Chapter 100: Beat You Until You Submit (2)

For a while, only a hundred-zhang True Dragon could be seen in the sky being chased and pummeled by a tiny figure, screaming repeatedly as dragon scales flew—the scene was extremely brutal.

"Do you submit?" Chen Chuan smashed a fist into the bridge of Ao Kun’s nose.

"Ow! I don’t submit! A warrior can be killed but not insulted!" Ao Kun remained stubborn.

"Will you be a mount?" Chen Chuan kicked the soft flesh of the dragon’s belly.

"Ouch! No! Dragon Lord would rather die than yield!" Ao Kun curled his body.

"Will you hand over the Dragon Essence?" Chen Chuan struck his spine with an elbow.

"Pfft... I’ll give... I’ll give! I’ll give it, okay! Stop hitting me! Any more and I’ll really be a dead dragon."

"Dragon Lord submits! I’m willing to offer my Dragon Essence! Just please stop hitting my face!"

Ao Kun finally couldn’t take it anymore. He slumped in mid-air, face bruised and swollen, pleading weakly for mercy, not forgetting to emphasize protecting his handsome face at the end.

Hearing this, Chen Chuan finally stopped. He stood in the Void Realm with his hands behind his back, looking down at this ruffian dragon whose spirit had been beaten out of him.

With a long face, Ao Kun slowly opened his dragon mouth.

A fist-sized, purple-gold light sphere, surrounded by nine dragon patterns and emitting a surging life Aura and Soul fluctuations, slowly flew out.

This was his natal Dragon Essence!

As the Dragon Essence slowly flew toward Chen Chuan, a flash of cunning and ruthlessness flickered in the depths of Ao Kun’s eyes.

Just as the Dragon Essence was about to touch Chen Chuan, he suddenly activated his Divine Thought.

Swoosh!

The Dragon Essence suddenly accelerated, crashing toward Chen Chuan’s brow like a meteor, while his main body turned to flee.

He intended to risk damaging his Dragon Essence to launch a sneak attack and heavily injure the kid, then take the Opportunity to escape far away.

However, Chen Chuan seemed to have expected this move.

The moment the Dragon Essence accelerated, his figure swayed slightly like a phantom, easily dodging the certain-kill blow.

The Dragon Essence brushed past his temple, not even touching a single hair.

"I was prepared for this trick of yours."

Seeing the sneak attack fail, Ao Kun’s Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, he again transformed into a streak of light to flee.

"Still want to run? Too late!"

With a thought from Chen Chuan, a cluster of flame, deep as ink yet flickering with a strange heart-shape, suddenly appeared.

Myriad Poison Heart-Corroding Flame!

Whoosh!

The sea of fire instantly spread, forming a massive flame cage that completely enveloped the space for dozens of miles around.

The flames burned silently, yet they emitted a terrifying Aura capable of corroding the Divine Soul and burning all things.

Just as Ao Kun reached the edge of the flames, a tremor from his Soul made him stop dead in his tracks.

He looked at the ink-black flames in horror, his dragon scales trembling.

"What... what kind of fire is this? Dammit, how many trump cards does this kid have?"

He tried to spit out a breath of dragon fire, wanting to open a gap.

However, the dragon breath hit the Myriad Poison Heart-Corroding Flame like a stone sinking into the ocean, instantly corroded and assimilated, making the flames burn even brighter.

No way forward, no way back; there was no escape.

Watching Chen Chuan approach step by step, and seeing the desperate black sea of fire around him, Ao Kun completely broke down.

"Don’t, don’t come over, I was wrong."

"I won’t dare do it again. I’ll give you the Dragon Essence, and I’ll be your mount."

"Please put the fire away; this thing is terrifying to dragons."

He lay prostrate in mid-air without any dignity, his massive dragon head pressed tightly to the ground, signaling complete submission.

Chen Chuan snorted coldly, dispersed the Myriad Poison Heart-Corroding Flame, and walked up to him.

This time, he showed no politeness, giving him another thrashing until Ao Kun was crying for his parents and repeatedly promising he had no ulterior motives before stopping.

The miserable Ao Kun had completely lost his temper this time.

With extreme reluctance and fear, he handed his natal Dragon Essence to Chen Chuan once more.

Ao Kun’s voice carried a sob:

"Big brother! Here is the Dragon Essence. Please, please take good care of it."

"If this thing gets damaged, this old dragon... I’ll be truly finished. At best, my cultivation will be wasted; at worst, my Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!"

Chen Chuan reached out and took the purple-gold Dragon Essence.

He felt the surging essence within and the power that faintly resonated with his own Bloodline.

He nodded:

"Don’t worry. I only need to borrow the power of your Dragon Essence to temper my own Bloodline and take it a step further."

"When my Bloodline reaches Major Achievement, I will naturally return it to you."

"In the meantime, stay by my side and be a good mount."

Hearing this, a complex look flashed in Ao Kun’s dragon eyes—both fear of losing his Dragon Essence and a faint glimmer of hope for the future.

At least his life was temporarily saved, and there was a possibility of getting his Dragon Essence back.

"From now on, you’re my big brother," he replied dejectedly.

"What is your name?" Chen Chuan asked.

"In response to big brother, this old dragon is called Ao Kun."

"Ao Kun?" Chen Chuan glanced at him, his tone flat but carrying a chill. "Remember, since you’ve submitted, you must be loyal. If you dare have any thoughts of betrayal..."

His gaze swept seemingly casually over the lower part of Ao Kun’s belly:

"I will definitely cut off that ’little kun-kun’ of yours, ensuring that for the next billions of years, you can only stare at female dragons and goddesses without ever being able to take action."

Ao Kun instantly squeezed his hind legs together, his dragon scales standing on end as a chill rushed from the tip of his tail straight to the top of his head.

This threat was too vicious!

Too brutal!

It was a direct hit to this old lecherous dragon’s vital weakness.

"This old dragon’s loyalty to big brother can be witnessed by heaven and earth, and shown by the sun and moon. If I have any betrayal in my heart, let me be impotent forever."

Ao Kun was so scared he hurriedly pledged his loyalty and swore oaths, fearing he’d be half a step too slow.

Seeing his cowardly state, Chen Chuan finally nodded in satisfaction and casually made a promise:

"Very well. Follow me, and you won’t lack benefits in the future."

"When I reach the absolute Peak, let alone a few female dragons, what difficulty would there be in getting you a Dragon Clan harem?"

Ao Kun’s dragon eyes lit up at once. Although he knew it was a hollow promise, at least it was something to look forward to, right?

He hurriedly put on a fawning face. "Big brother is mighty! This old dragon will certainly do his best and go through fire and water for big brother without hesitation."

Just as Chen Chuan and Ao Kun were communicating harmoniously, a change occurred in the Secret Realm.

Rumble!

The entire sky and earth of the Secret Realm shook violently without warning.

It was as if some colossal creature was waking up.

Following that, in the deepest part of the Secret Realm, a brilliant and magnificent divine light containing nine mysterious colors suddenly shot into the sky, connecting heaven and earth.

An indescribable ancient, vast, and holy Aura swept through the entire Secret Realm like a tide.

At this moment, all surviving Cultivators in the Secret Realm, no matter where they were or what they were doing, were attracted by this Aura and that soaring nine-colored divine light.

After a brief silence, there was total excitement.

"A heaven and earth phenomenon; a peerless Opportunity has appeared."

"Quick, go! If we’re late, we won’t even get a sip of the soup."

"Nine-colored divine light—a divine object must have appeared."

Countless figures were like a swarm of locusts crossing the border.

They rose into the air from every corner of the Secret Realm, turning into streaks of light and racing madly toward the direction where the nine-colored divine light had risen.

Chen Chuan looked up at the nine-colored light pillar that pierced the heavens, Chaos light flickering in his eyes and the corner of his mouth slightly upturned.

"It seems the greatest secret of this Secret Realm is finally about to be revealed."

With a movement, he landed on Ao Kun’s broad dragon back.

"Let’s go, Old Loach, we’ll go join the fun too."

Although Ao Kun grumbled in his heart about the nickname Old Loach...

He didn’t dare say much at this moment, only resignedly letting out a low growl and swaying his dragon body to carry Chen Chuan.

He transformed into a dazzling purple-gold streak of light, moving quickly toward the center of the Secret Realm that had drawn everyone’s attention.