Dragon Tamer

After all, the Dragon Shepherd’s Soul Collecting Pearl Brewing was about drawing on the power of these souls.

However, it was the first time Zhu Minglang had heard of the term ‘shade’.

“These shades, can they be understood as ghosts?” Fang Niannian said with a hint of fear in her voice.

Fang Niannian was not afraid of heaven or earth, and even if a ten-thousand-year-old demon dragon loomed in front of her, she wouldn’t speak with the tremor she had now.

But ghosts…

Even if it was just a tiny ghostly fire flickering at a grave, Fang Niannian would be so scared that she couldn’t sleep the entire night.

Wasn’t it said that there were no ghosts in this world at all!

“Ghosts generally refer to those souls who are unable to let go of their obsessions, carry resentment, and are aggressive towards the living. Shades, in actuality, are harmless; they are merely a residual image after a person’s death. Some shades don’t even realize that they are dead, continuously talking and repeating the actions they used to do while they were alive,” Li Xinghua explained to everyone.

However, after hearing all this, Fang Niannian’s complexion grew even worse.

This is still a ghost!!

Just with a slightly gentler name!

“Then can you find that Black Lake in the Cave?” Zhu Minglang asked.

The young girl with light eyes nodded.

In fact, she had followed the route given by the drowned shade. It was a large mountain used for collecting herbs. Because the shade had given very detailed directions, the girl carefully memorized the route as she walked.

However, she only reached the crack in the ground that the drowned shade spoke of and never actually jumped into the fissure.

“Let’s do this, we’ll split up. You go with her to the Black Lake, take all the treasures… I mean, pour the antidote resin into it, and first purify the water source completely. I, on the other hand, will exterminate the Mourning Dragons at Stone Village,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Just you alone??” Hu Bailing widened her eyes.

“Yes,” Zhu Minglang nodded.

“Wouldn’t that be overreaching?” Song Luo said.

“It would have been overreaching before, but not now.”

Now that the Divine Green Holy Dragon had developed a fiendish nature, Zhu Minglang, in essence, had another Dragon King level. Not to mention that the Demon Awakening Fruits were now in Zhu Minglang’s hands. Unable to transform into demon shadows, the Mourning Dragon Army’s strength was discounted. With the right approach, Zhu Minglang could still capture them all in one fell swoop.

Even if it came to the worst, he would kill a portion first, then retreat, and after adjusting his condition, he’d strike back in.

“Yu Suo, let little Chang’e accompany the young master,” Li Xinghua said to her sister.

Nan Yuso was a bit reluctant.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to entrust little Chang’e to Zhu Minglang temporarily, but rather, she also wanted to return to that wretched village and eradicate those ugly, disgusting, and cunning Mourning Dragons!

But considering that everyone else in the team had low cultivation levels and that the Polluted Night Sacrifice Dragon was a leader among the Mourning Dragon Clans, and since they intended to pollute the water, they must be at the water source.

Therefore, there was a high likelihood that a powerful Polluted Night Sacrifice Dragon would appear at the source of water, and she needed to be there to confront it.

With fur that was utterly clean and soft, the body seemingly especially round but also adorned with graceful lines, the Immortal Rabbit Dragon lay listlessly on Big Black Tooth’s head, her tiny facial expressions as unwilling as her master Nan Yuso.

“Why did I even go with this group of big dummies to exterminate dragons?”

It preferred roaming the hills and playing with water rather than fighting and killing.

“Is there any spell that can restore strength? We just had a big battle at the ruins not long ago,” Zhu Minglang asked the little Chang’e.

“No, this Immortal Dragon isn’t omnipotent!” the voice of the little Chang’e, clear and childlike, rang out like that of a proud little girl!

“Then we shall observe first and see if we can find a method to catch them all in one go,” said Zhu Minglang.

The Ice Morning White Dragon was still in good shape; it hadn’t used any major Profound Art to deal with those rat-like Mourning Dragons and had fully recovered its strength.

The Sword Spirit Dragon and the Divine Green Holy Dragon both needed to rest, so Zhu Minglang recalled them into the Spirit Realm, where they would recover faster in his Spiritual Spring of spiritual energy.

“These Mourning Dragons aren’t strong individually; they’re just somewhat sly and treacherous.”

“If we could find their commander or leader, the Mourning Dragons would be like a bunch of headless flies.”

“After all, they are still a bunch of beasts. Finding their weaknesses and bringing them down is just a matter of time.”

Zhu Minglang returned to Stone Village and noticed Mourning Dragons patrolling in the towering cliffs on both sides.

Avoiding these Mourning Dragons wasn’t too difficult, but Zhu Minglang was extremely cautious this time. Mourning Dragons had a strong ability to disguise themselves, and even using his Spiritual Sense, sometimes he couldn’t tell where they were hiding.

“It’s a pity, I still have too few dragons. If I had one that was great at concealing itself, excelled in scouting, and had superior insight and alertness, it could find the Mourning Dragon Leader hiding among the dragon herds for me and gather more information,” Zhu Minglang muttered to himself.

“You are one of the very few Dragon Shepherds I have seen who do not carry a Juvenile Spirit. Without nurturing Juvenile Spirits, where would your dragon companion reserves come from? Look at other Dragon Shepherds, once they reach Monarch Level, they might have more than a dozen dragon companions. Then look at you, it’s just these four dragons back and forth!” Mr. Jinli said with quite some disdain.

“It’s not like I haven’t seen a suitable one,” said Zhu Minglang.

“At the very least, go dragon hunting. Go to those Sacred Mountain Demon Caves, search for traces of the Supreme Dragons. If you can tame one, you would even save on the initial taming costs!” Mr. Jinli spoke as if he was frustrated with Zhu Minglang’s lack of progression.

Zhu Minglang was now following the elite dragon path.

He aimed to make each dragon he owned powerful, to surpass the limits of their own lineage and species.

Although it was proving very effective at the moment, with the Demon Awakening Fruit, the Divine Green Holy Dragon became immensely powerful, only Big Black Tooth was slightly behind. But a truly powerful Dragon Shepherd can’t possibly make a name with just four dragons!

The strength of a Dragon Shepherd lies in the multitude of dragons. Otherwise, how could the frail-bodied Dragon Shepherd compete with those of the Divine and Mortal?

Four dragons.

Just four dragons!

In the eyes of Mr. Jinli, even doubling Zhu Minglang’s count wouldn’t be considered many!

It’s not about every dragon needing to be extremely powerful, one must have a reserve!

Juvenile Spirits, Young Dragons, Reserve Dragons, untamed Adult Dragons, and the coveted Supreme Dragons one wishes to capture—all are viable options. Many dragons may not have a high cultivation base, but if they possess some special ability, they are still worth acquiring.

Take the Immortal Rabbit Dragon, for example…

Who cares about the cultivation base of an Immortal Rabbit Dragon? Yet, it possesses a rare Healing Mystical Art!

“When a cowherd thinks all day of how to expand his herd, to herd more cattle, save more money to marry a wife—look at you, without any ambition, wasting all the scholarly knowledge in this fish’s belly!” Mr. Jinli criticized without a hint of politeness.