Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4144: Entrusting me with your child



Ling Han was filled with anticipation. What would be hatched from this?

Er, it was fine as long as it wasn't the Calabash Brothers.

The answer was soon revealed. The egg shell shattered, revealing a green creature. It looked like a snake, but had four small feet.

"What an ugly guy!" Ling Han gritted his teeth. Was this really the child of a True Dragon? Why did it look more like a four-legged snake?

At this moment, the four-legged snake suddenly opened its mouth and started chewing on the egg shell.

Crack, crack, the sound was crisp and clear.

As a glutton, Ling Han actually couldn't help but swallow. Seeing how this little guy was eating so happily, and crunching each bite, this thing should be very delicious, right?

As if sensing Ling Han's craving, the four-legged snake actually stopped and looked at Ling Han with disdain.

F***, he was being looked down on by a four-legged snake!

Ling Han flew into a humiliated rage. Since he had been seen through, then he would not be reserved.

He jumped onto the True Dragon's nest and prepared to have a taste of the egg shell as well. However, before he had even set foot on the branch of the mother tree, he was rebounded back by a massive force.

Peng, like a cannonball, he crashed heavily into the pile of Divine Metal at the back.

"Hahahaha!" The four-legged snake laughed loudly, and even pressed its two front paws on its body, as if it was holding its stomach in laughter.

Ling Han was extremely depressed. At first, he had wanted to throw away his pride and also have a taste of the egg shell. He had not thought that after failing, he would be mocked again.

Speaking of which, was this four-legged snake a little Azure Dragon?

"One from the future era!" A mighty voice rang out, and the image of a True Dragon appeared, exuding a supreme aura. This was the austere aura of a Great Emperor, and no existence could possibly simulate it. This True Dragon danced in midair just like that, its copper bell-sized eyes staring at Ling Han, "This is my youngest son, who has been left until today to emerge and fight for that sliver of fated opportunity. I hope you can take care of him."

The little green dragon immediately showed an expression of defiance. It was about to speak up in objection, but then it seemed to have recalled something, and shut its mouth, continuing to chew on the egg shell.

Crack, crack. It was as if he was angering Ling Han, and deliberately chewed loudly.

Ling Han really wanted to rush up and beat him up, but firstly, he couldn't, and secondly, his old man was staring at him. Even if he had long since died for who knew how many billions of years, and only a sliver of thought was left, killing him would still be as easy as the turn of a palm.

Fine, I'll bear with it.

"One from the future era, you are the only person that I have chosen through tens of thousands of generations, and your future accomplishments are limitless!" The True Dragon continued, "Of course, I will not ask you to help me for nothing either."

He moved his claws, and xiu, seven fruits flew over.

Heavenly Dragon Fruit!

Ling Han couldn't help but feel his eyes light up. This was Emperor-level celestial fruits, the most awesome Great Herb. Previously, he had wanted to harvest it, but had been restricted by the Great Emperor killing formation. He had not thought that the True Dragon would take the initiative to put it right in front of him.

All right, he would help him with this. As for taking care of a little green dragon, it was no big deal.

Hey, wait, what is the meaning of this?

Ling Han was surprised, because when the seven Heavenly Dragon Fruits flew in front of him, six of them actually turned around and continued to fly towards that little green dragon, and only one of them landed.

'Oh, so I only have one?'

In truth, this was an Emperor-level Great Herb. Even one was enough to make Saints bleed, and make all the Imperial Clans move for it. But who asked the True Dragon to take seven at once, yet only give him one?

Are you trying to tempt me?

The six Heavenly Dragon Fruits landed on the True Dragon's nest, and lined up in front of the little azure dragon.

What a waste. It was so small, so shouldn't it be drinking milk? What need was there for the Heavenly Dragon Fruits!

Then, Ling Han discovered that this little green dragon... was very despicable.

He actually bared his teeth in a grin at Ling Han, as he fiddled with the Heavenly Dragon Fruits in front of him. His intention to attract animosity could not be more obvious. F***, have you really just hatched? Your expressions are a little too rich, aren't they? Meanwhile, the True Dragon cast a doting look at his youngest son, then said to Ling Han, "My youngest son has been envied by the heavens before he was even born, and has an internal injury. Thus, I have no choice but to seal him within the Celestial Source, sealing off the loss of his life essence, and use time to slowly remove the internal injury, so that he would be born at a suitable time in the future."

"Though time can heal internal injuries, it still hurts the foundations. I nurtured the Heavenly Dragon Tree for the sake of forming the Heavenly Dragon Fruit to heal the foundations of my

son."

Oh, so that was the case.

This time, Ling Han felt much better. The Heavenly Dragon Tree had been forcibly upgraded from Saint Tier to Emperor Tier in order to heal the little azure dragon. It was already very good that he could get a share of the fruits.

Moreover, what kind of existence was the True Dragon? Was there any need to explain anything to him?

From this aspect, the True Dragon indeed thought very highly of him.

However, Ling Han was also filled with curiosity. Since the Divine Beast was created by the heaven and earth, it should have been favoured by the heavens, so why would a descendant of the True Dragon be envied by the heaven and earth? Furthermore, even the Great Emperor couldn't heal its internal injuries, and it had to use the Celestial Source to seal it away, using endless time to expel its internal injuries, what exactly had this little azure dragon suffered? However, the True Dragon had absolutely no intention of explaining further. His figure floated slightly, and continued, "I have created a cultivation technique of my own called Heavenly Dragon Emperor Technique, and I am teaching it to you now. In future, you will be responsible for teaching my son how to cultivate it. If he can successfully cultivate it, he would be able to possess the power of the True Dragon, and would have no fear of anyone in

this era."

The True Dragon stretched out a massive claw, and lightly tapped Ling Han's forehead. Instantly, a ball of light surged into Ling Han's mind.

Boom, this amount of information was too colossal, and Ling Han couldn't accept it for a

moment, directly passing out.

The True Dragon didn't care. In any case, this wasn't harmful.

He looked at his youngest son, his eyes flickering with affection.

If it was not for the sake of this youngest son, what need was there for him to painstakingly leave behind a sliver of consciousness? This sliver of consciousness was trapped here, and had experienced millions and millions of years of loneliness, which was enough to drive anyone

crazy.

However, he still endured it. Firstly, it was because he was a Great Emperor, and had this kind of temperament and cultivation level. Secondly, it was also because of his love for his youngest son, that he was willing to endure this kind of loneliness. He was only willing to entrust his youngest son to someone who he could trust and was also strong.

The little azure dragon no longer looked despicable. He stopped eating the egg shell, raised his head, and looked into the eyes of the True Dragon. His eyes were slightly wet. Although he had just been born, he still had a vague consciousness inside the egg shell. His intelligence had long since developed.

"In the future, you need to walk on your own," the True Dragon said, its voice vast and mighty, possessing supreme authority.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The little azure dragon nodded, finally tearing up. That was because it knew that this sliver of divine sense of the True Dragon had completed its mission, and was about to completely

disperse.

This was not death, but rather a release.

"This boy has great fortune and great future prospects. If you follow him, you may be able to avoid the future calamity of death," the True Dragon continued.

The little azure dragon continued to nod, its eyes filled with tears, appearing very adorable.

"I'm going now." The figure of the True Dragon began to dissipate, but his eyes were fixed on his child. That was a kind of deep longing.