"Ao Long, step forward and accept the title!"
Just as the dragons were immersed in the two extreme states of advancing their cultivation and retreating from the dragon race, they were extremely conflicted.
The Ancestral Dragon's majestic voice suddenly resounded in the empty hall.
The dragons were immediately pulled back to reality, and then they revealed surprised expressions.
"Ao Long, come forward and accept the title?"
"What's going on?"
"Why would a dispensable existence in the dragon clan be conferred a title?”
"What medicine did the Dragon Ancestor take today?”
Ao Long was stunned.
Old man, what do you mean?
Did he take the wrong medicine?
Looking at the dumbfounded Ao Long, the Ancestral Dragon was extremely smug in his heart and laughed wildly.
The reason why he wanted to confer the title of Ao Long was because of the huge Heavenly Merit he had just received.
Reality proved that Ao Long's suggestion was correct.
The dragon race's retreat complied with the will of the heavens, catered to the wishes of the Heavenly Dao, and even received a reward!
As a result, the dragon race became countless times stronger.
At this moment, even if the phoenix and qilin clans joined forces, they would not be able to withstand the dragon clan's combined strength.
However, compared to those schemers, this kind of strength was still not enough.
He believed that once the Dragon Clan was born, they would definitely face a calamity.
Retreat was the only way out for the Dragon Clan.
And the one who caused all of this was his son, whom he thought was the most useless.
Ao Long was definitely the hope of the dragon race to become stronger. He was very selfish. He had to keep Ao Long by his side and not leave at all!
"Your son is here!"
Although Ao Long was cursing crazily in his heart, he could not disobey the Ancestral Dragon's order. He quickly walked forward and bowed.
"I can see that your luck is like a rainbow and your talent is extraordinary. In just a few decades, you broke through from the Perfected Immortal realm to the mid-stage Golden Immortal realm.”
"Even in the entire Dragon Clan, your talent is the best among the best. From today onwards, I will confer you the title of Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan and the candidate for the future Clan Leader.”
"From now on, you will follow me. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can come to me at any time.”
The Ancestral Dragon did not dawdle and went straight to the point.
Hiss…
Hearing this, everyone in the Crystal Palace gasped!
But his expression was completely different.
After being stunned for a moment, Zhu Long smiled and felt extremely gratified.
His nephew had finally reached the end.
The dragon guardians behind him, the Four Seas Dragon Kings, had an extremely complicated and envious expression.
One had to know.
Once the title of the dragon race's Crown Prince was conferred, his status would rise in a straight line, second only to the Ancestral Dragon himself.
It could be said that he was below one dragon and above tens of thousands of dragons!
Even now, they didn't dare to address the eight sons of the dragon as Crown Princes. They all addressed them as " Your Highness."
The Crown Prince of the dragon race held great power. Even the Ancestral Dragon had to seek his opinion on certain matters.
However, not everyone was qualified for such a distinguished identity.
Only those dragons with extremely pure bloodline power, and they were the orthodox royal dragons, had the chance to be conferred the position of the next dragon clan leader by the Ancestral Dragon.
Ao Long had neither status nor bloodline, so what right did he have to be the Crown Prince?
Therefore, the other eight sons of the dragon were indignant and resentful.
However, when the Ancestral Dragon released his bloodline pressure again, they all stopped and did not dare to say anything.
However, the grudge in his heart had already formed, and as time passed, it would become deeper and deeper.
Shock, disbelief, and all sorts of complicated gazes landed on Ao Long, causing him to instantly feel as if there was a knife on his back. It was extremely painful, and his scalp went numb.
At this moment.
What Ao Long wanted to do the most was to turn around and leave.
And the kind that would leave without looking back.
He had never expected that the Ancestral Dragon would actually confer him the title of Crown Prince.!
The Crown Prince!
Below one dragon, above tens of thousands of dragons!
He had a noble status and was the center of attention!
How could he keep a low profile?
"Xiao Jiu, what are you waiting for?”
"Second Uncle will be overly excited if he knows that you have obtained such a great opportunity, but the most important thing now is for you to receive the edict and thank him!”
Zhulong immediately reminded Ao Long when he saw that Ao Long was still in a daze.
Great opportunity? Lucky chance my ass!
Didn't you see these stupid dragons? All of them were unconvinced and angry. Who knows when they would go out and cause trouble? Wouldn't the dragon race still have to enter the tribulation?
Didn't you see how big brother and the others looked like they wanted to swallow me whole? You're pushing me into the fire!
Ao Long instantly lost his composure.
On top of it, the Ancestral Dragon sat upright and listened to Ao Long's inner thoughts. On the surface, he did not show any emotion.
In fact, he was already overjoyed.
"Haha…Didn't you say that I've never fulfilled my responsibilities as a father? This time, I will make it up to you!”
"As for this mob, how can they shake my determination?”
"Ninth brother, what's going on? What are you waiting for? Quickly thank Imperial Father!"
Qiuniu saw Ao Long's expression change and said in a sarcastic tone with disdain.
Ao Long was speechless.
Thank my ass!
Once he became the Crown Prince, it was equivalent to being tied together with the dragon race. What was there to be salted fish for!
Thinking of this, Ao Long glanced at Qiuniu. He could clearly see the disdain in Qiuniu's eyes, and an idea instantly appeared in his mind.
"Imperial Father, it is your son's blessing to be able to obtain your father's appreciation and your father's love. Your son is truly overwhelmed by your favor!”
"However, I know my own limits. My bloodline is too thin. Compared to Big Brother and Eighth Brother, I'm far inferior. Therefore, I'm not worthy of the identity of the Dragon Clan's Crown Prince.”
"If he really becomes the Crown Prince, it will be difficult for him to convince the masses. Instead, it will make many brothers in the clan jealous and feel that Father is unfair.”
"Instead of fighting to the death and embarrassing all the tribes in Untainted Land, I would like to ask my father to retract his order and keep the dragon bloodline pure and the tribe united!”
Ao Long's voice was sincere and sincere. His statement sounded like a selfless strategy that was for the sake of the Dragon Clan.
Moreover, his eight brothers, Zhu Long, and the other high-ranking members of the dragon clan nodded repeatedly and praised him.
"At least you know what's good for you. You know that you can't do it, and you know your limits!”
"Xiao Jiu is so considerate of the dragon clan. As an uncle, I can't compare to him!”
"It's rare for the Ninth Highness to be so selfless!”
Just as everyone thought highly of Ao Long and felt that he still had some merits...
Ao Long began to mutter in his heart.
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