Chapter 110: Lei Xiaoga

[Species: Thunder Dragon Avatar]
[Name: Gagaga]
[Note: This is an avatar of the Thunder Dragon, lord of the Cloudriver Prefecture. Although it possesses no cultivation, its body contains the divine power of a Thunder Dragon, allowing it to wield the strength of the Primordial Astral Realm. Host is advised to slip away with utmost caution.]

Qingxi almost lost control. He opened his mouth wide, and the words “What the hell” nearly escaped him.

He hurriedly covered his mouth, turned around, and walked back the way he had come.

But before long, he realized that the ground beneath his feet seemed strangely slippery. After taking several steps, he was still in the same place.

Moreover, the clothes on his back seemed to have been caught on something.

His teeth chattered. The little Thunder Dragon must have awakened.

This was the end!

Qingxi forcibly suppressed his panic, wiped the astonishment from his face, and turned around with an air of calmness. As expected, the little Thunder Dragon was already awake.

It hovered in midair. Though small in stature, it folded its arms with immense arrogance and looked down at Qingxi from above.

“Gagaga!”

The little Thunder Dragon let out a mocking laugh, as though it were saying, Go on, kid. Keep running!

Through the system’s beast-language translation, Qingxi understood its meaning, and cold sweat broke out across his forehead.

He could not stop lamenting his terrible luck. All he had done was test his Divine Hound’s Nose ability, yet somehow he had ended up in this terrifying place.

If he had not used the system to discover that the little Thunder Dragon possessed strength comparable to that of the Primordial Astral Realm, anyone else would probably have attacked it already.

After all, under normal circumstances, who could have imagined that such a tiny Thunder Dragon possessed the strength of a sect master?

After finishing its taunt, the little Thunder Dragon seemed to realize something was amiss. It switched to the human tongue and said in a childish voice, “Go on, kid. Keep running!”

Then it began laughing again.

Qingxi discreetly wiped away a bead of sweat and said, “Er... I seem to have wandered into your noble domain by mistake. I shall leave at once.”

While the little Thunder Dragon was distracted, he immediately activated his supreme art, Earth Escape. He was just about to touch the surrounding walls and flee when, to his astonishment, Earth Escape failed.

He slammed headfirst into the stone barrier. With a sharp crack, the entire wall shattered, and Qingxi was hurled backward.

“Ow! This is bad!”

Knowing that his escape plan had failed, Qingxi sat on the ground with a look of utter despair.

The little Thunder Dragon let out a strange cackling laugh. “A mere Innate Realm cultivator thinks he can escape from this god’s prison? How naive.”

Its gaze fell upon the Dragon Horse on the ground, and its eyes narrowed slightly.

“Well, that saves me the trouble of looking for one.”

It lightly waved its small, exquisite dragon claw. Two beams of light transformed into ropes and wrapped themselves around Qingxi. No matter how desperately he struggled, he could not break free.

The ropes of light were extraordinarily resilient. Qingxi guessed that even Qiumingzi, a peak Spirit Astral Realm cultivator, would be unable to escape them.

With no other choice, he could only let the little Thunder Dragon do as it pleased.

Although he did not know why it wanted to capture him, he could tell that the little Thunder Dragon bore him no ill will.

But the moment that thought arose in his mind, he was startled to find the little Thunder Dragon flash directly in front of him. Its small dragon claw clenched into a fist and gently tapped him.

Qingxi immediately lost consciousness and collapsed.

“Gagaga!”

After knocking Qingxi unconscious, the little Thunder Dragon shook its claw vigorously, its face filled with astonishment. It had never expected Qingxi’s head to be so hard!

...

When Qingxi opened his eyes, he was given a tremendous fright.

Everywhere he looked stood a vast palace.

The main hall was more than a hundred meters long and wide, with a ceiling fifty meters above the floor. Treasures were piled high all around it.

Once he activated the system’s reading function, Qingxi’s eyes nearly blurred from what he saw.

Millennium Soul-Nourishing Flowers.

Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Marrow.

High-grade spirit stones.

Heaven-grade artifact-forging materials.

...

Any one of these treasures, if taken outside, would drive people to fight until their heads bled.

“Where am I?”

“What is this place?”

“Why am I here?”

Qingxi’s mind was filled with questions.

A place overflowing with treasures like this should exist only in dreams, shouldn’t it?

Could it be... that he was dreaming?

He could not help but reach that conclusion.

“Wake up, Host. You are not dreaming. You have merely been brought to the most dangerous—and also the safest—place in the Cloudriver Prefecture.”

Little Assistant’s voice echoed in his mind, leaving Qingxi even more bewildered.

He hurriedly asked, “Then where exactly is this place?”

“The Thunder Dragon Divine Hall, atop the main peak of Thunder Dragon Valley, at the center of the Cloudriver Prefecture.”

Little Assistant revealed the truth, and Qingxi’s heart began to race.

He found it impossible to believe. He had merely fainted, yet upon awakening, he had traveled directly from the Eastern Domain to the Central Domain and entered the divine hall of the Thunder Dragon, lord of the prefecture.

According to legend, the Thunder Dragon possessed a hundred thousand years of cultivation. With a single slap, even a king-level expert of the Profound Heaven Realm would be beaten into nothingness.

And yet he had actually arrived at the Thunder Dragon’s lair.

To him, this place was nothing short of hell.

“Kid, you’ve finally awakened!”

A solemn, majestic, domineering, supreme voice reverberated through the Thunder Dragon Divine Hall, shaking the air like thunder.

Qingxi shuddered and turned around—only to witness an even more shocking sight.

Perched upon a divine throne carved from crystal gemstones was an enormous Thunder Dragon. Blue-gold lightning coiled around its entire body, crackling incessantly.

Every scale on its body was as large as a washbasin. They shimmered with the brilliance of jewels, yet also gave off an icy, indestructible aura.

The dazzling radiance was so intense that Qingxi could barely keep his eyes open.

“So dazzling... Does this Thunder Dragon really have to show off so much?”

He raised a hand to shield his eyes, afraid the blinding light might injure them.

In truth, at the Thunder Dragon’s level of cultivation, it could easily restrain the divine radiance around its body. Yet it continued to release light without end, and Qingxi could not help complaining inwardly.

Through the gaps between his fingers, he saw only endless blue-gold brilliance. It took him quite some time to adjust before he could finally make out the scene before him.

The Thunder Dragon sat upright with imposing dignity. In one dragon claw, it held a transparent wineglass as large as a water vat and slowly savored the fine liquor within.

The little Thunder Dragon, meanwhile, was leaping all over its body in delight, occasionally letting out strange cries of “Gagaga!”

“Enough! Get lost!”

The Thunder Dragon felt that its dignified image had been completely ruined by the little creature. With a single swipe of its claw, it smashed the little Thunder Dragon apart, whereupon it transformed into a stream of air and merged back into its body.

Only then did silence return to the divine hall.

Although Qingxi knew that the little Thunder Dragon was merely an avatar of the Thunder Dragon, he still could not help clicking his tongue at the sight of it being struck apart.

“Beating up yourself... Now that’s one ruthless dragon.”

Qingxi secretly muttered to himself, then asked the system, “Pipi Assistant, if I scan and read the Thunder Dragon’s information, will it notice?”

“Host may rest assured. The system’s scanning and reading functions are extremely covert. Even an ancient Saint would be absolutely unable to detect them.”

“Good!”

Qingxi could not resist reading the information of this ruthless dragon.

[Species: Saint Dragon, Thunder Branch]
[Name: Thunder Little Gaga]
[Identity: Current Lord of the Cloudriver Prefecture]
[ cultivation: Half-step Divine Communion Realm (Quasi-Divine, False Divine)]
[Innate Gift: Earth Grade (equivalent to an Earth-grade spiritual root among humans)]
[Age: 3,268 years]
[Note: A member of the Thunder Branch from the Saint Dragon Domain. Because he failed to attain the Divine Communion Realm before the age of one thousand, he was transferred to the Cloudriver Prefecture and appointed its current lord. Once he breaks through to the Divine Communion Realm, he may be transferred back to the Saint Dragon Domain.]

“Hiss... It’s actually a dragon more than three thousand years old!”

“But... Thunder Little Gaga? I know it’s rude, but I really want to comment on that name.”

Qingxi lowered his head in silence, desperately holding back his laughter.