The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 140 Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other
Mount? The Third Prince's expression darkened upon hearing this. He was the Third Prince of the Dragon King, yet he was reduced to being someone's mount.
The Third Prince Ao Bing subconsciously looked at his father Ao Guang, but after a moment of surprise, his father exclaimed in delight, "Good, good! This is a great blessing for my son. Thank you, Fairy!"

Blessings? Blessings? Ao Bing almost vomited blood. Was this his father? He sold him out, and yet he still said such things. Could it be that he wasn't his biological son?

"Great! I have a mount, and it's a dragon. That's great!" The girl clapped her hands in surprise. When Ao Bing heard this, his eyelids drooped and he fainted.

"Don't he want me to ride him?" The little girl frowned slightly as if innocently seeing this, then looked at the Ice Lotus Fairy and asked.

The Ice Lotus Fairy smiled faintly and said, "What about you? Do you want to become my disciple?"

"If I become your disciple, I will have to go to Penglai Island with you to practice, and I won't be able to go back to see my father?" the girl asked back.

"Girl, my senior sister is a truly powerful person in the prehistoric world. If you learn skills from her, you will be able to help your father when you grow up," Liu'er said with a smile.

The girl glanced at Liu Er, then nodded and knelt down to the Ice Lotus Fairy and said, "The girl greets the teacher!"

"Okay, Junior Brother Liu'er, please take her back to the human race, meet the Human Emperor Shennong to explain the matter, and then send her to Penglai Island," Fairy Binglian nodded with satisfaction and instructed Liu'er.

After Liu Er responded respectfully, the girl smiled and waved to Ao Bing, who had just woken up, before leaving, saying, "I'm going home first. I'll come to Penglai Fairy Island to find you later!"

"Ao Guang, go back and send Ao Bing to Penglai Island!" After Liu'er took the girl away, the Ice Lotus Fairy said to Ao Guang, then turned around and left.

Fairy Yunxiao, who had been watching calmly from beginning to end, followed, while Ao Li stayed behind.

As soon as they left, Ao Bing immediately hugged Ao Guang's legs and said, "Father, no, I don't want to be a mount."

"Then you are no longer my son. Come, send this little beast to the human race to make amends to the Human Emperor," Ao Guang said coldly and directly.

Upon hearing this, Ao Bing was so powerless that he let go of his hand. He felt that he had been treated the most cruelly and mercilessly by the world since he was born. It was as if he had only truly understood the world today.

"Take your own son to apologize? Is this the only backbone left in the dragon clan?" Ao Li flew over and spoke in a cold voice.

Seeing Ao Guang's silent lowered head, Ao Li shook his head slightly and turned to look at Ao Bing and said, "Kid, you must remember! This world is cruel! When you are weak, you have no choice and no right to make mistakes, because you cannot bear the consequences."

"Right and wrong, fortune and misfortune are interdependent; everything is relative," Ao Li said, looking at Ao Bing, who was looking up at her. "Your father is right about one thing. Being able to become the mount of the Human Emperor's daughter and to cultivate on Penglai Island is indeed a great blessing for you."

"At least, this way you will have someone to rely on in the future, and no one will dare to bully you. And you will also have the possibility to break free from the fate of the dragon clan and become a truly powerful and strong man in the prehistoric world. Don't think about relying on the dragon clan or your father. You must work hard to make yourself the support and pride of your father and even the entire dragon clan, so as to live up to the ancestral dragon blood flowing in your body." Ao Li's words made Ao Bing stunned.

Ao Guang, who was lowering his head, slowly looked up at Ao Bing, his red eyes full of anticipation.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Xingyun Palace within the Primordial Starry Sky, Huang Long stared at the scene above the East China Sea that appeared in the void before him. He frowned and looked at the Xingyun Taoist beside him: "Did you arrange for Ao Bing to be the girl's mount?"

"What do you mean I arranged it? Do I have so much free time that I worry about this?" Taoist Xingyun said speechlessly, "Why, do you think Binglian is humiliating the dragon clan by doing this?"

"I understand. This is the best outcome. Binglian took care of the dragon clan," Huang Long said, shaking his head and sighing. Seeing that she was clearly still feeling a little uncomfortable, Taoist Xingyun couldn't help but ask, "What do you think would happen if the girl really died at Ao Bing's hands?"

"Conflicts between the human and dragon races are inevitable, and even a war may break out." Huang Long's face changed slightly.

"What will be Haotian's attitude?" Taoist Xingyun asked.

"I'm afraid he will lean towards the human race." Huang Long's face looked even uglier.

"I have calculated Ao Bing's fate. Would you like to listen to it?" Taoist Xingyun's words immediately made Huang Long subconsciously look at him.

Taoist Xingyun also continued, "If no one intervenes, Ao Bing will be the first to suffer the next catastrophe, and will be skinned and torn apart."

"Now, his fate." Huang Long's face changed and he couldn't help but say.

"As for fate, some things are beyond our control, while others can be chosen and changed," Taoist Xingyun continued. "In fact, ever since our daughter became the wife of the Emperor of Heaven and the mother of the Emperor of Earth, the human race has had the blood of the dragon race. The dragon race is destined to be connected with the human race's destiny in the future."

"Therefore, controlling the clouds and rain to benefit all living beings is not only a great merit for the entire dragon clan, but also allows them to gain recognition from the human race. For example, the cultivation of grains by the human race requires favorable weather to achieve a good harvest. As long as the dragon clan provides rain and dew, the human race will naturally be grateful to them and rely on them." Huang Long felt as if he had been enlightened after hearing Taoist Xingyun's words.

"It turns out that you have done so much for the dragon clan," Huang Long couldn't help but say as he looked at Taoist Xingyun.

Taoist Xingyun smiled and said, "You've contributed too! There are some things I can't do alone. In fact, why not do something that benefits both of us and work hard to make it a success? I just want to make this primitive world more harmonious."

"What a shame! Wherever there are people, conflict is inevitable," said Taoist Xingyun, looking outside with emotion. "A real war is about to break out for the human race."

"How could a war break out among the human race?" Huang Long asked with a slightly changed expression.

"This is something the human race cannot avoid going through, and this war is needed to consolidate the destiny of the human race," Taoist Xingyun said meaningfully.

Among the human race, in the Youxiong tribe near the Ji River, Shaoding married, and he married two wives at once.

Shaodian's two wives were named Nüdeng and Fubao. They were sisters and daughters of Youqiao, the leader of another large human tribe.

One night, Fu Bao dreamed of a flash of lightning surrounding the pivot star of the Big Dipper, and then the pivot star fell down. Soon after, Fu Bao became pregnant, and after twenty-four months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a child.

This child was naturally the future Emperor Huangdi. As soon as he was born, a Taoist priest came to the outside of the Youxiong tribe. He was Guangchengzi, the first disciple of the second generation of Yuxu, who was carrying a sword and looked extraordinary.

Guangchengzi naturally came to recruit disciples. Fortunately, he became a Daluo Jinxian before the birth of Huangdi. With the endorsement of his teacher Yuanshi Tianzun, he was qualified to be the teacher of Huangdi, the first of the Five Emperors.

(End of this chapter)