flstandardbreds Chapter 527 The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong
Chapter 527 The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong
Upon hearing Yang Jiao's words, Sun Wukong readily jumped off the golden cudgel.
The clever monkey approached the Dragon King.
With a blink of his eyes, a layer of golden light appeared on his eyelids, and he cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, Dragon King, may your fortune be as vast as the Eastern Sea!"
In short, the old Dragon King was almost in tears.
Yang Jiao looked at the Dragon King of the East Sea and thought for a moment, realizing that he was still missing two sets of armor.
She thought about her assets.
"The peaches cannot be exchanged."
"The ginseng fruit cannot be substituted."
"The Nine-Turn Golden Elixir cannot be exchanged."
That armor wasn't considered a treasure among the Dragon Palace's treasures; using such spiritual treasures, which were coveted throughout the Three Realms, was a waste.
But Yang Jiao really didn't have any low-grade treasures in her possession.
She gave the Dragon King an apologetic look and quickly ran to the side to open her Boshan furnace and search for something.
The lid of the Boshan furnace was opened.
The entire seabed reflected a layer of spiritual light.
The Dragon King of the East Sea looked on with longing: "Is this the confidence of the Jade Emperor's own niece?"
That small magical jar was filled with spiritual energy.
This is exactly what their underwater dragon clan lacks most.
Yang Jiao reached inside and rummaged around. Looking around, she saw that all the spiritual energy-containing supplements were of a high level. She belatedly exclaimed in surprise:
"There aren't even any peaches from the immortal realm that are less than nine thousand years old?"
Who could understand how helpless she looked at that moment, like someone going out with a check wanting to buy a few lollipops?
During the first three days Yang Jiao stayed in Heaven, her uncle sent her a lot of peaches, which she had been saving up and had forgotten about. Now, seeing them again...
Inside the Boshan incense burner, five bright red, juicy, nine-thousand-year-old peaches were neatly arranged.
"Am I that rich?"
"I do not believe!"
Yang Jiao muttered to herself, "I refuse to believe I can't find something suitable."
The dragon and the two monkeys could only see Yang Jiao's anxious back as she turned away from them.
"Found it!" Yang Jiao exclaimed with delight.
Behind a group of innate magical treasures, I finally saw the milk tablets that I had refined in the Divine Beast Garden!
That's milk from a divine beast, refined using the alchemy techniques of Grand Master Xuandu to make milk tablets.
It is also the lowest grade among Yang Jiao's current Boshan furnaces.
She took out a gourd, strode confidently to the Dragon King of the East Sea, and held up a milk tablet, asking:
"Would you like to exchange this?"
The Dragon King of the East Sea glanced at it and saw a round, flat body, not much larger than a thumbnail, white in color, and with a strange fragrance.
He asked hesitantly, "What is this?"
"Milk tablets," Yang Jiao promoted, "Although these milk tablets are not as effective as the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, they are still produced by divine beasts and have plenty of spiritual energy."
The mosquitoes in her house are very picky eaters; if she likes them, they must have something special about them.
What the Dragon King of the East Sea lacked was something to replenish his spiritual energy. Under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, although spiritual plants grew all over the seabed in the East Sea, they were all holy products for healing and were of no use in increasing spiritual energy.
His eyes darted around, and he accepted it, thinking to himself:
"Although it doesn't have the rich spiritual energy of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, every little bit counts; besides, the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir was lost right here, and we'll find it sooner or later."
The Dragon King of the East Sea had a good plan. He nodded and said, "Alright, I wonder what kind of magic treasures the Immortal would like to exchange?"
"Wearing armor".
"Wear the armor?" The Dragon King of the East Sea hesitated, looking at the Dragon Ancestor King's robe he was wearing.
Sun Wukong waved his hand dismissively: "Not imposing enough, not imposing enough."
"The Dragon King of the East Sea has many divine weapons and magical treasures, but few other things." After saying this, the Dragon King of the East Sea, fearing that Yang Jiao would break off the deal with him, continued, "Don't worry, everyone, I will call my brothers to put together some."
Both being members of the underwater dragon race, they are both lacking in spiritual energy.
The Dragon King of the East Sea transformed into a giant dragon on the seabed and charged straight up, his enormous body stirring up a tsunami.
Splash!
A majestic dragon head rose from the vast, turbulent sea and roared to the sky.
roar~
The dragon's roar echoed throughout the four seas.
Before long, a short dragon roar echoed from each of the other three directions.
The Dragon King of the East Sea then turned back and re-entered the sea.
The moment it hit the seabed, it transformed into human form.
"I have already notified my three younger brothers, and they will be heading to the East China Sea immediately."
Yang Jiao had initially thought that the Dragon King of the East Sea would need to use a small conch shell to notify the other Dragon Kings; she even had an image in her mind of the Dragon King speaking with a conch shell close to his ear—"Hello? Second brother? Come quickly."
It took less than half an incense stick's time to wait.
A whirlpool arose on the calm seabed, and three dragons of different colors surged in from the south, west, and north.
As soon as he stood still, he hurriedly shouted towards the Dragon King of the East Sea:
"Brother, where can I replenish my spiritual energy?"
The Dragon King of the West Sea pulled a dragon egg from his robes and broke it open along the crack. "I brought my newborn third son with me. I'm counting on starting from the baby to make up for it."
Inside the eggshell lay a little dragon with a cute, chubby face.
The dragon had just grown tender horns on its forehead, and its little tail swayed leisurely from side to side.
Yang Jiao's heart softened immediately upon seeing this.
"What an adorable little dragon!"
The Dragon King of the West Sea already knew Yang Jiao's identity through his dragon roar before he arrived. Now, seeing that his young son had gained her favor, he generously stuffed the half of the dragon shell into her arms.
"Take it and look at it if you like."
This is a spirit tonic; if my third son can win her favor, he will surely become the number one dragon in the dragon race in the future!
The Dragon King of the East Sea scoffed: "Despicable!"
The mighty Dragon King is actually using his own son to act cute!
The Dragon King of the South Sea was speechless, slapping his thigh in regret: "Why did I forget to bring a little dragon with me when I left the Dragon Palace!"
The Dragon King of the North Sea was deep in thought.
The dragons in his North Sea Dragon Palace had grown quite a bit, but there were still many unhatched dragon eggs, so he suddenly had an idea.
Yang Jiao and the little dragon stared at each other. The little dragon lay on the edge of its shell, looked up at Yang Jiao and let out a soft "roar," its tail swaying even faster.
Sun Wukong glared at her with just one look and said to Yang Jiao, "Sister, let me hold it for you."
The monkey's paws took the dragon egg.
The little dragon looked at a different person, seemingly curious, with a puzzled expression in his eyes.
He had only been born a short time and had seen fish, dragons, and humans, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone with a face full of hair.
"roar~"
"Squeak!" Wukong replied.
"Chirp!" The six-eared macaque demonstrates the correct monkey call.
The little dragon looked around at the two scary monkeys, and in fright, fell to the bottom of the eggshell, suddenly opening its mouth wide.
She burst into tears.
The voice was so loud that Wukong almost threw him out.
The Six-Eared Macaque was at a loss: "What should we do if Little Dragon cries?"
"It's probably an act."
Sun Wukong thought this little dragon was very cunning; he knew how to use crying to attract attention at such a young age.
He glanced at Yang Jiao briefly, then returned the dragon egg to the West Sea Dragon King.
"This is the first time I've ever seen a dragon cry."
Those eyeballs, falling into the seawater, turned into crystal-clear bubbles, rising upwards as if guided by a string.
The Dragon King of the West Sea looked at his youngest son and quickly comforted him:
"Ao Lie, don't cry, don't cry."
Yang Jiao exclaimed in surprise, "Who?!"