Dragon Tamer

“Err!!!!!”

“Err!!!!!”

A sharp, unpleasant cry came from above the cliffs.

Zhu Minglang looked up and saw a Mourning Dragon with an engorged neck, continuously making such strange noises.

“It’s one of those Mourning Dragons that can imitate human cries,” Zhu Minglang noticed something different about this particular dragon.

At first, Zhu Minglang thought this Trickster Dragon was directing the group of Mourning Dragons, but those dragons were just hiding in the vines, doing their best to avoid the dominant Ice Morning White Dragon.

Could it be calling for other companions?

Zhu Minglang directed the Sword Spirit Dragon to go around from the back of the cliff and deal with this Trickster Dragon first.

This kind of Mourning Dragon can not only imitate the cries for help from humans but also the calls of other creatures. The only purpose the Trickster Dragon with this ability has is to use this misery to lure in prey and their companions!

Pear Blossom Gully had several large villages to speak of, not to mention countless small hamlets; it was feared that already hundreds of people had died to these deceptive cries for help.

Weird, cruel, cunning, and vicious, this kind of Trickster Dragon was the most intolerable, and they were often the leaders of all Mourning Dragons!

Sure enough, the Trickster Dragon was far stronger than the other Mourning Dragons, and its vigilance was terrifying. The Sword Spirit Dragon flew quietly to the back of the cliff, but the Trickster Dragon had already sensed it and immediately vanished from Zhu Minglang’s sight.

“Can you find it?” Zhu Minglang communicated with the Sword Spirit Dragon using his thoughts.

“Swoosh”

The Sword Spirit Dragon was in pursuit, but atop the cliff, with its odd-shaped rocks and layers upon layers of trees and vines, finding the Trickster Dragon was not an easy task.

“Bai Qi, you continue.”

“Leisurely”

Little Bai seemed to really enjoy this cat-and-mouse game, not a pure clash of strength, but a contest of intelligence.

Mourning Dragons were very good at camouflage. When Zhu Minglang first entered the First Village of Pear Blossom Gully, he walked under the cliffs disguised by a few Mourning Dragons, and couldn’t sense their presence at all.

So for the Ice Morning White Dragon, finding these Mourning Dragons was indeed a challenge.

It liked challenges; only then would it be more interesting.

Zhu Minglang had just left the Sky Support Vine area when he saw the Divine Green Holy Dragon carrying Li Xinghua over, followed by a perplexed Big Black Tooth.

Big Black Tooth was looking around frantically, his gaze shifting from trees to flowers on the ground, then to the mountain vines, before he reached a conclusion.

“Oh!”

Master, something is wrong.

We’ve shrunk!

Big Black Tooth looked panicked, his front limbs slightly shorter than his hind limbs, not knowing where to place them.

“Why did you come here? These Mourning Dragons are very cunning, it’s best not to get close,” Zhu Minglang asked.

“The Mourning Dragons are calling for that thing,” Li Xinghua pointed to the sky behind them.

The trees were obstructing the view, and at first Zhu Minglang didn’t see what was behind, but after a while, he suddenly spotted through the gaps in the lush foliage a terrifying creature heading this way, its body covered in green and venom sacs swollen!

It was the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon!!!

The Poisonous Dragonfly didn’t know how many years it had lived, but horns had actually grown on its skull!

“Sword Spirit Dragon, Sword Spirit Dragon, don’t chase the Trickster Dragon, deal with the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon first, they are in cahoots!” Zhu Minglang hurriedly shouted.

Clearly having noticed Zhu Minglang, the Poisonous Dragonfly wasn’t large, but as a fly, it now had a physique akin to an elephant, which itself meant it had cultivated in these ruins for nearly ten thousand years!

This guy was truly terrifying; neither the Divine Green Holy Dragon nor the Lei Cang Violent Dragon could possibly be its match.

“Pfft!!!!!”

The poison sac of the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon writhed and it suddenly spewed scalding venom towards the ancient towering trees, instantly melting through those large trees that were hundreds of meters tall, let alone the leaves that vanished in a flash!

Zhu Minglang took Li Xinghua and the two dragons and hurried towards the floating cliff for escape.

The Sky Support Vine truly lived up to its name; it was tough and rot-resistant, so even the potent venom sprayed by the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon couldn’t make it decay.

In the vine-covered cliffs, a streak of red light darted by as the Sword Spirit Dragon dived down from the cliff face, its sword body aiming straight at the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon. The fierce Sword Waves rippled out layer by layer with a retreating aura, forcing the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon to dare not approach any closer.

“Finish it, and we’ll go for the Demon Awakening Fruit,” Zhu Minglang said to the Sword Spirit Dragon.

Positioned in front of the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon, the Sword Spirit Dragon emitted a chill all over its body, while the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon fixed its gaze on this special sword being, its green gem-like eyes focusing on the Sword Spirit Dragon.

The Sword Spirit Dragon struck, as fast as lightning, piercing the sky.

But to the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon, the actions of the Sword Spirit Dragon appeared incredibly slow; its multiple eyes could analyze any creature’s movements perfectly, making any complex, rapid, or sudden moves seem extremely slow in its mind.

The Sword Spirit Dragon’s attacks were easily dodged by the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon.

Even with continuous strikes and a deluge of aggressive swordplay, sword lights flooded the sky, yet the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon could find the gaps within the interwoven net of sword lights.

This perplexed and troubled the Sword Spirit Dragon greatly. Its speed should have been unmatched among creatures of the same level, yet the Poisonous Dragonfly dodged with ease as though, even if the Sword Spirit Dragon breached another realm and doubled its attack speed, it still couldn’t scratch a single scale of the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon.

Without Zhu Minglang’s guidance, the Sword Spirit Dragon could only fight on its own.

But the Sword Spirit Dragon also possessed its own spiritual wisdom, and it could even have emotions!

The Sword Spirit was very angry!

Even as an Ancient Venom Fly Dragon, there was no reason it could evade its attacks so effortlessly!

It had to be faster!

And free from any predictability in its transformations!

The Sword Spirit Dragon honed its sword speed, refusing to be made a fool of by an ancient creature!

In fact, while the Sword Spirit Dragon was dissatisfied with its own speed, the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon was even more irate and confused.

The opponents the Ancient Venom Fly Dragon had faced before were very strange, like the Rock Spirit Demon born out of a pile of rocks, or the giant flower that could swallow a Demon Dragon whole, but it had never encountered such an Artifact Spirit!

During ancient times, although metal had already existed, a metal weapon transformed by human intelligence like this was absolutely impossible, not to mention an artifact that cultivated spiritual wisdom, let alone one that transformed into a dragon!

Its poison was ineffective against the Sword Spirit Dragon.

And the breath that could rot a living dragon’s lungs was even more pointless to mention.

Does a sword have lungs?

Does it need to breathe?

The Ancient Venom Fly Dragon was actually more frantic and agitated than the Sword Spirit Dragon.

Why was the world so unfair, giving birth to such a flawless spiritual being?

And besides, its form was so sleek and beautiful!