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Then, Jiu Demai pressed on, saying, "Nanyin, some of the things you've been doing these past few days... your sister probably doesn't know about them!"
The female ninja felt a sharp pain in her right hand, as if it were broken, and she was testing the thoughts of the person in front of her.
It's fair to say she was walking a tightrope, but as a ninja, her only priority was completing her mission, and her own life was secondary.
Despite the pain in her right hand, Mai patted Shao Nanyin's hand. Seeing Shao Nanyin's wary gaze, she smiled and said:
"What, as a former noble prince, are you still afraid of a mere half-blood like me?"
Mai Shude broke the silence between the two first, and Shao Nanyin followed up, saying self-deprecatingly:
“Your Highness? Abandoned clans like mine are not worthy of such a title. We are all outcasts of the old era, and only a few can be called such a title.”
A golden flame had somehow ignited in her pupils, its intensity and complexity leaving Mai Shude speechless.
She took a deep breath, listened to the sound of the wind chimes in front of the pavilion, and asked:
"As distinguished as you are, you must be aware of the dramatic changes that have taken place in the past few days!"
Shao Nanyin smiled, "Of course. I've seen such things five thousand years ago: the sky tilts to the southeast and the earth sinks to the northwest. This means our king is about to return. Shouldn't it be you humans who should be afraid?"
The female ninja recognized the familiar voice in Shao Nanyin's voice and couldn't help but feel curious, as this was the first time she had spoken to someone who claimed to be a member of the Dragon Clan.
"Have you met those Dragon Kings?"
"Yes! My brothers and I once followed one of the kings and fought an unprecedented war on this very land..."
As Shao Nanyin recalled, images of the past seemed to flash through her mind: swords severing the heads of powerful figures, the Dragon King's blood splattering across the sky, mountain pillars collapsing, and rivers flowing backward...
Her crimson blood stained her entire body red as she was buried underground...
"And then what happened?" Mai asked again.
“We have lost. The king we followed has been defeated by another king.” Shao Nanyin said decisively, without the slightest hesitation.
"Aren't you angry?" Mai Shude looked at the girl's calm gaze and couldn't help but feel curious.
Shao Nanyin glanced at Jiu Demai, chuckled, her expression filled with nostalgia and sadness, but not anger.
"That happened five thousand years ago."
Jiu Demai was taken aback, sensing the scale of time within it. She heard Shao Nanyin looking at her with disdain:
"Do you want me to dwell on past hatreds? I'm telling you, dream on."
Shao Nanyin seemed to have transformed back into that lively girl, kneading Jiu Demai's arm as if she were kneading a toy.
"I am a deserter. I fled the war that should have been mine, I fled death, and I fled my own heart."
She gently patted her chest, a wave of emotion washing over her.
"To this day, I have even lost my Dragon Heart."
Shao Nanyin looked at Jiu Demai and said self-deprecatingly:
"It's funny, isn't it! Dragons with the Dragon Heart died on the most brutal battlefields the first time, and most of the dragons that survived lost their Dragon Hearts in the war."
She gazed at the path in the distance, the direction her sister had gone, her voice barely audible:
"Like me..."
Mai Shude figured out the true nature of the mother dragon in front of her. She had lost all her brothers and sisters in the past wars and had also lost the courage to continue fighting.
This is fatal for the dragon race, much like the Soviet Union losing its ideals.
She tentatively asked, "So, you want to steal the elixir of immortality and give it to your sister so she can stay with you forever?"
"Yes! I am my sister's younger sister. My sister will eventually die, but I will be alone forever."
Before crushing Mai Shude to death, and before her sister returned, Shao Nanyin didn't mind chatting with her a little longer.
"As a dragon, can't you even help your sister achieve immortality?" Mai Shude was still puzzled.
In response, Shao Nanyin looked at Jiu Demai with even more disdain.
"Who do you think I am? I am just a pitiful little dragon. In the ancient times, I was not even qualified to meet the Black Emperor or any of the four monarchs. Alchemy halls like this have never been something I could climb."
In her words, Jiu Demai seemed to see a reclusive girl from the Dragon Clan era. Her lips twitched, and then she heard Shao Nanyin chuckle and say:
"I feel much better after saying all this," she said earnestly, looking at the female ninja in front of her.
“Shude Mai, right? My sister is coming back soon, and you should leave too. I don’t know how you found me, but I will not allow you to hurt my sister now.”
"Wait, don't you know how I knew you were here?" Mai Shude, sensing the murderous aura emanating from him, quickly shouted.
Shao Nanyin tilted her head, looking quite adorable. "It doesn't matter anymore. I'm about to leave this awful place."
She finally swore.
Then, she raised her hand, which was now bluish-black and covered in scales, and grasped Mai Shude's neck.
Chapter 188 Dragon Maid
"Stop it!"
Just as Shao Nanyin was about to raise her hand to kill Jiu Demai, Jiu Demai decided to put up a fight.
Wang Anzhi and Xia Mi slowly appeared from behind her.
Shao Nanyin looked at Wang Anzhi and Xia Mi, her expression shifting from horror to resentment, then fear, and finally submission. It was hard to imagine that such a beautiful face could display such expressions in such a short time.
"The Xuanyuan Clan..."
After Shao Nanyin murmured, she saw the perfect girl behind Wang Anzhi, as if she had stepped out of a painting. The suppression of bloodline almost instantly overwhelmed Shao Nanyin.
"And... Prince Jormungandr."
Shao Nanyin almost groaned as she uttered the second name.
She could hardly believe that ever since she feigned death and escaped during the Battle of Zhuolu, she had never had the courage to step back onto the battlefield, instead cautiously drifting on the fringes of history.
They neither dared to associate with those mixed-race people, nor did they want to stay away from mixed-race society or the martial arts world, nor were they willing to contact their own kind.
Having witnessed the cruelty of war and seen her brother's death, Shao Nanyin lost all faith in her own clan and mixed-race people.
She disguised herself as a commoner, experiencing life, aging, sickness, and death like a real commoner, but never participated in any court affairs.
They lived peacefully and steadily until the modern 21st century.
Midway through, three hundred years ago, her lifespan as a "dragon" came to an end, and she entered a cocoon. Only now has she witnessed this rapidly changing era.
So she placed herself next to an abandoned baby in an orphanage, altered her information, changed her original status as an only child to that of a twin, and transformed her appearance to resemble that abandoned baby.
That abandoned baby was her older sister, Shao Nanqin.
And her current name is Shao Nanyin.
Unexpectedly, after a separation of five thousand years, Shao Nanyin encountered again the figure in her heart that seemed to haunt her like a nightmare.
I'm reminded of His Highness Constantine, the King of Bronze and Fire, who recently visited Sichuan...
Then and now, just as now and now.
Shao Nanyin sighed inwardly, her right hand trembled, and the bluish-black dragon scales on her hand gradually faded away, revealing her beautiful, lotus-root-like arm once again, making one's mouth water.
She offered her hand to the female ninja by the neck, allowing Mai Shude to return to Wang Anzhi's side.
Because Shao Nanyin saw that behind Wang Anzhi, the beautiful girl was laughing and grabbing another figure just like she had just done.
It was her older sister, Shao Nanqin.
Shao Nanyin did not attempt to escape, not only because the chances of success were extremely slim in front of these two people, but also because she was well aware of Prince Jormungandr's "cruelty".
If she escapes, her sister will inevitably fall into Jormungandr's clutches...
On the other side, Mai coughed twice, gently lifted her right arm with her left hand, gritted her teeth and suddenly raised it up, putting her dislocated right arm back in place.
At the same time, a wave of intense pain surged up, the pain that had been temporarily lost due to the dislocation.
However, the female ninja showed no sign of pain. She walked to Wang Anzhi's side with an expressionless face, recalling the earlier mention of the "Xuanyuan Clan" title, and a surge of curiosity arose within her. Nevertheless, she remained silent and respectfully said:
"Boss, there is no King of Bronze and Fire behind this dragon girl."
Shao Nanyin felt a sense of humiliation.
At the same time, she heard Prince Jormungandr, also known as Xia Mi, looking at her with great curiosity:
Why do you call him Xuanyuan?
This was also the question that Mai wanted to ask but didn't bring herself to ask.
She discreetly observed the group. Little Dragon Girl's face showed nothing but curiosity; Wang Anzhi, the new boss, appeared expressionless and aloof, but in reality, Jiu Demai sensed his unease; Shao Nanyin, the new Dragon Girl, looked stunned and blurted out:
"Your Highness Jormungandr, have you forgotten the days of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden?"
Dragons often lose some of their memories of the past when they awaken from their "cocoons," but this does not apply to Dragon Kings. Their spirit is pure and unchanging, enough to withstand the erosion of long years.
Wang Anzhi abruptly interrupted Shao Nanyin, and he softly recalled:
"Are you that fish that slipped through the net back then... Mei?"
The Word of Power: Emperor was enough for him to remember the aura of anyone he had ever met, but his memories as the Yellow Emperor were only through hazy dreams, and since Shao Nanyin did not reveal her dragon form, they were somewhat vague.
The Shao Nanyin before us is undoubtedly the only "demon" who survived the "demons and monsters" under the command of Chi You and Kuafu (Constantine) during the Battle of Zhuolu five thousand years ago.
If she hadn't reappeared in front of him, Wang Anzhi would have almost forgotten about her.
Xia Mi rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and was completely bewildered by what the two of them had said.
Wang Anzhi glanced at her, then pulled the Dragon Girl into his arms. Just as he had expected, he had sealed away a portion of the Dragon Girl's memories at a certain point in time.
Meanwhile, Shao Nanyin, on the other side, did not notice Xia Mi's loss of composure. She pointed at the temple, her lips moving slightly.
"Yes! I was buried in the earth five thousand years ago, until I woke up in this temple two thousand years ago."
"This temple is called Longtan Temple. Legend has it that a thousand-year-old dragon once cultivated its Tao in the Longtan Pool of this temple a long time ago."
One moonlit night, a young monk got up in the middle of the night to use the toilet and faintly heard the sound of water churning in the Dragon Pool not far away.
The young monk, using the moonlight, peered closer and saw a dragon, about ten zhang long, with bluish-brown fish scales all over its body, a pair of deer antlers on its head, a full neck of white beard, four sharp claws, and a snake's tail, swirling and stirring the water, constantly swimming in the pool.
Shao Nanyin looked at the group, especially Xia Mi, with a complicated expression, and said softly:
“That is me. Unlike Your Highness Jormungandr, I cannot easily return from the dead. It took me three thousand years to fully recover from that war.”
She smiled, "Fortunately, no one disturbed us during this process."