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Chapter 126 The Strength of the Dragon Clan, Those Who Know, Know

The air in the main room seemed to have been sucked out, so stuffy that it was hard to breathe. Chenxiang stood there blankly, all the knowledge he had built up over the past sixteen years shattered in the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

His mother didn't die; she was a goddess. But she was imprisoned under Mount Hua—and the culprit behind all of this was his uncle, who never showed up during festivals but would retrieve him from the underworld.

His mother's uncle, however, imprisoned his niece and even his sister under the mountain, simply because they went against his wishes.

How could this world be so absurd?

"Master, what should I do?"

The boy's voice carried a last glimmer of hope, like a drowning person grasping at the only piece of driftwood.

My father is just a mortal and can't be relied on at all. Although my fourth aunt is a deity, she can't help him much either. Only the Master knows everything and can explain everything logically. He must have a way.

Shen Yi looked into Chen Xiang's bloodshot eyes, remained silent for a moment, and finally uttered two words: "Become stronger."

"Find every way to become stronger, as strong as your uncle, or even stronger than your uncle and stronger than the Heavenly Court. Only then will you be qualified to become the one who rewrites the rules."

These words struck like a thunderbolt, leaving everyone in the main room stunned.

"Can I... do it?"

Chenxiang's eyes widened. Was this a little too difficult?

He wasn't stupid. Although he didn't know exactly how strong his uncle Yang Jian was, just by looking at how the King of Hell bowed and scraped to his uncle, he knew that it was a level he couldn't even imagine.

Stronger than his uncle? Stronger than the Heavenly Court? He's just a mortal boy who can't even control a wasp properly, so what makes him so special?

"I have no idea."

Shen Yi said frankly that it was up to Chen Xiang to make the choice: "But if you can't, you will never see your mother again in this lifetime."

In fact, if it weren't for Yang Jian pressuring him from behind, Chenxiang would have considered giving up on saving his mother several times in the original story. But this can't be entirely blamed on him. After all, the Third Holy Mother was just a name to him, a mother he had never met, yet he was asked to risk his life to save her.

Being willing to risk one's life already surpasses that of the vast majority of people in this world.

"Chenxiang, the Master is right—you should give up."

Ao Tingxin sighed. Although Shen Yi's words were too shocking and somewhat smeared the Heavenly Court, it was indeed true. Chen Xiang was just a mortal now, and it was already a great fortune that he was alive. If the Jade Emperor knew of his existence, he would die without a burial place.

"Yes, it's agarwood!"

Liu Yanchang's face was full of sorrow. This man, whose edges had been smoothed by the years, stood there like an old tree bent by the wind: "Your mother only wanted you to live a happy life."

He certainly hated those deities who tore his family apart; he hated them so much that he couldn't sleep at night and gritted his teeth in hatred.

But he was even more afraid.

He was afraid of losing his son, just like he had lost his wife years ago. He dared not gamble anymore, nor could he afford to. So in the original story, he initially tried every means to bring Chenxiang to Liujia Village and let him live a normal life.

But after Chenxiang was truly crippled, he instead took his son and retraced their steps, because his son was now his only hope.

"Ah, the young man suddenly pushed open the door and rushed out. Liu Yanchang subconsciously tried to chase after him, but a hand pressed down on his shoulder."

"Let him calm down for a while."

Liu Yanchang opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. He plopped back down in his chair, as if all the bones in his body had been removed.

Naturally, they couldn't finish the meal. Ao Tingxin got up to say goodbye, and Shen Yi tactfully followed her out the door. Shen Yi lagged half a step behind, his gaze falling on Ao Tingxin's long golden hair. There were many things he couldn't say at the dinner table, but now it was different.

"Fourth Princess, please wait."

Ao Tingxin stopped and looked back at him. During Liu Yanchang's recollection of the story, Ao Tingxin's identity was also mentioned by him. Therefore, it was not strange for her that Shen Yi called her the Fourth Princess. However, she had no relationship with this teacher and only knew that he was Chen Xiang's teacher.

"Mr. Shen, is there something you need?"

Shen Yi took out a book from his pocket and handed it over: "Although this is our first meeting, since you are Chenxiang's fourth aunt, you should be trustworthy."

"This is a cultivation technique I obtained by chance, but I'm not sure if it's a demon cultivation technique. If it is, I'd like to exchange it with you for a cultivation method that mortals can use."

This technique naturally comes from Bai Suzhen's cultivation method in the world of "The Legend of the White Snake," making it the most suitable tool to serve as a starting point for further discussion.

Ao Tingxin casually flipped through the book. She already knew that this person seemed to have learned some minor magic from ancient books. For her, the fourth princess of the East Sea, this was naturally just a minor skill, so she didn't take the book seriously.

However, after she opened the first page and read only a few lines, her expression changed. This was not some kind of demon cultivation technique at all; it was clearly a legitimate immortal cultivation technique!

"Mr. Shen—you've made a mistake."

She raised her head, her dark eyes fixed on Shen Yi: "This is not some demon cultivation technique, this is a legitimate immortal cultivation technique, and an extremely precious one at that."

"It's more exquisite than any dragon cultivation technique I've ever seen."

Ao Tingxin paused for a moment, then added another sentence.

Shen Yi thought to himself, "Of course it's precious. This was passed down from Guanyin. In this world's terms, it's like being personally taught by a top-tier expert in the Three Realms." But he remained expressionless and simply smiled, "Is that so? Then, will it be very difficult to cultivate?"

However, this cultivation method is not from this world. He was afraid that the rules of this world were different, and that practicing it randomly would cause problems.

"It will definitely be difficult."

Ao Tingxin nodded in agreement, and even looked at Shen Yi with a more complicated expression.

It is indeed rare to find an ordinary person who can recognize their own needs without being blinded by greed.

While powerful martial arts manuals are indeed incredibly strong, they also have a characteristic: they are extremely difficult to master. For example, in the prequel, the Fifth Brother also possessed the Heaven-Splitting Palm technique. Even the Fifth Sister, who had mastered it, found it difficult to withstand even from Sun Wukong. However, when the Fifth Brother mastered it, Sun Wukong was able to slap him twice in return.

"In that case, Fourth Princess, can I exchange it for a cultivation method that ordinary people can easily use?"

Ao Tingxin thought to himself, "Just as I thought. There's a saying that a person's greatest virtue is self-awareness. Clearly, this teacher knows that he is of mediocre talent, and cultivating this technique is somewhat difficult for him."

However, she really wanted this cultivation technique. After all, the strength of the dragon race is well-known; they are practically food and mobile wallets in the myriad worlds.

Ao Tingxin took out a jade scroll from her sleeve and handed it to Shen Yi: "This is the basic cultivation method of my dragon clan. It is not particularly exquisite, but it is moderate and peaceful. However, compared with this cultivation method, it is really—"

"Thank you, Fourth Princess."

Shen Yi snatched the jade slip, unable to contain his smile: "I think this cultivation technique is far more valuable to me than the previous one."