come here." Mu Hanyan beckoned, and the Chaos Heavenly Fire floated over, landing on her fingertip. It seemed the little guy was quite satisfied with this name, wiggling back and forth on Mu Hanyan’s fingertip with a smug expression.

The more Mu Hanyan looked at it, the more she liked and was satisfied with it. Unfortunately, there were too few materials suitable for crafting Magic Artifacts. Otherwise, she would have loved to craft a bunch of Magic Artifacts and Divine Artifacts to see who dared to act arrogantly at Huayu Temple.

Money, money... Ultimately, it comes down to money. Thinking of money dampened Mu Hanyan’s excitement somewhat, as she began pondering how to gain wealth.

Sadly, even after thinking for a long time, she couldn’t come to a conclusion. Most of her past wealth came from Nanyan Commerce. Although thanks to her, Nanyan Commerce rose to fame and became the most powerful Chamber of Commerce in Anyun Country and even the entire Holy Court Continent within a few years, without her, no one in the Continent Countries would have taken a novice Nanyan Commerce seriously, and they wouldn’t have had such good business. However, Mu Hanyan never got involved in the commerce affairs; the actual management was done by Mu Nan. Therefore, when it came to starting from scratch to gain wealth, Lady Mu truly didn’t know where to begin.