Dragon Tamer

Chapter 634: Chapter 636: Cutting Down the Sparrow Wolf God

“Let’s leave the dream world,” said the female Dream Master. “Without the Midnight Dream Demon, the Yama Dragon won’t be able to find you anytime soon. Even if it knows you are in Sparrow Wolf Divine City, it has no idea when you left, nor can it ambush you in advance at any Earth Temples or in the wilderness at night where you might stay.”

She wanted to leave his dream world as soon as possible.

Who knows if upon Hua Chou’s appearance, this man might have chopped him down as well. Comparing other gods to the likes of Hua Chou, even in dreams, even as a mere bystander, felt like a profanity, a sin!

…

After exiting the dream world, the female Dream Master indeed did not take any money!

Zhu Minglang looked at the female Dream Master, and suddenly, it was as if an acrobat within his heart was rapidly spinning atop a spinning top!

Ultimately, she couldn’t resist being charmed by his character and fatal attractiveness. Taking money from such a man would mean severing all ties, reducing it to nothing more than an ordinary transaction of flesh. But not taking money meant there would be a thread of connection left, perhaps weaving a different fate in the future.

Zhu Minglang nodded contently, politely thanked the female Dream Master, leaving behind a meaningful smile as he jauntily made his way out.

Alas, he was a married man, his wife both literate and martially skilled. It was better for them to forget each other from now on.

The female Dream Master returned to her room and ordered the young servant to shut the door and not receive any visitors.

The young servant, full of confusion, couldn’t help but ask, “Master, why did you let that person return the money? That’s not the rule. Did you really take a liking to him? Was his dream that different, belonging to one who’s not tainted at all?”

“Nonsense!” The female Dream Master blushed with anger, glancing in the direction where Zhu Minglang and others had departed, “He chopped down the Sparrow Wolf God in his dream. Such a person who disrespects gods and is chased by demons beyond hope, I, as an Immortal Master, do not wish to have the slightest entanglement with him, not even in a monetary sense!”

“Ah? There are such people in this world?” said the young servant.

“Hmph, unless he himself truly becomes a god, his fate within the Tianshu God Domain is sealed to be doomed,” the female Dream Master replied.

“Could he really become a god in the future?” the young servant asked.

“How could that be possible!!” The female Dream Master glared at the young servant and continued, “If he becomes a god, I’ll drink the water I use for foot baths from the Stone Pool!”

“Master, then later I’ll add some of your favorite Sweet Chrysanthemum to the pool,” said the young servant.

The moment the female Dream Master was about to sip her Sweet Chrysanthemum Tea, she felt nauseous and, flustered and exasperated, she splashed it away.

…

Walking back to the costly inn where they slaughtered pigs, Zhu Minglang didn’t talk much.

Mi Rong followed closely by his side, noticing that the God-selected Big Brother was deep in thought and didn’t dare to interrupt.

Pang Kai was the type who wouldn’t say more than half a word unless you spoke to him first.

The three walked along the bustling main road of the Sparrow Wolf Divine City, occasionally spotting some rare and exotic beasts passing through the spacious streets of the Divine City. Inside those carriages inlaid with gold and jade, who knows what dignified individuals were carried—so arrogant and domineering that being run over by their Dragon Beast Carriages seemed like an honor to those pedestrians not paying attention.

Zhu Minglang was pondering over something.

Naturally, it wasn’t about the success of his freeload; a person like him should get used to this eventually.

He was thinking about that Midnight Dream Demon.

The demon’s transformation into the Sparrow Wolf God was indeed how Zhu Minglang imagined it, but he noticed something: the Sparrow Wolf God that the Midnight Dream Demon had transformed into was missing an arm.

He wore a luxurious ultimate Beast Robe, but he was missing a limb.

If the Midnight Dream Demon was completely replicating the Sparrow Wolf God from his imagination, there was no reason for it to be missing an arm.

After all, when he first walked on the main road, the Sparrow Wolf God he saw sat high on the Star-gazing Platform, both arms intact.

The missing arm situation must have been the Midnight Dream Demon’s own doing.

Did the Midnight Dream Demon have a hole in its head?

It should have just copied the Sparrow Wolf God’s appearance Zhu Minglang had envisioned in the dreamscape. Why would it choose to leave out an arm?

Unless the demon was faulty,

could there be a possibility:

The Midnight Dream Demon had actually seen the true form of the Sparrow Wolf God.

It at least knew about the important characteristic of the Sparrow Wolf God missing an arm.

So, in the dream world, to perfectly transform into the likeness of the Sparrow Wolf God, it took the initiative to add the missing arm trait, thinking that this authenticity would better intimidate Zhu Minglang in the dream.

“Mi Rong, has anyone seen the true form of the Sparrow Wolf God? Is he missing an arm?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Ah??” Mi Rong found the God-selected Big Brother’s thoughts to be quite jump-starting, and after being stunned for a moment, she said, “I haven’t seen it, but surely many in the Sparrow Wolf Divine City have. He is not missing an arm. But it has been some years since our Sparrow Wolf God has shown himself.”

“Some years since he showed himself? So whether he’s missing an arm now is unclear, right?” Zhu Minglang said.

“It’s not wrong to say that, but as a god, how could one possibly have an arm chopped off? That must be the deed of a very powerful being,” Mi Rong said.

Zhu Minglang touched his chin.

Hearing Mi Rong say this, Zhu Minglang also felt that perhaps his imagination was too wild, too readily making such exaggerated assumptions based on the strange behavior of the first Midnight Dream Demon.

Among the memorable people he knew, the one missing an arm was that man with the last name Bo, although he was from the Upper Realm, although he possessed bizarre techniques, and although the territory governed by the Sparrow Wolf God was indeed the closest to Li Jiting…

“Right, can gods pass through the Nothingness Fog?” Zhu Minglang had already dismissed his meaningless speculation but asked Mi Rong offhandedly.

“Yes, it’s what the Holy Monarch told me. Gods have the ability to pass through the Nothingness Fog and descend into other Star Continents. But the vast majority of gods don’t do this,” Mi Rong said.

“Why is that? Don’t gods like traveling? I feel if I were to become a god, I’d quite like to go… erm, broaden my horizons on other continents,” Zhu Minglang said.

“The cost is great. Gods that pass through the Void Sea and Nothingness Fog naturally inhale the fog into their bodies, which greatly limits their divine power. It takes several years to purify the fog that isolates divine power,” Mi Rong explained.

“So you mean, if gods don’t find the right method and forcibly descend to other Star Continents, they would be temporarily demoted to mortals?” Zhu Minglang’s tone shifted subtly.

Mi Rong nodded.

This she was sure of.

Their Holy Monarch was the closest person to the God Xuan Ge, so what the Holy Monarch told her couldn’t be false.

Still, the vast majority of gods wouldn’t take such a risk.

In other Star Continents, it is like venturing into unknown, unfamiliar lands; gods with suppressed divine power, although stronger than most mortals, also face the possibility of perishing.

Unless there is something on that Star Continent worth the risk for that god.

“What’s the matter, Brother Zhu? Have you perhaps seen a god who descended by force?” Mi Rong asked.

“I encountered a man who descended to our Li Jiting from another place, who possessed a technique that could absorb all life, spiritual energy, and power,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Such a technique is rare, not to mention perhaps too powerful. All cultivators can only absorb spiritual energy, who has ever heard of also taking life and turning it to one’s own use?” Mi Rong remarked.

“The flowers and trees withered as well,” Zhu Minglang recalled.

“Such abilities are unbelievable. Even if he is not a True God, he could potentially become a heretic deity in the future,” Mi Rong said.

Zhu Minglang nodded.

When he encountered that man with the last name Bo, Zhu Minglang felt that his Divine Mortal Ability was too terrifyingly powerful, which is why he didn’t hesitate to try and chop him down at all costs.

Unexpectedly, the man was too strong, and Zhu Minglang managed only to chop off an arm, nearly losing his life on the spot.

Right, why did the Void Vortex suddenly appear at that time?

Was the emergence of the Void Vortex also related to that man with the last name Bo?

If he linked his recent speculation with this question,

The man with the last name Bo was the Sparrow Wolf God, forcibly descended to Li Jiting. Due to inhaling the Nothingness Fog, his divine power was obstructed, his strength greatly reduced, so he sought to heal himself by consuming life, Spirit Island, and all energy of heaven and earth, then happened to be encountered by Zhu Minglang, who was exiled from the Imperial City and wandering about…

When life was at stake, did he use his remaining divine power to strike the Void Sea, creating the Void Vortex that whisked Zhu Minglang to another place?

Such a coherent logic!

Zhu Minglang suddenly felt a tingle on his scalp!!!

No way.

No way!!

The person he chopped was the Sparrow Wolf God?

It’s one thing to chop the Sparrow Wolf God in a dream, but if he really did chop the arm of the Sparrow Wolf God in reality, how could he continue with his happy and fulfilling life? Based on the timeline, if that man with the last name Bo was really the Sparrow Wolf God, he should be close to regaining his divine power by now!!

The appearance of the Void Vortex had always been something Zhu Minglang couldn’t understand.

Why he fell into the vortex, why he was transported to Wutu…

If there was no other explanation, then he could only seek the reason from his enemy – after all, Zhu Minglang had also visited that Spirit Island not too long ago, which was just a little richer in spiritual energy but had nothing else too special!

“Brother Zhu, what’s the matter with you? You look a little pale, did you dream about something terrifying? I look just like that when I wake up from a nightmare,” Mi Rong asked with concern.

“The most tragic thing in life is to chop the Sparrow Wolf God in a dream, only to wake up and realize you actually did it!” Zhu Minglang said with a bitter smile.

“Look on the bright side, Brother Zhu. After all, some things are just speculations. There’s no need to worry too much unless they’re confirmed. And besides, I can help you verify this,” Mi Rong said.

“You have a way?” Zhu Minglang was surprised – as expected of his little padded jacket, getting more and more lovable by the day.