Chapter 0149: Delivering a Sermon

Reagan flew backward in midair, feeling as though he were riding on clouds, yet his heart was in turmoil.
Just one move!
It was actually just one move!
Or rather, he couldn’t even parry it.
Flying backward, Reagan felt as if his entire body had been shattered; he couldn’t muster any strength. Before he could stop, another wave of force struck, shaking his body again—he seemed to hear the sound of his bones breaking.
After knocking down over a dozen courtyard walls, Yellow Dragon swiftly moved beneath him, lifted him with a foot, and sent him flying into the air—just like he had done to the Dragon Clan’s Grand Elder Odo before, sending him beyond the Qi Gang layer. Then, from above, Yellow Dragon pressed down hard with both palms, striking Reagan’s body.
Under Yellow Dragon’s palm strike, Reagan, just like the Dragon Clan’s Grand Elder Odo before, fell headfirst.
At that moment, those who had rushed from various corners of the Huang Mansion were stunned by what they saw.
With a loud crash, as expected, Reagan fell to the ground, shattering a rockery in the backyard as stones flew everywhere.
Yellow Dragon slowly descended from the sky.
After landing, he walked slowly toward Reagan, who lay on the ground.
Yellow Dragon had controlled his force—Reagan wasn’t dead.
When he approached, Reagan, lying on the ground, breathed faintly, his fingers twitching weakly, seemingly trying to get up.
Yellow Dragon looked down at him coldly and said, “You fail to distinguish between master and servant. Remember this—as a servant, you must act like one. In front of your master, you must be humble. Otherwise, next time, I won’t hesitate to break your bones again.”
“Next time, you’ll never be able to stand up again.”
Yellow Dragon’s icy voice reached clearly the ears of those who had rushed over. The guards fell silent, while the eleven Holy Land warriors affiliated with the Huang family looked even more grim. They knew Yellow Dragon was showing them what would happen if they defied him—these words were also meant for them.
But though they felt annoyed, they were filled with deep fear.
Reagan had been the strongest among them, but now, in front of Yellow Dragon, he had no strength to resist. Among them, there were a few who, like Reagan, had thought Yellow Dragon’s past legends were just rumors. They usually acted arrogantly in front of the Huang family members, but now they were sweating profusely.
No one dared to speak.

Of course, seeing Reagan lying on the ground in a pitiful state, those who had once been Reagan’s guards felt secretly pleased and delighted. Earlier, Reagan and his followers from the Sacred Lands had behaved extremely arrogantly within the Huang family, and they had long been annoyed by this, but they dared only complain silently. Now that the second young master had finally returned, it gave them relief. Rob stood among the crowd, his eyes flickering. “Disperse, everyone. Go do what you need to do,” Huang Long said, scanning the crowd. The Huang family’s guards immediately responded, while those powerful figures from the Sacred Lands hesitated for a moment before also nodding and leaving. After everyone had gone, Huang Long and the others headed toward the hall. As for Reagan, who was still struggling to get up on the ground, no one paid him any attention, nor did anyone dare to. Upon arriving in the hall, Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong were there. Seeing Huang Long, they said, “Long, I heard you just fought against Senior Reagan?” Huang Long simply nodded without elaborating on the topic. Then he took out a bottle of pills and said to Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong, “Father, Mother, these are the pills I just refined.” Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong’s eyes lit up as they each took a bottle. Half a year ago, after starting to take the pills given by Huang Long, they had personally experienced the wonders of the pills refined by their son. Over those six months, Huang Xiong had advanced from the early ninth level to the middle level, while Zhao Rong had risen from the eighth level to the ninth. Not only them but even Huang Wei had reached the peak of the seventh level, and Huang Liang and Huang Yi had also seen significant improvements in their strength—appearing capable of reaching the seventh level within a month. “Long, are these the same Zengyuan Pills from last time?” Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong asked. They had originally intended to talk to their son about Reagan, but now they were completely absorbed by the pills in their hands. “Of course not,” Huang Long replied calmly with a smile. “These are Dragon God Pills, which are far superior to the Zengyuan Pills. You’ll know once you take them and start practicing. Within a year, you should be able to break through to the Sacred Lands.” “What?! Break through to the Sacred Lands in a year?!”, they exclaimed in shock. Initially unconcerned, they were now stunned after hearing their son’s words, breathing heavily as they stared at the Dragon God Pills in their hands. On the Hengyuan Continent, there were indeed pills that could enhance one’s cultivation, but their effects were minimal and they often came with side effects. Half a year ago, after starting to take the Zengyuan Pills refined by Huang Long, their cultivation levels had steadily improved, and they had regarded them as miraculous pills. Yet now, their own son claimed that these pills could enable them to break through to the Sacred Lands within a year. They were utterly dumbfounded.

Not only the two of them but even Huang Wei beside them looked utterly incredulous, while Bog was unimpressed.
“However, if we rely solely on pills to make breakthroughs, our cultivation level will remain unstable, which will hinder further progress,” Huang Xiong said as he and Zhao Rong were immersed in the effects of the Dragon God Pill.
An unstable cultivation level would hinder future progress!
Their previously high spirits immediately soured.
“Hehe, the Sacred Realm—this was something we never dared to dream of before. Now that Longer can help us reach it, even just the initial stage of the Sacred Realm would satisfy us. Father doesn’t expect to reach the middle stage in the future,” Huang Xiong said.
Zhao Rong also spoke up at this moment, “Yes, Longer. If we can reach the initial stage of the Sacred Realm, Mother will be satisfied. We don’t ask for anything else.”
In the past, the powerful beings of the Sacred Realm were figures they admired greatly. But now, hearing their son say they could break through to the Sacred Realm was already an incredible surprise for them.
Yet then, Huang Long’s tone changed as he smiled and said, “Father, Mother, I only said the cultivation level is unstable, but I didn’t say there’s no way to improve it, right?”
“Improve our cultivation level?” The two were stunned for a moment before their faces lit up with joy.
Although reaching the initial stage of the Sacred Realm was already a huge surprise for them, it would be even better if they could break through to the middle stage or higher.
“Let’s give a lecture,” Huang Long said.
“A lecture?” Huang Wei beside them also asked in confusion.
“That’s right,” Huang Long replied calmly. “You’ll understand in a moment.”
Next, after gathering his third brother Huang Liang, his fourth sister Huang Yi, along with all the Sacred Realm magical beasts and the two Asuras, Huang Long led everyone straight into the Immortal Pavilion.
Once inside, Bog, Nat, the Sacred Realm magical beasts, and the two Asuras were fine, but Huang Xiong, Zhao Rong, Huang Wei, Huang Liang, Huang Yi, and the others, who were entering the Immortal Pavilion for the first time, were stunned and couldn’t react for a long time.
The immortal palaces, surrounded by clouds formed from white spiritual energy, the radiant lights, and the Asuras stationed outside the palaces—all of these left them in awe. What shocked them even more was the five-clawed golden dragon, over 300 feet long.
Apart from Bog, Nat, and Gusta, the others had never heard of the five-clawed golden dragon. Even the other Sacred Realm magical beasts like the underground dragon and the golden-eyed purple ape saw it for the first time. The changes in the Immortal Pavilion since their arrival also shocked these magical beasts.
Especially the spiritual liquid filling the entire space—being in it made everyone feel their pores widening as if they might float away.
“Master,” the voice of the five-clawed golden dragon brought everyone back from their reverie.

Master? Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong looked at their son—did this five-clawed golden dragon call their son its master? Where was this place? Huang Xiong, Zhao Rong, and the others were both shocked and puzzled. “Father, Mother, this is the inner space of a magic artifact I created. It’s like a magic space ring, but since it’s an immortal artifact, the space is much larger,” said the Yellow Dragon calmly with a smile. Magic artifacts, immortal artifacts—Huang Xiong, Zhao Rong, and the others were familiar with such things, so they understood immediately when the Yellow Dragon explained. Yet they still found it hard to believe. After all, this place was practically a small world—probably several hundred miles in circumference! Huang Xiong strained his eyes to see as he was filled with awe. “Alright, everyone, follow me into the Immortal Palace,” said the Yellow Dragon, then emitted a gust of pure energy that lifted Huang Xiong, Zhao Rong, Huang Wei, Huang Liang, Huang Yi, and the others from the front hall and flew them toward the back of the Immortal Palace. At that moment, Bogu and the others also took to the air and followed closely behind. When they reached the main entrance of the Immortal Palace, outside the East Gate, the Yellow Dragon led everyone down. The East Gate was over ten zhang tall. After entering, jade steps led upward, layer by layer, until one reached the central Dragon Palace. There were nearly a thousand such Immortal Palaces, connected tightly together to form a grand array resembling the stars in the sky. High above, clusters of nebula energy coalesced. This nebula energy was formed by the Abyssal Divine Tree in the midst of the Immortal Palaces absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and using it to activate the grand array. As they walked through the Immortal Palace, Huang Xiong and Zhao Rong were fine, as they were the heads of their families. But Huang Wei, Huang Liang, and Huang Yi couldn’t stay still—they kept looking around and touching things. Especially Huang Liang and Huang Yi, whenever they saw something amazing, they would run over and pull the Yellow Dragon, exclaiming, “Second brother, second brother, look, look!” Thus, by the time they reached the Dragon Palace after browsing around, more than two hours had passed. After entering the Dragon Palace, the Yellow Dragon asked everyone to sit down. Inside the Dragon Palace, there were cushions, just like in Pangu’s cultivation site before. Although the sacred beast demons didn’t have human forms, they had taken on human-sized appearances and sat cross-legged there. They had long heard the Yellow Dragon’s teachings in the Beast Mountain Range, so their beastish faces showed great devotion. After everyone sat down, the Yellow Dragon began to preach. There were no golden lotus flowers rising from the ground or flocks of dragons or phoenixes flying around like in the case of sages, but as the Yellow Dragon spoke, his words struck the listeners like lightning, enlightening them on aspects of cultivation that they had previously not understood. In addition to his preaching, the Yellow Dragon also taught everyone some simple spells. This preaching session lasted a whole day and night.

After a day and a night, the Yellow Dragon finally stopped, but when it did, everyone remained seated, still immersed in the great truths it had spoken.