Chapter 1399: Chapter 14: Ancient Dragon Court

"..."

In the vast world, only the sound of wind and sand could be heard.

From start to finish.

Xie Xuanyi always wore that half-smiling expression.

Act. Keep acting.

He knew Ao Ying too well; this demoness with her cunning and ever-changing ways, this pitiful appearance was merely a facade.

Sect Leader Xie called out, and Sect Leader Xie remained motionless.

Ao Ying was not disheartened.

With a hiss, she seemingly inadvertently tore off the red gauze on her shoulder, revealing a large expanse of fair skin amidst the wind and sand.

"If Master Xie does not mind, Ao Ying is willing to be your maidservant."

She lifted her head, speaking softly, "Although Ao Ying’s realm is low, her bloodline remains pure..."

In today’s Demon Country, those with Dragon Descendant Demon Blood are extremely rare.

Pureblood Dragon Descendants are even extinct.

Ao Ying’s talent was extraordinary, and the purity of her Dragon Descendant bloodline was already quite high. After seizing Xie Sheng’s Red Dragon Fortune, she even had the possibility of ’advancing further’!

"Indeed, I have taken a liking to your bloodline."

Xie Xuanyi smiled faintly, speaking honestly.

"That’s good then..."

Ao Ying’s eyes lit up, and she said, "If Master Xie appreciates this Dragon Descendant bloodline, Ao Ying is willing to bear you a child."

In the Demon Country, when Great Demons undertake dual cultivation, both parties have high demands for each other’s bloodlines.

Coincidentally, this is the only thing Ao Ying could boast of.

Her veins flowed with the extremely rare Dragon Blood.

If she could cultivate to the Yang God Realm, achieving the status of a Great Venerable, even if the Peacock Venerable were to come, she would not fear!

With this Pureblood Dragon Descendant, at the very least, she could find an even stronger backing than the Peacock Venerable.

Whether it’s the Holy Emperor or the Great Palace Master.

If either of these two were willing to step in, it would be enough to protect her.

The current Xie Xuanyi, though not comparable to the Holy Emperor or the Great Palace Master, in terms of strength, he was already on par with the Peacock Venerable.

It wouldn’t take long.

Xie Xuanyi would inevitably surpass all these Great Demons!

In this way... offering herself would hardly be a grievance and could even be seen as a reach upwards.

This deal was worthwhile.

"... Bear a child?"

Xie Xuanyi was slightly taken aback.

He merely wanted to see how Ao Ying would act, but he didn’t expect the demoness’s thought process to be so unconventional.

Before he could react, that soft body, exuding a faint warmth, had already moved close to him.

With a swish.

Chen Ke flew out from Xie Xuanyi’s glabella, transforming into a golden sharp blade, suspended between the two of them, the golden Sword Qi sharp and unapproachable.

"You think too much."

Xie Xuanyi flicked his sleeve and said indifferently, "Taking a liking to your Pureblood Dragon Descendant isn’t about having you bear a child... I’m not interested in you personally."

"Xie Xuanyi!"

Ao Ying was pushed away by the strand of Sword Qi, her response a mix of surprise, anger, and shame, as she immediately lost her cool and called him by his full name.

But the next moment.

Seeing the fierce Flying Sword stronger than her aura, Ao Ying forcibly swallowed her anger.

Three years had passed.

This Lifebound Sword had already rid itself of its previous rust, healed the chronic illness of years past, been reborn anew, and birthed its own Spirit Wisdom.

Ao Ying sensed vaguely.

Even without its master’s activation, the strength of Xie Xuanyi’s Lifebound Flying Sword should surpass her own.

No matter what techniques she employed, she might not be able to be its match.

To be able to advance or retreat... that’s a real man indeed.

Thinking of this.

Ao Ying swallowed her pride again, her voice hoarse, "What does Master Xie require of Ao Ying?"

"You should know..."

Xie Xuanyi said slowly, "A thousand years ago, there was an Ancient Dragon Court in the Demon Country, which fell due to a Great Tribulation."

A thousand years ago, during that golden era.

Great Holy Lands stood tall, Great Divine Ability Users were as many as fish crossing the river, countless in number.

Among them, the most powerful Holy Lands were still those few.

On the side of the Human Race, symbolizing the Sword Dao was the Da Sui Sword Palace, symbolizing the Daoist Skill was the Taoist sect, symbolizing the Buddhist Sect was the Fan Yin Temple, these Three Great Sects... they withstood the thousand-year Great Tribulation.

And on the side of the Demon Country...

The Ancient Dragon Court was completely obliterated, shattered by the Great Tribulation.

The remaining ones were only the Heavenly Phoenix Palace and the Great Ape Mountain.

The events from a thousand years ago are not recorded in new histories. Only the Daoist Collection of ancient sects has records.

Xie Xuanyi learned of the existence of the Ancient Dragon Court from the Daoist Collection of Lotus Peak...

This Holy Land was immensely powerful, once standing above the Heavenly Phoenix Palace and the Great Ape Mountain.

Dragon Descendant bloodlines were too noble.

However, precisely because the bloodline was precious and difficult to propagate... the number of cultivators in the Ancient Dragon Court was very few.

When the Great Tribulation came, all the Great Cultivators of the Dragon Descendants fell.

The Holy Land perished alongside them.

In contrast, the Heavenly Phoenix Palace and the Great Ape Mountain, due to the dilution of their bloodlines, fortunately continued and still had some remaining.

"I know... this Holy Land was long destroyed..."

Ao Ying, bearing Dragon Blood, naturally knew of the legends of the Ancient Dragon Court.

The bloodline secrets stored in her Divine Sea, as well as the heritage of the Red Dragon Fortune, were actually connected to the Ancient Dragon Court, though the Holy Land was destroyed, a few bloodlines still remained.

Cultivation in the Demon Country allows for ’regression to ancestry.’

The higher the realm, the stronger the bloodline.

For instance, the Holy Empress, when she ascended to Heavenly Human in the Lotus Forbidden Land, in fact, had no difference from the Pure Blood Phoenix of a thousand years ago.

In a certain sense.

Ao Ying could also repair her bloodline to a perfect state through cultivation.

"I want to establish a Holy Land in the Demon Country."

Xie Xuanyi gazed into Ao Ying’s eyes, speaking calmly, "I want... to rebuild the Ancient Dragon Court."

When he said this.

The world fell silent instantly.

"..."

Ao Ying stood there dumbfounded, her expression complex and overwhelmed beyond compare.

If the person who said this was not Xie Xuanyi.

If Xie Xuanyi was not the first Harmonizer in a thousand years.

She would only take this as a joke.

"You want... to rebuild the Ancient Dragon Court?"

Ao Ying thought for a long time, confused, "I suppose... I didn’t hear wrong?"

She would still go out once every six months.

She knew the entire Demon Country was hunting Xie Xuanyi.

The one wanting to kill herself was only someone like Prince Jiu.

The ones wanting to kill Xie Xuanyi, however, were the Holy Emperor and the Great Palace Master.

Under such circumstances, Xie Xuanyi not only didn’t return to the Great Chu but stayed in the Demon Country... to establish a Holy Land, was this guy planning to establish a sect and become a Demon Country Venerable, claiming sainthood?

"This is why I value your bloodline."

Xie Xuanyi, hands still behind his back, said, "Since we aim to establish an Ancient Dragon Court, there must be a Dragon Blood descendant."

In the Demon Country, there are naturally more Dragon Descendant cultivators than just Ao Ying.

But in this world where the weak fall prey to the strong and bloodline is esteemed, most of the noble Dragon Descendants already have sect backings.

Among the Loose Cultivators, Ao Ying was the best candidate with no equal.

"..."

Ao Ying still hadn’t recovered, staring blankly at Xie Xuanyi.

In the distant sky, the wind and sand howled.

The strand of sword thought released earlier, like a snake, lanced back, returning to Xie Xuanyi’s palm.

"No rush, you still have an hour to consider."

Xie Xuanyi, while watching the strand of sword thought, said lightly, "An hour should be enough for me to finish off those things."