After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 275 Destined Person

Meng San, who had been keeping her eyes closed, opened her bloodshot eyes.

Song Nan's speeding figure suddenly stopped.

The boy behind him finally breathed a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to catch up.

"Our master sent us here." Seeing that Song Nan had finally stopped, the two boys hurriedly spoke up. "Our master said that you have the key to open the Dragon Prison Sea. Now, no place in the six continents is suitable for you to stay for long. Only by leaving this place may you have a chance to survive."

Song Nan looked at the two of them warily. "How did he know? And your master's name is Qingdeng?"

No, he didn't meet Qingdeng in this life, so what happened?

He suddenly remembered something and looked sharply at Meng San in his arms.

"Were you just calling out... a girl?"

"Yes, Miss Tang, if you remember, our master said he owes you a huge favor, one that even selling him wouldn't be enough to repay. So this time, we've come to repay it."

The young man said, "If you two believe us, please come with us quickly."

Song Nan glanced down at Meng San.

He recalled what Tang Ling had said to him before in Xuwu Mountain.

If Tang Ling really did meet Qingdeng and buy that sword in this life, would Meng San retain the memories from that time?
Or rather, are the words of these two teenagers truly trustworthy?

"Listen to them," Meng San said, meeting Song Nan's gaze without room for argument.

Nowadays, they really don't have any better options.

Song Nan nodded and said solemnly to the two boys, "In that case, I'll leave it to you two."

The two boys finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't worry, Young Master Song."

***
The sky was covered with dark clouds, reflecting the black seawater, making it look like a huge, bottomless pit.

The relentless giant waves swept across like a long dragon, transforming into ghostly claws as they approached the shore, fiercely smashing everything in their path.

"This flying dragon is nothing more than an ordinary demonic beast. Come to my house and you can sit wherever you want."

"Kid, can you ride a dragon?"

"Dragon... It's been so many years since the human world has seen a dragon."

For some reason, the following dialogue echoed in Meng San's mind.

Because it is a recent memory, it easily recalls the person who spoke and the scene.

That was a conversation between Yuan Yulang and Yan Liang on their way to Xuwu Mountain, when they were riding on a flying dragon sent by Xuwu Mountain.

They should be in the vicinity of the Prison Dragon Sea, where that kid should still be breaking the ancient formation with a group of seniors.

Little did anyone know that Song Nan had already used his memories from his previous life to go into the ancient formation, find what he wanted, and even found a golden scale.

"That's right, it's the Golden Scale."

The two boys were also talking about ancient formations.

"The golden light that burst out from the ancient formation of the Dragon Prison Sea should be the golden scale left behind by the dragon clan in the ancient formation. The hall master said that the golden scale is the key to unlocking the dragon clan's dormant place."

key?

"You mean, the Prisoner Dragon Sea is indeed named after the Prisoner Dragon?" Song Nan asked.

“That’s right,” the boy said. “They carved out another world beneath the sea, which allowed them to survive. However, if it weren’t for the dragons, I’m afraid no other race would know how to enter. There is only one way: to use the golden scale that the dragons left behind back then.”

"When the hall master was traveling around, he learned from others that the patriarch of the dragon clan once said that those chosen by the golden scales are destined for the dragon clan. Even if they are not members of the dragon clan, they can enter the dragon clan by possessing the golden scales."

Song Nan's heart skipped a beat, and he deliberately said, "But where is that golden scale now?"

The two boys paused noticeably in flight. "After hearing about this, the hall master searched for the golden scale, studied the dragon bones based on it, and created a compass that could detect the location of the golden scale."

As they spoke, one of the boys took out the compass from his pocket. "We discovered it when we were in the temple, but we kept using our magic to control the compass so that it wouldn't turn."

The compass the boy took out was the same one he had when he entered the temple, and now, without any magical control, the compass needle pointed precisely at Song Nan.

"You two need not be nervous. The Hall Master was unable to deduce the location of the Golden Scale before. He only told us to use a compass to look for it on our way to find you, because it was something he had once wanted to investigate. The Hall Master is very curious. When he heard that a golden light was flying out of the ancient formation of the Imprisoned Dragon Sea, he guessed that it was the Golden Scale."

Seeing the wary look on Song Nan's face again, the young man quickly said, "Young master, please don't doubt the hall master. He originally wanted us to take you two to a safe place, but the situation is urgent now, so we thought that if you two really have golden scales, perhaps this is a way to hide."

They are now surrounded by pursuers on all sides. The demons and various sects in the lower realm are all after them. Meng San's magic power is limited, and he has only recently recovered.

The situation is indeed very serious.

“With your golden scales, the dragons will naturally treat you with respect. You two can rest and recuperate after entering, and then we can discuss things further once you have fully recovered,” the young man suggested.

After a long silence, Song Nan looked at the boy.

"The hall master you're talking about, is he...?"

"The head of Zhizhi Hall—Lu Zhizhi," the young man said with pride. "Our head is knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, and he enjoys traveling all over the world."

It turns out that it was the famous Zhizhi Hall from a previous life.

It turns out that Qingdeng's real name is Lu Zhizhi.

No wonder he knows so much.

No matter past life or this life.

He remembered the sword he had obtained from Qingdeng, his desire to take him as a disciple, his taking him on trips, and his excited statement that the spirits of the Nangong family had never done anything immoral.

Finally, he remembered that he had said his sword would only be sold to those destined to possess it.

Now he says he is a destined person of the dragon race.

Where do so many destined people come from?

He inexplicably twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he were smiling. Under the boy's nervous gaze, he raised his head and said, "Please, both of you, lead us to the entrance to the Dragon Clan."

The entrance to the Dragon Clan is actually still within the ancient formation.

Think about it too.

Since the dragons are trapped in the ancient formation, the entrance to their territory must also be within that ancient formation.

As they spoke, the group arrived at the bottom of the mine on the Fengdu Continent.

This was because Song Nan led the two of them here.

"The water-based array within an array that you mentioned, young master, perhaps..."

Before entering the rift leading to the ancient formation, the boy wanted to give Song Nan one last explanation of how to break the formation.

He couldn't continue speaking, but only glanced at Meng San in Song Nan's arms.

"I can break it," Meng San said calmly. "Go in without worry."

That water-based formation within a formation was truly terrifying.

Song Nan still remembers the terrifying feeling of losing power.

How can someone who obtains a golden carp be considered a destined person if they suffer such harm?
Perhaps even if they were to enter the Dragon Clan, it wouldn't be as safe as they imagined.

However, Meng San is probably not afraid of this kind of danger.

He nodded and, with the two boys watching him go, disappeared back into the crevice.