Cultivating With The Nine Dragons System

Lin Fei immediately became alert when she heard Wang Hao's warning. She spread out her Yuan energy and indeed sensed that someone was approaching!    

Very quickly, a group of humans wearing beast skins and holding stone spears surrounded Wang Hao and Lin Fei.    

These people's eyes revealed deep hostility. Perhaps because they felt that Wang Hao and Lin Fei were not to be trifled with, these people did not act rashly.    

Wang Hao glanced at them. This group of people who were similar to savages, their average cultivation was only at the third or fourth level of the Profound realm. They could not pose any threat to him and Lin Fei.    

Wang Hao thought strangely in his heart, "Isn't this small world a Dragon Tomb? Why is there a human existence?"    

In the confrontation, a barbarian walked out from the crowd. He pointed the stone spear at Lin Fei and Wang Hao and opened his mouth.    

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"    

Lin Fei quietly pulled Wang Hao's sleeve. She leaned her mouth against Wang Hao's ear and whispered, "Why don't we kill our way out? These people can't stop us!"    

Wang Hao shook his head slightly. "We don't know anything about Dragon Tomb. These natives who should not have appeared here might know something."    

Lin Fei smiled bitterly and said, "But he kept talking. We don't understand him either. How should we communicate?"    

Wang Hao frowned. This was indeed a problem. The language used by the natives here was obviously different from the language used in Essence Martial Continent.    

Wang Hao thought, "Since this is the Dragon Tomb, it must be the same as Burial Dragon Abyss. There must be a lot of lesser dragons living here. These humans aren't very strong. The reason why they are able to survive is because they possess the bloodline of dragons."    

Thinking of this, Wang Hao slowly unleashed his Qi.    

The pure dragon pressure swept across everyone. The faces of the natives were stunned, then they revealed expressions of fear and worship.    

Wang Hao widened his eyes. One by one, they threw down their stone spears, kneeled down in front of him, and kowtowed nine times.    

Lin Fei was also dumbfounded, "Wang Hao, what's going on?"    

Wang Hao smiled bitterly, "I only released a little bit of dragon's might. I didn't expect this to happen."    

Just as the two of them were at a loss, a figure suddenly appeared in the distance. It was a 15-16 year old little girl. She was wearing a very luxurious beast skin. She was riding an unknown small Ferocious Beast, and she had a sacred and inviolable look on her face.    

The natives all made way for the girl. The girl came in front of Wang Hao and asked in a Nightingale like voice, "Are you outsiders?"    

Wang Hao and Lin Fei looked at each other. The language used by this little girl was the common language of Essence Martial Continent. Although it sounded stiff, they could at least understand it.    

Wang Hao nodded. "We accidentally entered this place. Can you give us a way to leave?"    

The little girl showed a sarcastic expression, but it was more like she was mocking herself.    

"If there is a way out, why would our people live here for ten thousand years?"    

Ten thousand years!    

Wang Hao took a deep breath. According to the little girl, this group of natives had lived here for more than a thousand generations!    

The young girl turned around and said, "I know you have many questions. Follow me. It's not safe here. I'll explain it to you when we get back to the village."    

The natives surrounded the young girl and left. Lin Fei looked at Wang Hao, "Are we going to follow them?"    

"Follow them!"    

Wang Hao and Lin Fei followed the young girl all the way. It could be seen that the status of the young girl was very high among the aboriginals. All of the aboriginals surrounded her, holding stone spears in their hands as guards.    

After walking out of the mountain range, Wang Hao saw the village the young girl had mentioned at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain. It was a very large and crude village. Rows of houses were made of fur, and there were even houses made of tree branches and leaves.    

As soon as the young girl entered the village, many villagers ran out, knelt down, and kowtowed nine times. Each of them looked at the young girl with sincere admiration.    

The young girl didn't pay any attention to the villagers. Instead, she brought Wang Hao and the young girl to the center of the village.    

In the center of the village was a house built with animal bones. Outside the house was a wooden stake with a soaring dragon carved on it.    

"This is the totem of the village," the girl explained. "The villagers in the village all believe in dragons."    

Walking to the front of the house, the young girl jumped off the back of the Ferocious Beast. She knelt at the door and said respectfully, "Lord Priest, I found two outsiders at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain."    

An old voice came from inside the house. "It's been a long time since I last had visitors. Hong Dou, bring them in!"    

"Yes! Lord Priest! "    

The girl called Red Bean by the Priest stood up and made an inviting gesture to Wang Hao and Lin Fei.    

"Priest, please come in."    

Wang Hao and Lin Fei looked at each other and saw the alert look in each other's eyes. They could feel a strong power from the words of the old man in the house.    

Wang Hao believed that the old man in the room had probably reached the peak of the Earth Martial Stage. His strength was not much weaker than Ling Xie, who was at the Heavenly Martial Stage Level One.    

Wang Hao was the first to walk into the room. When he pushed open the door, he saw an extremely old face.    

This old man was wearing tattered beast skin clothes, and his face was covered with red and green oil paint. His hair was also covered with feathers that he had plucked from some unknown bird.    

The skin on the old man's face had already wrinkled to layers of waves. His body was as thin as firewood, and his face was dark. He was already at the age of dying.    

"Sit down."    

Wang Hao and Lin Fei sat opposite the old man. In front of the old man was a pot of hot tea. Red beans were brought to a cup and each person was poured a cup.    

The old man laughed and said, "The land of paradise is not as enjoyable as the outside world. A cup of coarse tea. I hope the two of you don't mind too much."    

Wang Hao picked up the cup. When he smelled the fragrance of the tea in the cup, he frowned.    

"Snow Jade Spiral?"    

What Wang Hao was talking about was a type of tea that lived in the land of extreme cold. It was also his hometown, a specialty of Snow Phoenix City.    

The old man's dull eyes revealed a trace of light. He asked in surprise, "You know?"    

"This tea is a specialty of my hometown. I don't think there is such a thing in the Dragon Tomb."    

The old man took a sip of the tea. He looked at the hot steam rising from the cup, as if he was immersed in his memories.    

"This Snow Jade Spiral was given to me by another outsider over ten years ago. This is the only pot I've had since I drank it."    

Wang Hao asked in a deep voice, "Lord Priest, what is going on in this village? Why are there humans in this Dragon Tomb?"    

The old man said unhurriedly, "What's so strange about this? We are tomb keepers, so we naturally reproduce in the Dragon Tomb."    

Tomb keepers!    

Wang Hao caught these three words in the old man's words. Although the old man's tone was calm, it revealed a deep sadness.    

Lin Fei did not understand, "Since it is Dragon Tomb, why is it that the tomb keeper is not from Dragon Clan but humans?"    

Hong Dou interjected, "The guardians of the Dragon Tomb are naturally the Dragon Clan. Who told you that we are humans?"    

Lin Fei was shocked. Hong Dou, the priest, and the villagers outside clearly looked like humans. How could they not be humans?    

As if sensing Lin Fei's doubt, the old man silently took off his shirt.    

Lin Fei widened her eyes and her face was full of fear. Even Wang Hao could not help but take a deep breath.    

On the dark skin of the priest, there were scales that looked like fish scales. The scales were dark gold and seemed to be made of metal. They emitted a faint cold light.    

"Dragon scales!"    

Hearing Wang Hao's exclamation, the old man smiled and said, "That's right, dragon scales! Our people are the Dragon Man that was born from the union of dragons and humans."    

"Dragon Man!"    

Wang Hao was secretly shocked. He knew that dragons were originally lustful. They would merge with different species and give birth to alternative dragons with Dragon Clan Bloodline. But this was the first time he had seen a Dragon Man born from the union of Dragon Clan and humans.    

The old man sighed, "Our race was born 10,000 years ago. At that time, the Dragon Clan was still a great overlord of the continent. After our ancestors were born, because of the offspring of humans and dragons, they were not accepted by the human society."    

"It's not only the humans who don't accept us, even the Dragon Clan treats us as lowly slaves."    

"In order to survive, our ancestors asked Dragon Emperor to guard the Dragon Tomb. Dragon Emperor agreed and made an oath. As long as our ancestors and his descendants guard the Dragon Tomb for a thousand years, they will recognize us as a member of the Dragon Clan."    

"However, this promise has become an eternal curse of our race."    

"In a thousand years, our ancestor has already died. His descendants have already multiplied for nearly twenty generations."    

"However, after the appointed time arrived, Dragon Emperor didn't follow the agreement and let us leave the Dragon Tomb. Later on, our clan found out that Dragon Emperor had long passed away."    

"Without Dragon Emperor's permission, our clan was forever trapped in the Dragon Tomb until now."    

The old man said with emotion, "If it wasn't for the fact that an outsider had intruded into the Dragon Tomb for the past ten thousand years, I'm afraid our race would have completely forgotten the human language."    

Hong Dou added, "The villagers outside have long forgotten the fact that they are human. Only the priests passed down from generation to generation in the village can grasp the truth of history."    

Lin Fei hurriedly asked, "Lord Priest, what happened to the outsiders that you mentioned in the end?"    

The old man was silent for a long time before finally saying, "They are all dead. There are people who can't find a way to leave. They committed suicide in despair. Some people thought that the way to leave was in the Dragon Tomb. They forced their way into the tomb and were killed by the Dragon Clan Guard. Some of them had no choice but to stay in the village. Their descendants have already been assimilated, and have become the complete Dragon Man. "    

Lin Fei's heart was filled with despair, "Could it be that we really can't get out?"    

Hong Dou threw a piece of charcoal into the furnace, and for a moment, sparks flew in all directions. She muttered, "If there really is an exit, how can we not want to leave? This Dragon Tomb, even if it is the tomb of Dragon Clan, isn't it also the prison of our race?"    

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was very gloomy. Only Wang Hao's expression remained calm.    

Wang Hao held the teacup and gently smelled the fragrance of the tea. He said softly, "There is an exit!"    

Hong Dou frowned. "I already said that there is no exit. If you don't believe me, go and find it yourself!"    

Wang Hao did not get angry because of Hong Dou's harsh tone. He looked at the priest and asked, "Elder, if there is no way out of this Dragon Tomb, where is the man who gave you this Snow Jade Snail?"    

"He is already dead. He died in the Dragon Tomb."    

Wang Hao put down the teacup and answered firmly, "No! He is still alive!"