Yun Xiao's description shattered Xuan Xiao's understanding of the Dragon Clan.
It seemed that the Four Seas Dragon Kings and the Four Seas Dragon Palaces were merely facades. The Great Thousand Society Hall was the true foundation of the Dragon Clan.
It made sense. The Dragon Clan, once dominant and leading the scaled race, couldn't possibly have been without a hidden legacy. Even after the disastrous Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, a withered camel was still larger than a horse. The Dragon Clan was still the Dragon Clan.
Now, the Dragon Clan had become more cunning. They displayed weakness with the Four Seas Dragon Kings on the surface, conceding defeat, leading everyone to believe that was all they had left. But in secret, they nurtured strong individuals, waiting for their resurgence.
One had to admit, the Dragon Clan knew how to play the game.
But then again, since Long Cai'er's parents were elders of the Great Thousand Society Hall, they were undoubtedly two powerful Dragon Clan cultivators. Now, with Long Cai'er having been lost for so many years, had they not considered searching for her?
Looking at Long Cai'er, who was still crying, bewildered, and wronged, Xuan Xiao could only comfort her, "Long Cai'er, can you contact your parents now? Can you ask them to come and take you back?"
Long Cai'er shook her head, her dejection deepening. "Wah... wah... My cultivation was destroyed, I can't contact Father or Mother. And the spirit treasures Father gave me are all gone. Even if he wanted to find me, he wouldn't be able to. Wah... wah... Cai'er is so miserable..."
"Don't cry first! Where are your parents, I'll take you home?" Xuan Xiao continued. He had initially thought Long Cai'er was just a relatively rare member of the Dragon Clan, so he accepted her. But who would have thought she had such a complex background, with her parents being the Dragon Clan's foundation?
Under these circumstances, Xuan Xiao should find her parents as soon as possible, and give them a proper explanation.
After hearing Xuan Xiao's words, Long Cai'er cried even harder. "Father and Mother are both in the Great Thousand Society Hall, and the Great Thousand Society Hall is in the Abyssal Trench. Without the spirit treasure Father gave me, outsiders will lose themselves in the trench, unable to find the Great Thousand Society Hall. And with the Hall Master's restriction, Father and Mother can't leave the Great Thousand Society Hall at will. Wah... wah... Cai'er can't go home."
The small Long Cai'er became more and more heartbroken as she spoke, her loud cries wouldn't stop. Xuan Xiao could only watch helplessly, feeling extremely speechless.
Xuan Xiao understood what the Abyssal Trench was without Yun Xiao needing to explain. It was the deepest part of the sea, shrouded in endless darkness, even the sunlight would be swallowed by it. Outsiders entering it would definitely face certain death.
Unexpectedly, the Great Thousand Society Hall and the Dragon Clan's foundation were actually hidden here. In addition, there was a so-called Hall Master in this Great Thousand Society Hall? What kind of existence was this Hall Master?
Xuan Xiao felt strange. But he also knew that Long Cai'er couldn't go back for the time being.
Xuan Xiao comforted Long Cai'er, "Okay, okay... since you can't go back for now, stay with me in the Tianxing Tribe. Heal your wounds, and strive to recover your cultivation. Maybe there will be a chance to go back."
Long Cai'er sobbed, finally nodding helplessly, her big eyes hung with tears, her grievance indescribable.
Xuan Xiao and Yun Xiao exchanged glances, without saying anything, their understanding was unspoken.
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In the blink of an eye, many years passed.
The Tianxing Tribe, after accepting countless refugees, had already developed into a large tribe with millions of inhabitants.
The food shortage caused by the disaster had also been resolved as the tribe's strength grew. After all, with more people, there were more people practicing the Form Intent Art. Among them, countless human geniuses emerged, coupled with Xuan Xiao's continuous refinement of the Form Intent Art, making the tribe's strong individuals emerge one after another.
With more strong individuals, there were more hunters. Many tribe members even dared to venture out beyond the East Sea Coast to hunt, solving the food problem. With the passage of time, the impact of the disaster on the East Sea Coast gradually faded, numerous wild beasts reproduced and thrived, and there were many edible flowers, herbs, and trees, gradually meeting the tribe's consumption needs.
Especially after the disaster, the East Sea Coast became even stronger. Not to mention the distant places, just the innate spiritual energy of the East Sea Coast was at least twice as dense as before. And the abundance of spiritual energy brought with it more resources.
Regarding this change, Xuan Xiao also asked Hou Yi. Hou Yi explained that among the countless island fragments from the disaster, there were many Dragon Veins. Also, the corpses of the Sea Clan, Kuafu's remains, and the blood and flesh of the Golden Crow, all transformed into nourishment for the East Sea Coast over time.
The East Sea Coast advanced further, the Tianxing Tribe's development became even faster. Xuan Xiao was naturally happy about this.
Now, the Luck Bead within Xuan Xiao contained countless times more luck, turning it into a veritable ocean. Over the years, Xuan Xiao had also divided the luck in the Luck Bead into several levels. The weakest were the Luck Mist, Luck Cloud, Luck Sea of Clouds, Luck River, Luck Lake, and Luck Ocean.
The levels above the Luck Ocean, Xuan Xiao hadn't accumulated that much luck yet, so it was difficult to define them.
At the moment, Xuan Xiao admired his abundant luck, feeling that under the cover of luck, his cultivation speed became even faster.
The newly created Form Intent Art had evolved to eighteen thousand variations. The reason it could evolve so much was also thanks to Hou Yi's guidance. As a great witch who walked the prehistoric world, he had encountered countless divine beasts. Hou Yi showed his experiences to Xuan Xiao, allowing Xuan Xiao to comprehend and create.
And the Form Intent Art's eighteen thousand variations, Xuan Xiao also cultivated to the pinnacle with the effect of luck.
Unfortunately, the cultivation of the True Dragon Second Transformation, Xuan Xiao still lacked the necessary accumulation, making it impossible to achieve. And the four demon clan techniques passed down from Hou Yi, Xuan Xiao had also comprehended deeply, but he couldn't cultivate them, nor could he transform them into techniques suitable for human cultivation.
The only thing he could transform was the method of drawing the True Sun Fire from the Great Sun Golden Crow Scripture to temper oneself.
Now, Xuan Xiao drew the blood and flesh of the Golden Crow's corpse, transforming it into the Great Sun Fire, burning himself, and tempering his flesh and blood.
But perhaps it was because he had become accustomed to being burned by the Great Sun Fire, or maybe it was because Xuan Xiao had consumed Golden Crow blood and flesh and practiced the 'Golden Crow Form' before. As a result, the effect of this Great Sun Fire on Xuan Xiao's tempering had gradually weakened.
Of course, this method was something Yun Xiao and the tribe's members could only look at with fear. After all, they didn't have the Luck Bead to protect them, nor the Burning Luck Divine Ability to empower them. So they could only watch helplessly, choosing to give up on tempering themselves with the Great Sun Fire.
Xuan Xiao toured the tribe, admiring its various aspects, and the tribe members he encountered along the way all respectfully bowed to him.
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