Where's the Dragon God!

Moonlight fluttered downwards towards Wu Long's body, and his eyes began to roll behind their fleshy curtains.

Suddenly he opened his mouth and beams of moonlight entered, directly flooding his system.

Wu Long then spat out a turbid breath and sighed, "This damn technique. Why couldn't it require Demonic Yin Qi, why does it need Heavenly Yin Qi?! Damn it!"

Celestial energy was easily broken down into many infinities of energy forms. Like a spectrum of light. For example Evil Spirit energy was made of Demonic Yin Qi, and Evil Qi. While ghosts typically also carried Demonic Yin Qi, but also Astral Qi. Phoenixes even followed this order, unless through some unconventional means such as with the Blue Luan which was originally a Phoenix before mutating with Heavenly Ice Qi.

Phoenix

Humans thus were a little special, they could absorb all forms of Qi, while the efficiency was lesser compared to other beings. It wad comparable to exchanging efficiency and quality, for quantity.

Yet even Humans had spirit roots, and bloodlines, as well as other mechanisms to improve their absorbtion of celestial energy. Of course this was meaningless until Divine gate, when a Cultivator could open the Divine gates in their body, and produce a Dantian. Before this the energy would simply enter and leave, leaving behind slight advances in physique.

Yet not all techniques had this requirement, some were called ancestral path techniques, and also some called soul tempering techniques. Both incredibly rare. The White Dragon scripture happened to be an ancestral path technique, one would need to absorb Heavenly Yin Qi, and Draconic Qi, and produce an ancestral tomb in their minds. This would connect to the ancient realm of dragons, where one could train their bodies, get the inheritance of other dragons. Not to mention gaining their Dragon blood, and soul bound dragon pet.

There were only benefits. Yet Wu Long was complaining as while the Taiji Immortal Technique cultivated Heavenly Yin Qi as well, and as his moon goddess physique was helping him quite a bit, but in comparison to the Spurn of Heaven physique, and the Evil spirit powers he's been cultivating, absorbing Demonic Yin would have been much easier.

Yet without a choice, he silently absorbed the light from the moon.

Three months silently flew by, and on that night suddenly the moonlight covering Wu Long seemed to become even brighter. It surrounded him like immortal cloth, drawn by fairies afraid to touch his celestial body. White mist coiled around his, covering his body only allowing the sound of thunder that echoed from his breath to erupt.

Wu Long began to move his arms around, and filaments of light gathered from the Heavens, dimming the world, and formed into a single ball the size of a watermelon.

Wu Long hummed, and the ball of energy began to shrink rapidly.

Curving at one edge, and eventually becoming a Yin bead. It shrunk to the size of a nail, and then entered Wu Long's forehead.

Wu Long used his mental energy and steadily attracted the Yin bead, pulling it higher and higher inside his sea of consciousness.

Once it reached it's apex, suddenly the Yin bead began to spin.

Thick heavenly Yin Qi spat outwards coloring his sea of thought, and then turning into a glowing mass around the bead.

Slowly the bead disappeared and in it's place was a moon, with invisible steps drawn into the moonlight.

Wu Long's astral projection followed up the stairs, and dove into the moon.

...

In the Immortal realm, in the Great Twilight mountains, that covered the abyss country, where all dragon kind lived.

A coiled black color dragon, suddenly rose it's head.

It then roared loudly, it's bellow echoing across the Nine Heavens.

A golden crown materialized on it's head, and it broke through the head of the palace it rested in.

It climbed into the sky, it's eyes surveiling the Ten thousand realms.

Suddenly, a powerful feminine voice echoed, "Hear my command! Go to the Blue star minor realm, and retrieve the descendant of the White Dragon! You are to treat him, as if facing me! Now go!"

Immediately the environment of the usually quiet realm of dragons was disturbed.

...

Wu Long arrived in a strange realm, with a grey backdrop filling Heaven and Earth. Crumpling pieces of earth hid behind swirling towers of mist. Rivers of fire, and blood fell from every end, and thousands of thunderous roars echoed.

Wu Long silently moved forward. The first thing he needed to do was connect to the ancestral tomb, right now the connection between the two was flickering like a tongue of fire in winter.

Wu Long hurriedly moved towards where his body was called.

Stumbling onto a mountain, with towering ancient trees, and thin rivers coiling the hills. A moon hung loosely above, and the dull grey of the realm was expelled and drawn instead was a clear silver.

Wu Long climbed the mountain, reaching the peak.

His breath exploding out, and from a cave near the peak, a thin dragon rolled out.

Drawn with sleek white scales that were as sharp as a saber, a long white mane hung behind it's two antler like horns.

It's deep blue eyes absorbed Wu Longs presence.

A calm and soothing voice echoed silently, "Hm. After ten thousand years, finally a descendant has cultivated my legacy. Yet not only are you a male, but you also do not share any blood with the dragon race."

The dragon, spun around Wu Long. As if a snake sizing up it's prey. It's slitted eyes twitching from each minor thought flying past her head.

"Well no matter. I need an heir after all, nothing else to do."

She sighed, and said, "My name is Erus, I was called the Exalted White Paragon, I reached the level of a Paragon, and made the Heavens tremble. All this was done alongside my husband, the Demonic Black Paragon. Using our two Cultivation techniques allows two individuals to cultivate our special powers, thus allowing our descendants to acquire such powers that compare to us! Human what is your name?"

Wu Long laughed slightly, no impressed with the dragons heavy language. A Paragon was all good and everything, no good couldn't compare. A paragon was technically the last stage of cultivation, any cultivator could achieve. Above a paragon, a step ahead was the power of Heaven's will. To become Heaven's will one needs to kill the current Heavens will, thus Paragon is what has been the status Quo supreme being. Furthermore not every Paragon wanted the responsibility of being Heavens will, as the name suggests, Heaven's will is literally to become the Heavens. The advisor of all creation, and the company of the Infinite Dao. Furthermore other's similarly didn't acknowledge this approach. Everytime Heavens will changed, everything would change. A thousand worlds would die, a thousand Immortals would die, even Paragons could die. Simply the transferring of power from one supreme entity to another, causing a total change in the system of cultivation, it was simply an absurd principal...

Nevertheless, while Wu Long felt being a Paragon was amazing, with their Immortal life, and infinite power, the fact remained to end up here the White Dragon had in the end died. A paragon was only worth itself in it's actual practicality, a empty title like the one the white dragon held was simply a laughable joke tossed during a drinking session.

Perhaps having sensed Wu Long's attitude, she showed a glare that faintly caused the air to still.

"Senior White Dragon, this junior is named Wu Long. I have come to cement our relationship, and thus create an everlasting sobriety between myself and the dragon clan."

An attitude neither servile, nor completely insulting.

Wu Long smirked.

"Wu Long. Dancing Dragon? Hm, perhaps we two share some destiny. Nevertheless, come let us finish the bonding of fates."

Wu Long stepped forward, and presented his hand.

The White Dragon took his hand, and a gold vine stretched from their arms wrapping around their hands, interconnecting the two.

"I acknowledge Wu Long, and his relation to the clan of Dragons."

"I acknowledge the relation between myself and the clan of Dragons."

A dim red glow shuttled between the two, and then the vines slowly retreated back into their arms.

The White dragon, leaned on the ground, "So what will you do now?"

Wu Long sat down, and then said, "I need to get some dragon blood, preferably either Demonic Yang, but Heavenly Yang will also do, furthermore the grade..."

The White dragon slightly laughed, before questioning, "Oh, so you do not want my bloodline, is that so?"

Wu Long smirked silently.

The White Dragon sighed, "Do not worry, I hold nothing against you. In fact I acknowledge you as a more competent junior. While I achieved a great deal in my life, the limits of my bloodlines use exist too heavily. Other juniors they are far too exited to think it true, and in the end can only lament."

Wu Long smiled, "Senior is indeed wise."

White dragon laughed, "Shameless bastard! Have you no respect or consideration! I can sense your obvious disdain, but remember this I was a Paragon!"

Wu Long scratched his ear, and said, "Yes aunty. Little Long knows very well, you. Were. a paragon."

Wu Long said, "Senior you should also understand, while you are indeed a great figure. Those who bask in the glory of the past, are unable to conquer the future. While I don't disdain you as you said, I do not feel a need for excess respect and admiration. You are simply an ancestor, who's ways I acknowledge and will use as a stepping stone to achieve greater results.

The White dragon smiled, "I really like your personality kid! No other junior, even the arrogant princesses who were raised disdaining upon the countless beings were are truthful and smart as you! Very well, this old gal has some steam left in her, I'll accommodate you to search for some powerful chances!"

Wu Long smiled, he simply said, "Thank you."

White dragon then coiled like a centipede, and rested on her spun tail. One claw stroking her chin.

"If it's Demonic Yang, I know quite a few excellent fellows. There's that fellow Teses, who has the demonic destroyer dragon bloodline, but you can probably guess from the name it isn't that good. There's also lil Gong, who was the mount of Reverend Sakya, but that fellows Earth Titan Dragon bloodline has a lot of weaknesses, it isn't the best... Savarthi and her flame demon bloodline is also a good choice. But if you asked me, I'd say elder brother Julius and his Imperial demon dragon bloodline is the best. Yet I personally would say that's a waste of your talents. With your cultivation methods from what I can see, as well as your spirit roots and temperament, there's only one dragon's bloodline that is fitting for you... But that fellow will be quite a problem for us to handle. The others with a bit of sweet talk from this esteemed beauty, and they would concede. Yet that old fellow... Ha..."

Wu Long asked curiously, "What kind of bloodline is it?"

White Dragon seeing Wu Long's desiring eyes, sighed before saying, "The Ancient Dragon God Paya Ras Ghul, and his Demonic Yin and Yang attributed bloodline, the Devil's Repentance Dragon bloodline. It's the 2nd strongest bloodline in all the realms, only second to the Ancestral Beast Gods Eternal, Endless incarnation bloodline. Yet Senior hasn't talked, nor passed any heritage down for his trillions of time here. He just sleeps. The bloodline is unique and only belongs to him, it was a mutation of his Heavenly Emperor Dragon bloodline. I have only met him a couple of times, but he's cold and disinterested in anything. Furthermore he can actually kill you in this realm, unlike the rest of us. So I should say not to do it."

Wu long nodded.

He asked, "Regardless. Without an attempt, there would be no point in any further consolation. It's either the best or nothing. I haven't come this far, killing and robbing, becoming a degenerate that does all kinds of heinous things to stop to some old geckos opinion!"

White Dragon frowned, "I am also a dragon brat."

Wu Long smiled, "You're way better beautiful senior sister, you are like a carp riding the dragon gate."

White Dragon snorted, and said, "So even I cannot appreciate your respect?"

Wu Long said with a wave of his hand, "You misunderstand, I disdain dragons. I admire the carp and it's determination to soar to the Heavens. Meanwhile an arrogant dragon is without substance, only piggybacking on it's superiority."

White Dragon sighed, "Silver tongued bastard! Your name should be Bai Lian. Bloody two faced brat!"

Wu Long shook his head, and climbed White Dragon's body towards her head.

He held on tightly, and said jokingly, "Mush, my steed!"

The White Dragon's lips twitched, and a cruel smirk danced on her face.

She loosened her nails, and then shot off like a bullet, the air flashed past like blades.

Wu Long hurriedly tightened his grip, complaining, "Damn Dragon! Do you wish to kill this sir?!"