**A Lie** (1/1): Using this skill can turn one of your lies into reality, lasting for seven natural days.
Yu Xunge carefully tucked away her hand bone; the Soul Catcher had become her treasured possession, bringing her endless surprises, much like a cozy cat nest.
Tu Lan had quietly snuck up behind her, trying to nibble on her wings.
Yu Xunge sighed, “What are you doing?”
Only then did she realize her voice had transformed into a dragon's roar.
This skill is amazing!
She turned to Tu Lan and said, “From now on, you shall be called Tu Lan.”
Tu Lan: “……” Immature.
Once Yu Xunge returned to her human form, she pulled the mischievous Tu Lan into her arms and asked, “Shall we play mahjong or stir up trouble on Dragon Island?”
Tu Lan pulled out a pair of sunglasses from her pocket and put them on. “Of course, we’re going to Dragon Island! I want the dragons there to know what it means for the Dragon King to return!”
Yu Xunge: “You… do you even realize how silly you sound?”
Tu Lan raised a claw, pointing a dragon finger at her, and said in a low voice, “Don’t worry, working with me, you won’t lose out. The dragon scales are something we find together, but you’ll be the one to synthesize them. When the time comes, it’ll be seventy-thirty in your favor.”
Yu Xunge’s gaze instantly hardened, and she declared with conviction, “Alright, Dragon King.”
She had thought from the first time she met Tu Lan that this dragon was extraordinary; turns out, she was the Dragon King!
She really needed money. She had to prepare several plans for collecting moon sand before entering the high tower—skills or items, anything that could resolve the clock issue in one go.
According to the words of Ding Hai, if they couldn’t extract the moon sand, they would resort to a second plan to simply clear it out and discard it, or use a skill to transfer it elsewhere…
How could that be acceptable! That was no different from drinking her blood and eating her flesh!
The human and the dragon, both dreaming of wealth, lost all thoughts of sleep and set off for Ze Lan. After entering Yasi City, Yu Xunge used Ze Lan’s “Wind Scythe, Hurry Up” service to send a letter to Lucia, requesting a few days off.
She also sent a letter to Hufflepuff, as her assessment would need to be postponed for a few days.
As she mailed the letters, the cooldown for her skill, **Reverse Moment**, just ended. Timing it perfectly, she crafted a skill crystal for **Reverse Moment**. This was a skill she dared not sell; she would keep it for herself. Moreover, she could only make it until November 30th, as she wouldn’t be able to create it after December 7th, to avoid entering the high tower with the skill still on cooldown. What if it took 300 years to cool down? That would be a huge loss.
In the past, it took Tu Lan over thirty hours to fly from Tun Tun Mountain to Dragon Island. Sometimes, if she rested longer, it could take around thirty-seven hours. Even flying non-stop required at least thirty-three hours. But after leveling up from level 14 to 15, not only did Tu Lan gain fifty additional attribute points, but her four main attributes also increased by 1%. Her advanced stats like resistance, willpower, hit rate, and critical hit rate also saw slight improvements. Most notably, her flying speed had noticeably increased.
She had only leveled up twice, yet had become so much stronger; Yu Xunge couldn’t help but feel envious.
The dragon race was so powerful; no wonder the twelve holy clans had to force the dragons to descend upon Blue Star, and they only sent Tu Lan, a mere hatchling—though Tu Lan insisted that this opportunity was her own scheme, anyone with eyes could see it was the result the entire dragon race had tacitly agreed upon.
In less than thirty-three hours, the human and the dragon arrived at Dragon Island, where no great dragons came out to greet them anymore.
Yu Xunge sighed, “Is this it for the beloved pet?”
“……”
“Dragon King, is this really it??”
“……”
Tu Lan felt she might never grow up; she might just die of frustration before reaching adulthood, thanks to Yu Xunge.
**Chapter 305: Absolute Clarity (SS Level)**
After Tu Lan flew Yu Xunge to the dragon nest in the North Snow Pile of the Holy Grail and exchanged greetings, they headed to the place where Feng Qie and Di San often fought.
Feng Qie was a black dragon, while Di San was a white celestial dragon. Yu Xunge had witnessed their battles during her first visit to Dragon Island; both dragons were at a higher level than the North Snow Pile, both at level 177.
When Yu Xunge and Tu Lan arrived, the battle between the two dragons had just concluded, and they were now in a standoff.
Tu Lan took a deep breath and raised the black-and-white scale high. “Di San, Feng Qie~ let’s make peace, for my sake!”
The two colossal dragons slowly turned their heads, looking down at Yu Xunge and Tu Lan.
Tu Lan felt her legs weaken. She silently asked the scriptwriter, “Is this really going to work? Are we going to make it out of Dragon Island alive?”
Yu Xunge: “Can’t we just beat you to death?”
Tu Lan: “No, that’s not what you said earlier! You said you were a professional at this kind of thing!”
Yu Xunge: “Huh?”
Tu Lan: ……
Just as she finished speaking, Di San and Feng Qie had already appeared before them, their sizes shrinking to be more comparable to the two of them.
The scale had some mysterious balancing rules inscribed upon it. The two hatchlings couldn’t see it, but Di San and Feng Qie recognized it immediately.
Their long-standing battles weren’t due to any irreconcilable hatred; rather, their divine gifts were at odds with each other. Seeing one another was like seeing their nemesis, and they couldn’t help but want to fight. Yet this dragon scale could allow their auras to coexist peacefully.
Di San spoke first, “Sell it to me.”
Feng Qie immediately countered, “5000 gold.”
Di San: “10000 gold.”
Feng Qie: “15000 gold!”
Di San: “30000 gold.”
Feng Qie: “……”
Yu Xunge discreetly poked Tu Lan with her finger, and the latter immediately shouted, “Brother Feng Qie, let Sister Di San keep this beautiful dragon scale! Even though it has half of your scale on it, it’s fine! Sister Di San would never boast about it as a trophy for defeating you; her character is too noble for that!”
Yu Xunge, Tu Lan, and Feng Qie watched as Di San’s gem-like eyes lit up in an instant.
Feng Qie & Tu Lan: “……”
Yu Xunge: “……” Ah, she had designed that line mainly to provoke the other side, but it actually moved Di San!
Feng Qie: “40000 gold, plus an S-level skill. We’re not deceiving you two; this dragon scale is special. You can’t see it, but it’s genuinely valuable. You know my Thunderstorm skill, right? I’ve mastered it completely, and I can create an S-level skill book for you.”
Di San: “45000 gold, plus two S-level skills, one for each of you. You’ll definitely need them: **Water Moon**.
“Separate a shadow, allowing it to become a second you. It possesses all the skills you have and can replicate and use the equipment and items you carry. However, the shadow’s health and attributes are only half of the original’s. You can use this skill to let the shadow take hits for you.”
Yu Xunge and Tu Lan both took a step closer to each other, snuggling tightly, their eyes warning Di San: If you threaten the seller again, we won’t sell to you!
Feng Qie: “50000 gold, plus **Ten Directions Thunderstorm** and **Absolute Clarity**. You’ve seen the thunderstorm; that’s the one Di San will definitely dodge. **Absolute Clarity** is a passive skill.
“It allows the owner to remain awake forever. Unless you choose to sleep, no potion, item, skill… or even extreme physical and mental pain can make the owner lose consciousness. At my current level, I can no longer use it, but it has accompanied me for thousands of years. This skill…”
He looked at Yu Xunge, whose expression shifted from calm to excited and eager. Feng Qie paused mid-sentence, as if lost in some unpleasant memory, and Di San didn’t rush him.
After a long while, Feng Qie continued, “This skill has saved me many times, but it has also brought me much pain. Sometimes, losing consciousness can be a form of defense. Do you understand?”
Yu Xunge understood; just like pain is a self-protection mechanism of the body, she feared losing consciousness even more than the potential pain. She said, “I’d rather suffer than die in ignorance.” After saying that, she looked at Tu Lan, “You can have the gold and the thunderstorm; I just want **Absolute Clarity**. Is that okay?”
Tu Lan had no objections. She said, “Let’s distribute the gold as we discussed before we came here. You don’t always have to be so generous with me.”
Feng Qie surprisingly smiled. He circled around Yu Xunge twice, the storm he stirred up making it hard for her to open her eyes. When the wind settled, she found thousands of magical patterns swirling in her mind, as if a computer were processing a program at high speed. When she finally regained her clarity, she had gained an SS-level skill—**Absolute Clarity**.
**Absolute Clarity** (SS Level) (Passive): For the strong, Absolute Clarity is a blessing; for the coward, it is a punishment. (Once the effect of this skill is closed by any means, the user will permanently lose this skill).
Feng Qie said, “I find you pleasing to the eye, so I’m giving it to you. Remember, you owe me a dragon favor! If I ever need something, you must help me with it.”
Yu Xunge dreaded owing favors, but this skill was too important. She nodded earnestly, “Alright, senior, I’ll remember!”
Feng Qie nodded in satisfaction. “Tu Lan, let’s continue the bidding. 50,000 gold plus **Ten Directions Thunderstorm**.”