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

Chapter 285 Inheritance
In a small, unnamed courtyard on the Gu Clan Continent.

Just as the tall, burly man was about to swing his giant axe, a sudden, earth-shaking tremor erupted.

The man immediately steadied himself, paused for a moment, then put down the giant axe. Amidst the tremors of the ground, he first took out a viewing mirror from his pocket and ran his hand over it.

The smooth mirror surface was completely black and showed no reaction.

A barely perceptible hint of disappointment crossed the man's face. "There's been no news for many years."

Just as he finished sighing, the telescope heated up, followed by a cursing voice, "Wei Mu Tou, what are you saying! Doesn't my noise count as noise?!"

His normally straight lips curled up slightly, but his voice remained flat and unwavering, just like a piece of wood.

“Such an earthquake occurred once many years ago,” he said. “It was the time you went with Yan Zhen.”

“I understand what you mean,” Yuan Yulang said. “You mean that the last thing we learned from the Lingxian Sect was that she disappeared in the Prison Dragon Sea, and with that, the vortex disappeared. So it’s very likely that she entered the vortex—now that there’s this commotion, it’s possible that the vortex has appeared, and she might have appeared as well.”

“That’s right,” Wei Zhiming said, “but there’s no news of her through the telescope.”

"Tch, do you think she'd keep that broken mirror of yours?" Yuan Yulang said. "But I just heard some news that this commotion might really be related to Tang Ling. Instead of wasting time looking at the mirror, why don't you do what I did and go check it out there?"

"Come on, everyone—something definitely isn't right."

A cold, clear female voice suddenly rang out from the mirror, startling the two of them.

"Oh, isn't this the philanthropist Fu Da? Here we go again, doing his chivalrous duty?" Yuan Yulang, realizing what was happening, immediately became sarcastic.

"Excuse me, I just saved someone." Fu Qingcheng's tone was calm, even with a hint of seriousness. "'Kind Person' doesn't sound good. I've made up my mind. From now on, help me spread the name 'Female Bodhisattva'."

"……hypocritical."

"Go to hell."

"What do you mean by 'something's not right'?" Wei Zhiming seized an opportunity to interrupt their verbal sparring.

Fu Qingcheng cleared his throat. "I happen to be near the Prisoner Dragon Sea, and now more and more people are gathering here—the whirlpool from back then has reappeared."

**
Quiet.

A deathly silence.

black.

As black as ink.

Only two heavy, incessant panting sounds echoed in the darkness.

"Is it over?"

After a long silence, a hoarse female voice broke the silence.

“It’s over.” Another equally hoarse and deep male voice rang out.

It was Meng San and Song Nan who had just finished their reincarnation in the "domain".

Their clothes were completely soaked and stained red with blood, their hair was disheveled, their faces were covered in sweat, and their incessant heavy breathing indicated their exhaustion.

If anyone who knew the two were present, they certainly wouldn't be able to tell them apart.

But these two will definitely recognize each other.

Because, through countless reincarnations, they had long been familiar with each other's most wretched and pathetic appearances.

Despite their exhaustion, both of their eyes shone with excitement.

at last.

We finally succeeded.

This cycle has finally been broken!

All the clamor, shouts of battle, and corpses strewn across the fields fell into deathly silence in an instant.

Both of them felt a long-lost sense of peace.

It was Meng San herself who broke the tranquility.

“We succeeded.” She gasped for breath and said to the void, “It’s time to keep your promise.”

Another deathly silence fell. After a long while, just as Meng San grew impatient and was about to speak again, a blurry figure gradually became clear in front of the two of them.

The two were slightly taken aback.

Because the dragon prince who appeared at this time was no longer the white jade dumpling they had seen a hundred years ago.

Instead, it appeared to be an adult male dressed in blue brocade robes.

The adult Dragon Prince had a pair of melancholy eyes, and when he looked at the two of them, he had completely lost the arrogance and domineering attitude he once had.

"finally……"

The Dragon Prince's voice was very soft, yet his words seemed to carry a tremendous weight.

"We've finally won!"

The three faced each other, and although they all looked very different from what they had looked like a hundred years ago, they could still recognize each other.

Meng San narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the Dragon Prince.

The Dragon Prince was all too familiar with this expression. He paused slightly as he walked over, and his previously hesitant gaze became much clearer.

“Um…” The Dragon Prince’s eyes began to wander, looking at the sky and the ground, but not at the expressions of Meng San and the other two.

Thank you.

Finally, he mustered his courage, looked at the two of them, and said with a look of guilt in his eyes, "You've suffered, both of you."

"Let us out." Meng San didn't want to waste words. If this kid didn't have the power to decide whether the two of them could leave, she would have punched him a few times already.

The Dragon Prince naturally sensed the suppressed anger in her tone. "Actually, these cycles of reincarnation are also beneficial to your cultivation."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Song Nan, seemingly unintentionally. "Look, your cultivation speed has improved quite a bit."

Indeed, the speed of advancement in this cycle of reincarnation is much faster than in my previous life in the world beyond the Dragon Prison.

Song Nan remained relatively calm. Perhaps it was because he had already tempered his character through countless killings, or perhaps it was because these cycles of reincarnation had indeed brought him great benefits in his cultivation.

"So, we should thank you?" Meng San wasn't buying it.

The Dragon Prince gave a wry smile. "That's not what I meant. You helped me overcome my obsession, so naturally I should give you some reward."

Hearing this, Meng San finally showed some interest, but his tone still carried a threat, "It had to be a worthwhile reward."

"Don't worry," the Dragon Prince nodded. "My reward for you is the legacy of the Dragon Clan—all the traditions left behind by the ancient Dragon Clan through their cultivation to this day."

Meng San raised an eyebrow.

Actually, it was pretty much what she expected.

“Before the cycle of reincarnation, you observed Song Nan many times,” she said. “So these reincarnations were both to break your obsession and to test whether Song Nan could become a good successor?”

"You've caught me." The Dragon Prince chuckled dryly. "But that's only half true. You too can inherit the Dragon Clan's legacy."

Meng San did not respond, but instead chuckled softly.

The Dragon Prince felt somewhat aggrieved. Weren't the protagonists in those storybooks who were about to receive the inheritance all very excited?

"I know you might not like it," he said somewhat hesitantly.

Indeed, judging from this period of time, Meng San's strength is really too strong. This is even with the laws of the domain suppressing his true strength. If it were unsealed, who knows how terrifying he would be.
In fact, what Prince Xiaolong didn't know was that what truly suppressed Meng San was the laws of nature in this world. Therefore, even she herself didn't know how strong she was.

Meng San was too lazy to explain these things; she simply smiled.

"I can accept making Xiao Song stronger; this reward is worth it."

Song Nan didn't expect Meng San to say that.

Her initially excited heart fluttered slightly, but when she opened her mouth, she said, "Could you... use a different form of address?"

Meng San glanced at him, saw the awkward expression on his face, and then let out a hearty laugh like before reincarnation.

Seeing her smile, a faint smile also appeared on Song Nan's face, a smile that hadn't appeared for a long time.

The Dragon Prince let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the two of them, and his expression became serious.

"Then, you two, the inheritance begins."