Dragon Tamer

Chapter 750: Chapter 754 Fairy Save Me!

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Ice and rock filled Zhu Minglang’s vision, cold and sharp.

Stars, one after another, were as large as the moon, resembling pairs of vividly colored pupils, gazing intently at this desolate, primitive, and savage region.

“Swoosh!!!!!!!!”

Suddenly, a majestic Blade of Chaos spiraled down from the high altitudes, ruthlessly leveling all the protruding mountains in front of Zhu Minglang, who hurriedly dodged, narrowly escaping the brutal Wind Blade of Chaos without harm.

By now, at this altitude, the stellar gravity between the stars had already become quite chaotic, often “gathering” those strong, wild winds that pervaded the high skies, then releasing them all at once, creating the unpredictable Wind Blade of Chaos. Zhu Minglang had witnessed a Little God being chopped in half at the waist…

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At that time, Zhu Minglang was terrified, tearfully accepting the inheritance of the Little God’s Spirit Root and Spirit Fruits, while also cautioning himself in his heart that he must be even more careful, for the higher one climbed, the faster one died!

The land was completely out of sight now, sometimes waking up on the edge of a mountain, opening one’s eyes and not even being able to tell which way was up, which was down, even feeling as if heaven and earth were originally one!

As time passed, heaven and earth drew ever closer.

Meteors had become regular visitors in the sky by now, with a mere glance up revealing one massive rotating rock after another, hurtling towards this vast world with fierce momentum…

Every now and then, an extremely bright celestial body, as dazzling as the sun, would first dominate a swath of the sky, then slowly slide down toward a spot on the land, followed by a massive mushroom cloud of destruction. So massive that even gods who could overlook the continent could not ignore it, let alone how many creatures perished in such misfortune!

Heaven seemed like a mischievous child, throwing pebbles at the small lives within a boxed world, smashing them to a bloody pulp!

“It’s you again!” A man wearing red clothes, with a strange tree strapped to his back, stood at the narrow mountain path entrance, his bright red eyes eerily fixed on Zhu Minglang.

“Tree-Back Man?” Zhu Minglang was also somewhat surprised.

This was the third time Zhu Minglang had encountered this god who carried a strange tree on his back.

The tree was three to four meters tall, with its roots and radicles exposed, the trunk extremely thick, nearly as wide as a water bucket, and, what’s more, the tree was lush with branches and leaves without being planted in the soil!

The first time he saw it, Zhu Minglang thought a verdant strange tree was swaying towards him. On closer inspection, he realized it was a short-statured person carrying it!

Who would come to the Dragon Gate to seek Divine Enthronement while carrying a tree on his back, let alone one that simply sported greenery atop his head?

“I’ve no interest in fighting you, step aside,” the tree-carrying god said, appearing quite young.

However, gods live long lives, and generally, whatever age one becomes a god, one’s appearance remains at that stage.

For Zhu Minglang, who was in his early twenties, after becoming a god, his visage would remain in this prime of youth, with little change even after a century or two.

“I’m fine letting you go first, just share a few more tree fruits with me,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Not a chance!”

“Then we fight again!”

“One!”

“Cut the chatter. I don’t like to haggle with others. Once I defeat you, all the fruits on your tree will be mine!” Zhu Minglang declared with an attitude befitting a Superior God.

Being one step ahead, step by step ahead.

Mr. Jinli was right; Dragon Shepherds truly are the elite among men.

In the Dragon Gate, Zhu Minglang, the Dragon Shepherd, had many advantages and was now the “Ghost Sees Worry” of this Mount Zhi Tian. Many gods famous across other continents of the Star Continent now avoided Zhu Minglang.

“Two, no more,” the tree-back youth said very reluctantly, but he couldn’t cope with Zhu Minglang’s several fierce Dragon Gods.

“Don’t try to fool me; I just saw three more fruits grow on your tree. I’ll take three, you keep two,” Zhu Minglang stated.

“Just you wait, once my cultivation base increases, I’ll cut you down to use as fertilizer for my Companion Tree!” the tree-back youth said through gritted teeth.

“Still talking tough? If you’re so capable, don’t run away. Let’s settle this. All my cultivation will be yours,” Zhu Minglang said disdainfully.

“Fine, fine, fine. I can’t beat you, but there will be someone who can take care of you!”

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Having collected three tree fruits, Zhu Minglang could now wander around this upper mountain for a while longer, but this time the tree-back man didn’t leave. He stared at Zhu Minglang with an indecisive look.

“What’s the matter, not convinced?” Zhu Minglang asked with raised eyebrows.

“I’m not the kind of person to get upset over someone like you who flaunts their Dragon Might. I bet you also need a divine-level Spirit Root right now; otherwise, you wouldn’t dare to climb any higher,” the tree-back youth said.

“Heh, as if anyone has the courage to continue climbing as it is. I dare not, and there are few at Dragon Gate who would dare.” Zhu Minglang said with great confidence.

“The cultivation base of Dragon Gate is all an illusion, and it’s too early to say who’ll become a True God. You’ve just had a bit of good fortune for the moment. But to tell you the truth, since you have the Auspicious Qi, you’re probably not the kind of god who would be treacherous, faithless, and brutally stupid. I’ve found a Kui Dragon God Tree, and the Dragon Fruits it bears are extraordinary. Maybe they can help you reach the realm of a God General,” the young man with the tree on his back said.

“Enough already, is it such a big deal? I only took three of your fruits, and it’s not like they won’t grow back. Do you really need to set such a trap for me to fall into?” Zhu Minglang remarked.

“Believe it or not,” the young man with the tree on his back rolled his eyes.

“Then go on,” Minglang said.

“Find another god with strength comparable to yours and who keeps his word. The three of us will join forces to take down that Kui Dragon God Tree, and share the Cultivation Dragon Foetus Fruits on it!” the young man with the tree on his back proposed.

“Why suddenly think of teaming up with me?” Zhu Minglang asked with a smile.

“Everyone is afraid to go any higher, worried about being chopped by the Wind Blade of Chaos, and even more worried about the chaotic weather up high. Instead of being trapped here, it’s better to work together. Going it alone like a lone wolf would only mean wasting more time here. I’ve already seen a few other gods forming alliances…” the young man with the tree on his back spoke earnestly, his red eyes showing a hint of honesty.

What the young man with the tree on his back said made sense.

The higher one climbs, the more terrifying the weather produced by the Heaven and Earth Fusion becomes, not just the problems with Wind Blades of Chaos and meteors flying overhead.

Without reaching the level of a God General’s cultivation base, one simply can’t withstand those terrifying forces.

And at this height, the Spirit Roots that appeared were mostly too difficult to harvest. The strength of the ancient beasts and divine creatures was fearsome, to say nothing of the vicious and brutal Wild Dragon Gods that would chase after people on sight!

“I can find someone,” Zhu Minglang nodded.

Deceitful or not, it was time to make a move towards cooperation. Otherwise, he’d quickly fall behind the other gods.

Three days earlier, Zhu Minglang had encountered Hua Chou again.

Hua Chou’s cultivation base had already surpassed his own. If it wasn’t for the fact that he had both the Sword Spirit Dragon and the White Dragon God besides him, Hua Chou would definitely have made a move on him.

Only in Dragon Gate was there a chance for him to overpower Seven Stars Divine Resentment Hua Chou. Once outside, the man could crush him to pieces with a single tap of his foot.

The current stalemate had to be broken.

“Make sure they’re reliable. I don’t want to work with the untrustworthy and cunning ones. My Companion Tree despises those without a spirit of contract the most!” the young man with the tree on his back stated.

“Don’t worry, her reputation has always been good. Consider the three fruits I took from you as a deposit,” Zhu Minglang replied.

“Hmph, I don’t understand how someone like you could possess Auspicious Qi!”

“My heart cares for the lives of all in this world. My path is one of great compassion. I never do things that benefit myself at the expense of others, and even Old Heavenly Father wouldn’t blame me, for he knows I would never err on matters of great right and wrong,” Zhu Minglang declared.

The young man with the tree on his back couldn’t out argue Zhu Minglang, so he stopped trying, the more he talked, the angrier he got.

In his world, others were the ones who paid tribute to him. But here at Dragon Gate, he actually had to make offerings to a guy who seemed no older than he!

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Many gods are untrustworthy.

In their own worlds, they may be revered and respected, becoming True Gods with a domain, receiving the worship of countless creatures, and enjoying the offerings of their faith. But here at Dragon Gate, they’re no different from wild beasts.

The young man with the tree on his back was a bit more reliable. His method of cultivation seemed to revolve around his Companion Tree as well, with quite impressive strength, but it was hard to stand against Zhu Minglang’s “fierce sword and many dragons.”

The other reliable partner Zhu Minglang intended to find was Linghu Ling from the Yuheng Star Palace.

Everyone had been trapped at this height for some days, and Zhu Minglang knew where Linghu Ling was cultivating in seclusion in one of the caves.

“Fairy Linghu, we definitely value your prestige and faith. In this vast divine wilderness, who doesn’t recognize the name of Yuheng Fairy? Since you are a direct disciple of the Yuheng Fairy, we hope to join hands with you to fight against those deceitful and cunning villains!” At the entrance of the cave, several elegant male gods and Divine Chosen stood in a line, speaking humbly and politely.

“Yes, that man is despicable. Who knows what kind of demonic cultivation he practices. He’s supposedly a Sword Cultivator, yet he can summon dragons. He has a Spirit Realm but can still kill with a sword. One of our companions was just slashed by him, and had his Spirit Root stolen!” A Loose Immortal holding a fan added.

Fairy Linghu raised her gaze, looking towards Zhu Minglang and said indifferently, “Is he the one with long eyebrows, a jade-like face, and black eyes?”

“Yes, yes, that’s the one! Fairy, you’ve met him too? Despite his appearance as a gentleman, he’s actually darker at heart than black mud!” The Loose Immortal with the fan spoke agitatedly.

“There, he’s right behind you. Confront him face to face,” Linghu Ling stated.

The group of allied Loose Cultivators immediately froze, slowly turning around to see Zhu Minglang’s smiling face, which to them was no different from meeting Lord Yama himself.

“Was just looking for a place to whet my appetite, thanks to you all running your mouths, I can go ahead without any burden on my conscience—matching up to my own Auspicious Qi!” Zhu Minglang didn’t say much more and went straight into action!

“Fairy save us, Fairy!” The Loose Cultivators ran helter-skelter, heads covered, and soon vanished without a trace.