Chapter 0002: Six Years

An unusual phenomenon in the sky covered the royal city of the Kingdom of Lutong. Though it lasted only a few moments, the terrifying pressure of the dragon thunder and the appearance of a hundred-foot-long golden dragon were unforgettable.

At that time, Oriel was in the Golden Hall discussing with his ministers the visit of envoys from the neighboring Malan Kingdom. As a ninth-level powerhouse, he could clearly sense that even a trace of the dragon thunder, which covered tens of thousands of square miles, would be enough to obliterate him. Such terrifying power filled him with dread.

Especially the dragon’s roar at that instant sparked a sense of reverence deep in his soul.

Of course, he didn’t think it was all just an illusion.

After hearing Kas’s words, Oriel frowned. The unknown filled him with unease. He spoke solemnly into the void, “Shadow, go investigate.”

A cold voice came from the void, “Yes, Your Majesty.” Then the airflow there fluctuated once before falling silent.

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As the stars shifted and flowers bloomed and withered, six years passed.

In a courtyard to the north of the Huang family, Huang Long sat in lotus position, eyes closed. He focused his spirit on his energy, controlling his breath. His spirit, energy, will, and breath circulated within his lower dantian, allowing the innate energy in his body to merge with the spiritual energy of the universe there.

Throughout the universe, faint streams of spiritual energy continuously gathered and then radiated from the dantian, flowing through the meridians and channels to nourish his entire body.

An hour later, Huang Long ended his cultivation and sighed inwardly.

Six years had passed. Ever since he was an infant, Huang Long had begun cultivating in this life. Despite six years of relentless practice—having established a solid foundation and expanded his dantian—he was still too weak. In his past life, as a golden dragon and one of the nine dragon gods among the first creatures created by Pangu, his physique was formidable; he could shatter a mountain with a single claw at birth. Compared to his current body, the difference was like that between heaven and earth.

“I can only keep cultivating slowly from now on,” Huang Long thought to himself.

Cultivation couldn’t be rushed. One couldn’t reach perfection overnight. Even in his past life, with a golden dragon body, it took countless millions of years to reach the realm of a Great Golden Immortal.

Over these six years, Huang Long also realized he was no longer in the Pangu world but had arrived in a place called the Hengyuan Continent.

The Hengyuan Continent—a world where magic and combat energy were cultivated—this brand-new world piqued Huang Long’s interest.

He didn’t hold too much nostalgia for the Pangu World of his past life. Though he was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School and a disciple of the Immortal Yuan Shi, the founder of the Hunyuan School, his time there had not been satisfactory. Yuan Shi always considered the Three Pure Ones to be the true descendants of Pangu and dismissed creatures like scaled beasts, birds, and other animals as mere feathered beasts. He especially loathed the dragon clan, the royal family among the ancient scaled beings. Although he was taken as a disciple by Yuan Shi through chance, he was never given much importance. This was evident when the Twelve Golden Immortals created their own caves and bestowed sacred treasures upon them—Guangchengzi, the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, received the Heaven-Subverting Seal, the Soul-Loss Bell, and male and female swords; Chisongzi got the Eight Trigrams Purple Longevity Robe, the Yin-Yang Mirror, and the Fire-Water Blade; while Taiyi Zhenren was granted the Cosmic Ring, the Hunyuan Silk, the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Shield, the Fire-Pointed Spear, and golden bricks among other magical artifacts. If it weren’t for considerations of face, he likely wouldn’t have even received an ordinary Immortal-Slaying Sword. Moreover, in his previous life, he hadn’t taken any disciples, and now that he had arrived in this world, he had no attachments left. “Second brother, second brother!” At that moment, a childish voice came from outside the courtyard. Huang Long came back to his senses and saw two small figures running toward his courtyard one after another. Seeing them, Huang Long rarely smiled. Six years after he arrived in this world, two years later, his mother Zhao Rong gave birth to twins, adding a younger brother and sister to Huang Long’s family. Huang Long was six years old, while the two kids were four. Ever since they learned to run, they often came to Huang Long’s courtyard, asking him to “massage” them. What was meant by “massage” was actually Huang Long using his innate true energy along with secret techniques to improve their health. Over the past six years, Huang Long gradually accepted his identity in this life and truly came to like his younger brother and sister, so he was willing to expend his innate true energy to help them. Huang Long believed that with his efforts, in a few years, when they began practicing magic and combat energy, they would become geniuses among the geniuses who mastered both magic and combat in this world, and within thirty years, they would surely reach the level of the legendary powerful beings in this world. Of course, no one else knew about Huang Long’s efforts to improve their health. “Second brother, second brother, here, it’s delicious,” said Huang Yi, her little face rosy, as she ran over, grabbing at Huang Long’s pants, holding a few candies in her jade-like hands. Seeing the candies in Huang Yi’s hands, Huang Long felt ashamed.

“Yes, second brother. Here, it’s really delicious. If you don’t believe me, try it.” Although Huang Liang was a bit reluctant, seeing his sister offer it to his second brother, he also took out his share and called out.
Huang Long looked at the expressions of the two kids, pinched their cute little faces, and smiled, saying, “Second brother doesn’t want it. You two eat it.”
After some joking, Huang Long finally had the two kids lie down. Then he channeled his innate vital energy and patted their bodies. When he withdrew his hands, his chest was heaving and sweat appeared on his forehead.
Huang Long was extremely tired, but the two kids lay there comfortably and even fell asleep!
Looking at their adorable sleeping faces, Huang Long smiled and said, “These two little ones…”
He took a breath, sat down, regulated his breath for a while, then stood up. Seeing that the two kids were still sound asleep, he didn’t wake them. Just as he was about to go out for a walk, he bumped into a maid coming from outside the courtyard.
So soft! That was Huang Long’s first thought. Then, a tempting fragrance came from her.
Huang Mei let out a delicate cry after being bumped by Huang Long and stepped back.
Huang Long was stunned. Having lived for countless tens of thousands of years, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. Apparently, his forehead had just bumped into hers.
Huang Mei was a maid by Mother Zhao Rong’s side. At 23, her curves were already prominent. Huang Long saw the imprint of his forehead on her slightly fuller chest through her clothes.
“Second young master, the master and madam are looking for you,” Huang Mei said in a sweet voice with her head lowered.
“Father and mother are looking for me? Did they say anything?” Huang Long controlled his emotions and asked calmly.
“Deacon Lufat from the Church of Magic has arrived. It seems the master invited him to conduct a talent test for the second young master,” Huang Mei replied, still keeping her head lowered.
On the Hengyuan Continent, one could start practicing magic or combat energy from the age of six. Before starting to practice, a talent test could determine whether a person had the potential to become a mage or warrior.
A talent test? Huang Long was surprised for a moment before smiling and saying, “Okay, I’ll go now.”
He was also very curious about the talents of this body of his.