The Primordial Era: Starting with Jingwei Filling the Sea

The Dragon Palace's main hall was paved with celestial gold, its pillars were made of celestial jade, and coral-shaped lamps hung on the walls, illuminating the hall with great light.

On the dragon-carved throne, a middle-aged man with green hair and a red face, dressed in an azure dragon imperial robe, roared at a battered and bruised youth: "What a disgrace to our family! How could my East Sea Dragon Clan produce such a rebellious son as you? You dare to plot against the daughter of the Human Emperor! Do you think my Dragon Clan is living too well and want to wipe out our entire race?!"

It turns out that the little green dragon that almost killed the girl was actually the third son of the Dragon King of the East Sea.

Ao Guang almost roared out. He never expected that he had only gone to the Sagara Dragon King's house for a banquet, and Ao Bing had caused such a big disaster.

In this era, the human race is the true protagonist of the world.

Humans, possessing the vast and ancient land and blessed with the destiny of the protagonist of heaven and earth, could crush the dragon race into dust even if their strength was inferior to that of the witch and demon races.

Their dragon clan was left with only the Venus Dragon Ancestor to hold the fort. However, the Venus Dragon Ancestor's condition was far from optimistic; he himself was barely able to protect himself.

Those burdened by karma will encounter all sorts of calamities the moment they appear in the world. To avoid this, the Old Ancestor Zhulong sealed himself in a great sea trench.

In this situation, Ao Bing not only failed to bide his time and conceal his abilities, but also actively provoked the human race.

Ao Guang was truly enraged by Ao Bing. If Ao Bing were not his son, he would have executed him on the spot to quell the anger of the human race.

Ao Bing knelt below, trembling, his small face deathly pale, devoid of any color.

He had already been severely injured by Fang Yang, and after being redeemed by Ao Guang, Ao Guang didn't even give him a chance to heal before taking him to the palace.

"Ao Guang, you heartless bastard, is this how you treat your own son?"

Just as Ao Bing was about to be dragged away by the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, a woman dressed in colorful coral clothing stormed into the hall and pointed her finger at Ao Guang's nose, cursing loudly.

Although this woman's figure was somewhat out of shape, she still retained her charm if you only looked at her face.

Upon seeing the woman's arrival, Ao Guang immediately felt a headache coming on. His dragon niece had an extraordinary background; she was Geng Wu Niang, the daughter of the Yangtze River Water Emperor, who was the eldest son of the Geng Chen Ancestor.

If the Ao clan is the royal family of the dragons of the four seas, then the Geng clan is the royal family of the dragons of the land.

Of course, Ao Guang and Geng Wu Niang's relationship was a free love, not a political marriage. Geng Wu Niang was once incredibly beautiful; in her youth, she was the most beautiful woman in the dragon clan. After being with Ao Guang, she gave birth to too many dragon sons and daughters, which damaged her vitality, causing her to become a haggard old woman.

"Mother, Father is going to hit me."

When Ao Bing saw his mother arrive, his fear and apprehension vanished. He rushed to the Dragon Queen's side, tears streaming down his face, and began to sob.

"Mother, it was Crown Prince Yuan Suo who said that our East Sea Dragon Clan were all cowards who couldn't even handle a little girl, which is why I attacked the human princess. Father doesn't blame Crown Prince Yuan Suo, but instead punishes me."

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang became even more furious. He slammed his hand on the armrest of the throne, and the armrest, made of immortal jade, instantly shattered, exploding into a burst of sparks.

"You unfilial son! How dare you mention Yuan Suo? If he told you to die, would you have done it?"

The Prince Yuansuo mentioned by the father and son was the son of the Dragon King Sagara, who was the Dragon King of the Western Water System.

Ao Guang befriended the Dragon King Sagara in order to build a wider network of connections and pave the way for the future of the dragon races of the four seas. Unexpectedly, his attempt to befriend him backfired, as Sagara plotted against him.

What angered Ao Guang the most was this: his son was too stupid, being so easily used as a pawn. It was only thanks to Fang Yang's timely intervention that this wretched child was crippled; otherwise, who knows how far things would have escalated.

Even though Fang Yang crippled Ao Bing, Ao Guang was still somewhat grateful.

Geng Wuniang shielded Ao Bing tightly behind her, her eyebrows furrowed, and she retorted to Ao Guang, "Ao Guang, stop showing off in front of your own people! That brat Yuan Suo insulted my East Sea Dragon Clan, which is a slap in our faces! Bing'er is still young and acted impulsively because he couldn't stand the anger. If there's any fault, it's Yuan Suo's fault for provoking us first. Why are you blaming Bing'er?"

"I'm punishing him for his stupidity! For his ignorance of the immensity of the world!"

Ao Guang tried to reason with Geng Wu Niang, but was Geng Wu Niang a reasonable person? If she were, she wouldn't have raised her son to be like this.

She covered her ears and shook her head repeatedly, saying, "I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen."

Then, she picked up Ao Bing and carried him out of the main hall, leaving behind only Ao Guang, whose face was ashen, and several soldiers and generals who looked numb.

After Geng Wu Niang and her son left, Ao Guang sighed helplessly, "A doting mother often spoils her son."

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals stood in the hall, daring not to say anything or ask anything.

The affairs of the Dragon King's family were not their concern. Moreover, they had heard that in order to quell the anger of the human race, the Dragon King had given up 30% of the Dragon Palace's resources and promised to help the human race control the floods of the Xiang River, thus preserving the Dragon Clan's foundation.

It's easy to imagine how terrible Ao Guang's mood was at that moment.

However, the matter is not yet resolved.

"The Intercepting Sect, Fang Yang."

Ao Guang's face was grave; his son had offended a disciple of the Jie Sect.

Admittedly, Ao Bing did not attack Fang Yang, but Fang Yang punished Ao Bing. Ao Guang, that old dragon, would absolutely not give the disciples of the Jie Sect a chance to cause trouble.

Ao Guang was quite lucky.

Fang Yang's original plan was to visit Zhao Gongming at Mount Emei and receive some rewards. However, after consuming the Creation-Mending Pill, his cultivation level broke through again, reaching the late stage of the Golden Immortal realm in one fell swoop.

He wanted to stay at the temple to consolidate his cultivation, lest a breakthrough be too rapid and affect his foundation.

That's why Ao Guang's trip wasn't in vain.

Although Ao Guang was unable to meet Fang Yang in person, he successfully left the "apology gift" on Ningzhen Island. Seeing that Fang Yang accepted the gift, Ao Guang returned to the Dragon Palace with peace of mind.

The disciples of the Jie Sect were, after all, disciples of a sage and had received the sage's teachings. No matter how domineering they were, they were still reasonable.

Fang Yang avoided Ao Guang because he didn't want to fall into someone else's trap. After learning of Xiao Qinglong's identity, he began to have doubts about the girl.

What a coincidence! The Dragon King of the East Sea just happened to be visiting the West, Nüwa just happened to be playing in the East Sea, and Ao Bing just happened to meet her. One coincidence is one thing, but a series of coincidences combined become an inevitability.

Although Fang Yang has already intervened in this matter, as long as he doesn't continue to get involved, he won't get bogged down in it.

As a disciple of the Jie Sect, his occasional act of saving someone's life was in accordance with the will of Heaven, and no one could find fault with him.