Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 2695: The Beauty Among Dragons

Chapter 2695 - 2695: The Beauty Among Dragons

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As the Celestial Thearch’s small hand gently stroked his head, the white-robed Tribulation Transcender couldn’t help but feel an indescribable sense of ‘closeness’ in his heart. This instinctive feedback, sealed in the deepest part of his heart, seemed to confirm a very close connection between him and the Celestial Thearch.
Even this sense of closeness had a faint feeling that surpassed the ordinary master-disciple relationship.
The white-robed Tribulation Transcender found himself somewhat greedy for the Celestial Thearch’s head-patting.
The situation of an antique who had lived for countless years, craving the head-patting of a young girl, left the white-robed senior feeling inexplicably embarrassed.
“So, prepare yourself, Golden Trigram. In twenty-three minutes of Earth time, the mysterious floating island will overlap with the Spirit Butterfly Island below. The sun, moon, and stars will align according to my calculations. With favorable conditions, I will pass the ‘position of Heavenly Emperor’ to you. It’s time for you to take the final step and become a true Emperor,” the Celestial Thearch said gently.
The white-robed Tribulation Transcender, also known as Golden Trigram in the ancient Heavenly Court, didn’t refuse this time.
And truth be told, with the Celestial Thearch’s power, even if he refused, the Celestial Thearch could still compel him to complete the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor’s position.
“Before inheriting the position of Heavenly Emperor, may I ask a few questions?” Golden Trigram spoke up.
The Celestial Thearch moved his hand away from his head, sat back down, and smiled slightly. “Feel free to ask. As long as I can answer your questions now, I will respond seriously.”
“Why do you want to abdicate?” Golden Trigram inquired.
“The path of the Heavenly Emperor is not the path I desire. My aspirations are greater, and this path cannot accommodate my aspirations,” the Celestial Thearch nodded slightly and replied.
“Do you seek immortality?” Golden Trigram asked.
“Seeking immortality is not my goal,” the Celestial Thearchshook her head, but she didn’t elaborate further.
Seeing this, Golden Trigram didn’t press further on this question.
After a moment of contemplation, he voiced another doubt in his heart, “l became your disciple before the ancient Heavenly Court… Why did you take me as your disciple?”
There must be a reason for taking in a disciple, right? Moreover, why would you impart knowledge related to the ‘path of the Heavenly Emperor’ to me?
Could it be that you had already decided to abdicate when you established the Heavenly Court?
“Why did I take you as my disciple? Do I need a reason? It’s just fate, so we let nature take its course and become master and disciple. It’s that simple,” the Celestial Thearch stood up again, stretched, and said, “Alright… Next, activate all the island’s defensive formations. I’m going to visit Fellow Daoist Pig, and if possible, I’ll pay a visit to the ancestral golden dragon’s body. I’ll come back for you in twenty minutes.”
With that, without waiting for any further questions from the white-robed Golden Trigram, the Celestial Thearch’s figure disappeared.
The white-robed Golden Trigram was speechless.
Seeing the Celestial Thearch depart, the white-robed Golden Trigram couldn’t help but harbor a slight suspicion. Were he and the Celestial Thearch truly master and disciple?
Shortly after, a bald nun floated over on a lotus flower.
“Nine Lanterns, you’ve come out of seclusion,” the white-robed Golden Trigram quickly put on the metal mask again and said gently, “Judging by your condition, you’ve benefited greatly from this seclusion. Well done.”
On the other side, Nine Lanterns gave the white-robed senior a thumbs up. “Senior, you’ve used the phrase ‘benefited greatly quite well. I like it!”
The white-robed Golden Trigram was speechless.
“You really plan to inherit the position of Heavenly Emperor?” Nine Lanterns asked after retracting her thumb.
“You heard everything?” White-robed Golden Trigram inquired.
“Yes, I secretly placed a few listening devices near you. They’re high-tech products, and the effects are top-notch! Also, the scene where you were head-patted by the Celestial Thearch was very good. I liked it,” Nine Lanterns gave a thumbs up. Last year, before Song Shuhang came to the mysterious island, several cultivators had already entered the island and left behind many high-tech items. She had taken all of them.
“If you need a head-patting, just summon me next time!” Nine Lanterns kept challenging Golden Trigram’s bottom line.
Snap! The white-robed Golden Trigram flicked his finger.
“Ahhhhh G’ Nine Lanterns was sent flying. She screamed and disappeared.
The Celestial Thearch strolled over and arrived at the location of the ‘Skybolt pig.’
But today, the pig that had been sleeping here was not present.
After a moment of contemplation, she squatted down and touched the ground gently.
Moments later, her figure disappeared from where she was… She directly entered the ‘little white dragon’s tomb’ underground.
There were ten coffins in the dragon tomb.
Nine bronze coffins surrounded a crystal coffin in the middle.
Inside the crystal coffin was the corporeal body of the Ancestral Golden Dragon, a top-notch combat power of the Heavenly Court.
“It’s really white?” The Celestial Thearch stood in front of the crystal coffin, studying the white dragon inside.
On the side, the bone dragons in the nine bronze coffins had all woken up, but they did not move. They just quietly watched the Celestial Thearch’s movements. As long as the Celestial Thearch did not open the crystal coffin, they did not want to offend her.
“No matter how many times I look at it, the Ancestral Golden Dragon is truly beautiful. A great beauty among dragons,” the Celestial Thearch gently patted the crystal coffin.
The bone dragons in the nine bronze coffins were extremely nervous.
In the Netherworld Realm.
The White Dragon’s heart suddenly shuddered, and she Wffapped her body around Sixteen’s neck.
“Ouch Big Sister White Dragon, I’m gonna die. You’re squeezing too tight,” Su Clan’s Sixteen patted the White Dragon’s body with her small hands, feeling like her neck was about to snap.
“Someone is approaching my dragon tomb on the mysterious island…” the White Dragon said nervously.
“Are you a member of the mysterious island adventure team? I remember that there was a senior from the Nine Provinces Number One Group who wanted to go to the mysterious island,” said the black-skinned Soft Feather. “Not an ordinary person,” the White Dragon’s little claws moved.
Soon, an image was projected in front of her.
Nine coffins guarded the Dragon Tomb. In front of the crystal coffin, a fairy with long legs and a domineering figure was gently patting her crystal coffin.
“Soft Feather? Black Panther, did you go to the mysterious island?” Heart Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword asked in puzzlement.
“No, it’s not my main body. It’s Da Da!” Black-skinned Soft Feather hurriedly waved her hand.
Sixteen, we have to return to the mysterious island immediately!” the White Dragon said anxiously.
“Are we leaving now?” Su Clan’s Sixteen turned her head and looked at Song Shuhang, who was hanging on the top of the tree in the Dream Realm.
The White Dragon suggested, “Take Little Sixteen out of the trial space and place it in Shuhangs ‘Tomb of Ninth Cultivator of True Virtue’. Use it as a coordinate and remotely monitor the situation here.”
After hearing this, Su Clan’s Sixteen’s heart skipped a beat. Putting Little Sixteen in Song Shuhangs tomb of the Ninth Cultivator of True Virtue…. was this the same as burying her in the same tomb?