Chapter 246
**Chapter 264: The Marriage Token, Broken by My Arrival**
In the land of the Qingluan clan.
The night was tranquil, with the moon hanging high in the sky.
A young girl, delicate as wings spun from jade, was bathed in the moonlight, her figure shimmering like frost.
She sat on the branches of the tallest tree in the clan, her long legs gently swaying, cradling a large-headed doll in her arms.
It seemed she was... lost in thought?
Ying Bing gazed at the moon, her eyes dazed, resembling an exquisite jade sculpture.
Before she could gather her thoughts, the branch beneath her shifted slightly, and the visitor... was the girl in blue.
After spending several days together, Ying Bing had learned her name.
Luan Qing.
Dinglingling—
Luan Qing’s message was clear:
“It’s time to set off. The elder asked me to let you know.”
“Okay, thanks.”
Ying Bing nodded.
But Luan Qing didn’t leave; she hesitated, wanting to express something but feeling shy, burying her head in her own pair of wings.
“Is there something you need my help with?”
Ying Bing’s voice, usually clear and bright, seemed softer than usual.
After a moment of hesitation, Luan Qing shook her bell with an unusual rhythm.
It was a fragmented sound; if not for Ying Bing having learned some musical notes recently, she might not have understood.
“Could you help me hang this on the Marriage Tree at the Xuankong Temple?”
Luan Qing’s face was filled with hope:
“I’ve heard that if you hang your wish on the Marriage Tree, your destined partner will appear soon, and then I’ll be able to speak.”
“Sure...”
Ying Bing reached out to take what Luan Qing offered, only to find it was two silk pouches.
Luan Qing smiled and shook her bell:
“You already have a destined partner, but hanging the pouches on the Marriage Tree can still bless you with happiness...”
“...”
Ying Bing fell silent for a moment, then opened her mouth, but before she could speak...
“Xiao Bing! Where are you? We’re about to leave!”
Shang Qin Qing’s voice echoed.
“Coming.”
Ying Bing lowered her gaze for a moment, her fair, slender fingers ultimately grasping the pouches and placing them inside the large-headed doll.
With a flutter of her wings, the girl soared into the night sky.
...
Meanwhile.
The fishbone boat glided over the waves, creating a splash that startled the unknown beasts in the jungle, sending them scattering in all directions.
“Long time no see.”
Li Mo sat atop the eye socket of the fish head, gazing at the familiar giant moon, the lunar patterns on his dantian glowing faintly.
He had been staying in the Heishui Marsh, the territory of the Mingjiao clan, where the weather was either overcast or rainy, and he hadn’t seen the moon for quite some time.
The moon was cold and serene, as always.
It felt like the countless times he had looked up at its light before.
Hmm.
Little Li was lost in thought, but it didn’t hinder his observation of the lunar divine intent.
In the small world, the moon hung high, seemingly connected to the moon outside in some vague way.
An automatic cleansing of the soul, observing divine intent.
“Lord Tianjiao?”
“Li... Mo, brother?”
A voice suddenly came from behind, startling Li Mo out of his reverie.
Turning around, he saw Murong Xiao and Wu Da Meng.
“What are you doing wandering around at this hour? You’re walking so quietly, you nearly scared a dragon out of its wits.”
Murong Xiao patted his shiny head:
“I thought Brother Mo could see us.”
“I was in deep meditation, fully focused. Murong, is this your first day knowing how serious I am about my practice?”
Li Mo spoke with righteous indignation, then cleared his throat and asked:
“What’s up?”
“I’m hungry.”
Murong Xiao hadn’t eaten again tonight.
He was a vegetarian, but the Mingjiao clan’s vegetarian dishes were just water plants meant for picking teeth.
“Hey, I picked some wild chives; we can roast them.”
“That’s not a good idea.”
“Hmm... right, the Buddhists seem to consider chives as meat...”
“No, Brother Li, today is my first day of abstaining from indulgence; it’s crucial, I absolutely cannot fail again.”
“...”
In the end, Murong Xiao still ended up eating roasted chives, not just because they smelled so good.
Li Mo had told him that since it was the first day, eating chives wouldn’t change that; tomorrow would still be the first day, and the count wouldn’t decrease.
It wouldn’t suddenly turn into the second day.
Even the Buddha couldn’t say you gave up halfway!
Murong Xiao thought Brother Li’s reasoning was quite philosophical; he seemed to understand the Buddha better than he did.
“Delicious.”
“Go ahead and eat. Da Meng, do you want some? How about adding cumin and chili?”
Wu Da Meng was about to nod when Li Mo shook his head:
“Let’s skip it; if you eat, it’ll probably rain again.”
The Mingjiao clan had a rule: no sneezing while walking in the southern regions.
“By the way, some passing water clans brought you gifts.”
Wu Da Meng, munching on chives, looked enviously at the talented Li Mo.
“Cough, just pile them over there.”
Li Mo pointed to a corner of the fishbone boat, where many gifts from water clans and other tribes were stacked, all seeking marriage.
Their journey had been as grand as when he was announced as a prosperous partner in Yunzhou...
“Aren’t you going to take a look? At least consider it.”
“What’s there to see?”
Li Mo showed little interest.
Wu Da Meng, however, was persistent: “For example, this one, it’s a red crystal coral sent by the princess of the giant whale clan. She may be a bit large, but...”
“How large?”
“Her true form is... about a hundred feet long?”
“Too small?”
“Uh... how about you take a look at this sea king squid clan’s...”
The powerful water clans heading to the Xuankong Temple were not limited to the Mingjiao clan.
Some had traveled from the South Sea, having heard of the Tianjiao’s deeds, and the Mingjiao clan was different from certain tribes.
Some tribes only allowed internal unions to maintain blood purity.
Even more so, like the Qingluan clan, who were all eagerly waiting for their destined partners.
But the Mingjiao clan was never too strict about the species of their partners.
This was evident from Murong Xiao, who was sitting there eating chives.
“Da Meng, tell me the truth, did you receive any benefits?”
Li Mo said irritably: “You’re only introducing those large ones.”
“I think a male should pair with a strong female. Humans say this is called... living off a woman? Living off a woman is quite comfortable, Brother Mo, I’m only considering your well-being.”
Wu Da Meng spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Otherwise, how could he become an actor dragon...
Li Mo fell silent for a moment:
“Where did you learn this?”
“There are often storytellers by the river in Nanguan City. I frequently hear a story called ‘The Overbearing Empress Falls for Me,’ which makes a lot of sense.”
“Stop listening to those stories; they’re all science fiction. Do you understand science fiction? It’s as absurd as saying a Mingjiao dragon can sneeze without it raining.”
“Respectfully...”
“Hmm?”
Li Mo noticed that after transforming, Wu Da Meng had a robust physique, bearing the fierce and intimidating traits of a dragon, and he seemed to be leaning towards becoming Wu Da Meng.
His fists instinctively clenched, feeling strange.
The next morning.
In the distance, a grand ancient temple could be seen atop a mountain, seemingly radiating holy light amidst the clouds, its majesty overwhelming.
Xuankong Temple.
And after Little Li disembarked from the fishbone boat, he encountered a significant dilemma.
He hadn’t even stepped off the fishbone boat.
From afar, he could see a large crowd of water clans gathered at the dock, mostly women with water clan features, elegantly dressed and bringing treasures from their tribes.
Some weren’t even there to compete for the divine jade at Xuankong Temple.
What were they there for?
Of course, it was for the true dragon bloodline!
Even if it was just a trace!
Even if it might be very faint!
As long as it existed, there was a possibility of returning to ancestry, a chance to leap over the dragon gate!
The scene was quite grand.
Tianjiao Little Li leaned back, taking a deep breath.
“This is bad; they’re coming for me.”
...
**PS:** I’ll fix any typos later; if you see any, please let me know.
I ask for the audience’s support; just a little boost will do, heh heh.
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**Chapter 265: The Water Clan Blind Date Conference, Ice Block is About to Arrive on the Battlefield!**
The dawn broke, casting a golden glow around the Xuankong Temple atop Jinding Mountain, creating a breathtaking spectacle of golden light, its grandeur unmatched.
The foot of Jinding Mountain was bustling with activity, many demon clans gathered, and as in previous years, the atmosphere was thick with tension.
But the reason for this tension seemed a bit off...
The fishbone boat slowly approached the shore, and Tianjiao Little Li was gazing up at the sky, unsure of what he hoped to see in the heavens.
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