Just as Lu Yao was checking the current status of the Martial Cultivators, a new reminder popped up on the game interface.
[Long Ji authored the Dragon Language Introductory Vocabulary.]
[Long Ji has become a legend.]
Lu Yao looked refreshed.
Well done Long Ji.
You are the Dragon, you are the Dragon!
Compared to Pasha, the Dragon of the Eclipsing Sun, whose cultural achievements were all over the place, Long Ji was the one who was more like a true dragon heritage.
Lu Yao clicked on the prompt bar, and the screen jumped to the outside of Yao City’s shrine.
Long Ji, who had bat wings on his back, stood in front of a tombstone.
A dialogue box appeared above his head.
“Teacher Pill Spoon, I’ve finally translated some common dragon languages.”
“I thought it was only a few years of work, I didn’t realise that fifty years had already passed, time flies.”
“Are you still having a good time in Saniro?”
“I guess I should be quite happy, life is much easier and calmer over there.”
Ryuji spoke more like he was talking to himself, without using the [Psychic’s Spell].
Soon, the scholars of the Temple Guild arrived.
“Lord Prophet, there’s still a lot we don’t understand in the Introductory Vocabulary of the Dragon Language, and we still need to ask you for advice.”
Long Ji went outside to the side hall, and at a long table, he began to teach and answer questions to these scholars who were new to the Dragon language.
One of the scholars asked a question, “Lord Prophet, the term ‘Ze Ze Jersey’ is a term that I have found to recur often. It is sometimes associated with a noun, sometimes it represents a description, and other times it seems like an exclamation, you said it is a slang, what does this universal word stand for?”
“That’s a universal expletive for the Dragon Race, directly translated, it means ‘a dragon that pisses on its own scales’ or ‘a leaky dragon’, similar to what the Yao Race calls ‘dog sh*t’ or ‘damned stinker’.”
“I see, the trait of leaking urine seems to be extremely mocked and despised in the dragon race.”
The scholars all took notes in their books, treating academic questions with great seriousness.
Another person brought up, “In the dragon languages you recorded, many of the offspring conceived by dragons had difficulty surviving, including the small number of sub-dragons of mixed breeds, but the dragons all seem to take pride in the difficulty of procreation, which is really puzzling.”
“That one has to do with the characteristics of the dragon race itself.”
Ryuji elaborated to the scholars, “The more powerful the dragon race, the more difficult it is to have offspring.”
“The Dragon race is a race that has very heavy internal intermarriage, and is very conservative in procreating offspring that truly inherit the power of the Dragon language, the reason behind this is complicated, but because of various factors, they have followed the tradition.”
“And after constant internal intermarriage, the Dragon Race has increasingly tended to have the same bloodline from generation to generation, and more and more abnormalities have appeared in the Dragon Race’s offspring.”
“Abnormal manifestations include the shedding of dragon scales, cognitive deficiencies in the dragon language, severe aestivation, a decline in various resistances, being born with special medical conditions, deformities in form and appearance, and so on ……”
“Dragons with easy procreation are usually those whose bloodline is intermingled with an alien race, that is to say, a group that was originally a sub-dragon that metamorphosed into a dragon race through various methods.”
“This group is called the foreign-blooded dragon race, and has a low status in the dragon race because the dragon bloodline has been diluted, resulting in the dragon language inherently having quite a few deficiencies, and a much lower growth rate compared to the pure-blooded dragon race.”
“Difficulty in procreation means that it represents the purity of the dragon bloodline, which represents the control over the knowledge of the dragon language in the dragon race, as well as the upper limit of the future.”
“That’s why dragon races that have difficulty in procreation are instead more proud of their status.”
This remark caused the scholars to talk.
“It’s unbelievable that a low ability to reproduce has unexpectedly turned into a status symbol as well.”
“The bloodline theory within the Dragon Race seems to be very stubborn, it’s simply two opposite directions from our Yao Race.”
“But without descendants being born, how can the pure-blooded dragons increase their influence and power in the community?”
“It always feels like something is strange, this perception of the Dragon Race, it’s like it’s been forcibly twisted ah……”
Facing everyone’s questions, Long Ji gave an explanation.
“Gentlemen, the Dragon Race is a very different race from our Yao Race.”
“They exist in the form of clans within their ethnic groups, with different clans specialising in different directions of the Dragon Language, and subsequently monopolising the interpretation and expansion of the Dragon Language spells. In the dragon race, the dragon language represents the power of continuity.”
“The major clans of the Dragon Race monopolised the Dragon Language, so it kept the Fey-blooded Dragons at the bottom of the pack, as well as being belittled and despised.”
“Not all civilised clans, like the Yao Clan, have faith recognition and cultural identity as their clan pivot.”
The Dragonborn Prophet’s insightful speech caused exclamation marks and light bulbs to pop up on the heads of the scholars, creating their own understandings.
Lu Yao couldn’t help but look a little puzzled.
What kind of dragon race was a Pasha like this, birthed by the Eclipsed Star?
A Qi Xing species?
Being asked this question, a question mark popped up on the head of Pasha, who was resting from a serious injury.
“Divine Lord …… I don’t know.”
Lu Yao could only ask the knowledgeable Slymod.
This Apostle Master courteously replied, “Lord Divine, from what I have heard, there are three types of dragons.”
“One is that the absolute rulers of the dragon race have internal marriages and intermarriages, and they are called the Prime Dragon Race.”
“Two, the hetero-blooded dragon races that intermarry with foreign races for the sake of their heirs, and are more numerous.”
“Thirdly, the offspring evolved after the combination of dragons and various non-living alienations, which are called deposed dragons, as many deposed dragons have weird forms and are very unstable, belonging to the lowest level of the dragon race.”
“With my humble and shallow knowledge, Mr Pasha might be a deposed dragon that was spawned by some kind of reaction between the Dragon Race and the Eclipsed Star.”
Lu Yao fell silent.
A deposed dragon, an offspring born of a fetish dragon?
The First Dragon Clan, who traditionally intermarried within their clan, looked down on the heteroblooded Dragon Clan, who combined across species, and the heteroblooded Dragon Clan scorned the deposed dragons born from dragons and objects.
The chain of dragon contempt is clear.
There were the most conservative of the dragons, and there were the wildest of the pioneers.
Jimmy the Yeti listened in on all this.
It turned to its adopted son, who was lying on his back and healing, and said, “Pasha, you were born of Eclipsing Star and a dragon. That means that the Eclipsing Star is your parent, so it’s no wonder you can keep gaining power through the Eclipsing Sun!”
An exclamation mark popped up on the head of the Ecliptic Sun’s dragon, “So I’m not a dragon, I’m the Ecliptic Sun! No wonder I can’t do Dragon Grammar, that’s why!”
“That’s right!”
A smiley face emerged from the top of the snowman’s head, “I told you, you’re not that stupid, there must be something wrong somewhere.”
“Too right Uncle Jimmy! You are so right!”
Pasha laughed up in the air.
Lu Yao’s head started to hurt.
This dragon might have been raised to waste.
If it was still an egg, Lu Yao would never let Jimmy touch it again.
Silkworm Bush had placed all his hopes on Pasha, which was a bit of a mistake, but Dragon Seer Long Ji was more of a dragon than it was.
Just as Lu Yao was casting aspersions, the simulator once again popped up an eye-catching reminder.
Long Ji has resolved the Dragon Language Spell: Psychic Spell.
[Ryuji has analysed the Dragon Language Spell: Spell of Endurance.]
[Ryuji imitated the Dragon Language spell and created the Blood Consumption spell.]
You’ve created all the spells?
Lu Yao immediately cut the camera back to the top of Long Ji’s head.
In the side hall, the Dragonborn Prophet’s wings were spread out behind his back, and his entire body was emitting a white shimmering light.
A dialogue box appeared above his head, “The process of casting the Dragon Language Spell involves triggering the external power of the Universal World Rule with the Dragon Language, then sacrificing a portion of the dragon’s blood to channel this power in a specific direction, thus completing the spell.”
“The dragon blood consumed in casting spells is not worth mentioning to the dragon race, but to us, it is a great loss. Even a simple dragon language spell can cause a person to lose too much blood in a short period of time, putting them in danger.”
“That’s why I’ve been reminding you all to make sure that the [Hybrid Agent] can be perfected.”
Ryuji said, “The Blood Mixing Agent is able to alienate and strengthen blood for a short period of time, and although there is also loss, at least it won’t be life-threatening. In this way, even ordinary people can be able to cast spells through constant practice …… If it can be safe enough, everyone can cast spells like a dragon.”
“Blood-consuming spells!”
“The power of dragons …… is incredible.”
“Not being a transcendent can cast spells …… Lord Prophet, your creation will change this world!”
One by one, the scholars were excited.
Lu Yao felt a bit unreal.
Long Ji had been facing the wall for sixty years, and the moment he came out, he opened up the Spell Path.
Is it really just ten years of sharpening a sword?
He couldn’t help but look at the dragon nest on the other side.
Pasha, the Dragon of the Eclipsing Sun, was still gloating, “…… I’m the son of the Eclipsing Sun, I’m the black plague that projects itself onto thousands of worlds, and I’m the mythological incarnation that exists in countless epochs! I won’t be a dragon anymore!”
Lu Yao sighed.
Which one of you is the dragon anyway?
