Chapter 582 - 317: The Concept of the Changqing Immortal Dynasty

On the dim seabed plains.

The imposing and magnificent palaces of the Dragon Race rose in countless tiers, stretching almost as far as the eye could see.

A brilliant and massive Ancient Grand Array shimmered, nullifying the terrifying pressure of the boundless ocean. It made the colossal undersea city and its surrounding plains, mountains, and rivers appear no different from a continent on the surface. Not only was the Spiritual Qi abundant, but the land was also fertile and extremely rich in resources.

Towns, villages, and settlements of all sizes dotted the plains, where countless mortals lived and thrived, leading peaceful lives in a secluded paradise, untouched by the outside world.

Deep within the opulent and majestic Palace City, security was tight.

"...Word is that the Queen, who has been in seclusion for years, finally came out today!"

A gentle voice rang out softly in the lavish and elegant Secret Hall, which was filled with a subtle fragrance.

The speaker had a cold and distant expression. Her full, graceful figure was clad in a deep purple gown. She had cascading raven hair, flawless jade-like skin that looked exquisitely delicate, and a plump, lovely face. Her eyes, however, were filled with a cold, arrogant beauty.

She was Luo Qingyi, the Eldest Princess and daughter of the Dragon Race Leader. The passage of a century had left no mark on her, though her Cultivation had advanced from the early Stage to the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul True Monarch realm.

This showed that the Eldest Princess’s innate talent was exceptional, and she clearly hadn’t been idle over the years for her Cultivation to have improved so consistently.

"So, we all have to go and pay our respects later, don’t we?"

Another elegant, velvety voice spoke up.

The speaker was a tall, voluptuous dragon princess. Her features were stunningly beautiful, yet held an aggressive edge. She had green hair and purple eyes, and wore a magnificent Jade Half Body Armor over a Light Gold Long Skirt. Beneath the hem, the curves of her incredibly long legs were faintly visible.

An Ink-Colored Long Sword with Scabbard hung at her waist. The decorative patterns on the scabbard were so lifelike they seemed to ripple like a vast, emerald sea.

If Ling Changqing were here, he would have recognized her as Luo Qingyu, the Third Princess of the Deep Sea Dragon Race.

A century had passed, and Luo Qingyu now also possessed the Cultivation of a Nascent Soul True Monarch. However, her aura was slightly unstable, a clear sign she had only recently achieved her breakthrough.

Besides her and Luo Qingyi, the other dragon princesses present were mostly at the Golden Core Master Realm, their Cultivation ranging from the early stage to the Peak.

"...Paying our respects is no problem, of course. But do you all really believe the Queen has spent all these years in cultivation in seclusion?"

The Eleventh Princess, Luo Qingning, who was dressed in a sea-blue palace gown, spoke with a wry smile. She had a sweet, pure, and charmingly bright appearance.

Luo Qingyi’s fine brows knitted together. She shot her a look and said, "Whether she was or not, it’s not something we should be questioning right now.

"In any case, we’ll go and pay our respects together later. She is, after all, the Dragon Race Matriarch in name. We can’t neglect the proper courtesies."

’Back when Queen Bai Qingyi announced she was entering a life-or-death seclusion to comprehend profound Divine Techniques and Secret Techniques, none of them had really believed it.’

’It was far more likely that Bai Qingyi had pulled off a grand deception, secretly slipping away to travel the world in search of an immortal opportunity, wasn’t it?’

’And an immortal opportunity so supreme that it would cause the Dragon Race Matriarch to act personally could undoubtedly only be the Child of Destiny, Ling Changqing.’

’After all, the Sixth Princess, Luo Qingxuan, had been gone all this time without returning, and she hadn’t made any contact with the Dragon Race’s leadership. It was difficult not to let one’s imagination run wild.’

Although there was no proof, Luo Qingning was already convinced in her heart that Luo Qingxuan had found Ling Changqing. She believed the two were living like a pair of immortal lovers—and maybe Bai Qingyi had even joined them?

’It was just... even if they were mother and daughter in name only, wasn’t that too outrageous?’

"Perhaps... the Queen will tell us the truth this time?"

Another dragon princess with arrogant eyes spoke in a low voice. She was clad in soft armor as black as ink, which perfectly accentuated her slender waist, full hips, and sultry curves. A long, slender straight blade, shimmering with a crimson light, hung at her hip.

She was Luo Qingzhi, niece of the Race Leader, Luo Du. Though still young, she had performed exceptionally well in the Dragon Soul Valley trials. As a result, she had been specially nurtured by the Dragon Race’s upper echelons upon her return and had now reached the Middle Stage of the Golden Core Master Realm.

Luo Qingyi glanced around with a grave expression. Since the Secret Hall had been Shielded by layers of Forbidden Techniques and Divine Techniques, and all non-essential Palace Maids and guards had withdrawn, it was now quite safe to speak.

"I hear..."

The Eldest Princess subconsciously lowered her voice. "Our sixth sister is already in the Divinity Transformation Realm! And the Queen’s Cultivation has also increased significantly—she’s not far from the next Great Realm!"

"Is that true? Then doesn’t that mean the Queen is..."

The expressions of all the dragon princesses present changed dramatically, and for a moment, they suspected they had misheard.

"A Supreme Elder on duty in the Ancestral Hall hinted at it to me in private. It must be true!"

Luo Qingyi said with a smile. She had likely paid a hefty price to obtain such top-secret information, even having to ask her own mother, a royal consort, to dip into her private treasury for support.

In the Ancestral Hall, every important member of the Dragon Race had a Lifebound Soul Lamp stored there. Only after a member completely perished would their Lifebound Soul Lamp be extinguished.

Of course, if a Dragon Race member’s condition underwent a drastic change while they were away—such as suffering a sudden injury or achieving a cultivation breakthrough into a new Realm—a corresponding phenomenon would also manifest on their Lifebound Soul Lamp.

This was how the rumor had started within the Dragon Race. However, the Race Leader, Luo Du, had issued a strict gag order, forbidding anyone from discussing the matter publicly on pain of severe punishment.

"Is it because of him?"

Luo Qingyu whispered. Before the Eldest Princess could even answer, she had already concluded in her heart that it had to be.

’Besides the influence of the Child of Destiny, Ling Changqing, what other heaven-defying opportunity could possibly grant them such immense benefits?’