Chapter 1012: Not Happy? Too Bad!

With that, Ye Yuan silently recited a spell, and the Sacred Dragon Token directly detached itself from Long Zaitian's palm, returning to Ye Yuan's hand.

Long Zaitian's face darkened, and the previously friendly atmosphere was instantly shattered.

"Ji Qingyun, I call you Qingyunzi out of respect, but that doesn't mean you can disregard the Dragon Clan! Let alone the fact that you are now alone, even when you were still the young master of the Medicine King Hall, my Dragon Clan would have still reclaimed this Sacred Dragon Token! Whether you want to or not, you must hand over the Sacred Dragon Token!" Long Zaitian said in a deep voice.

Ye Yuan, however, was not at all annoyed; instead, he said with a faint smile, "If I remember correctly, there seems to be a rule among the dragon clan regarding this Sacred Dragon Token?"

Long Zaitian was taken aback at these words, and only then recalled that rule.

Whoever can make the Sacred Dragon Token recognize them as master is the master of the dragon clan!

Just now, Ye Yuan had easily summoned back the Sacred Dragon Token, clearly indicating that the token had recognized him as its master. That is to say, Ye Yuan was now the master of the dragon clan!

This... what nonsense is this?

How could a human become the master of the Dragon Clan?

But the question is, why would the Sacred Dragon Token acknowledge a human as its master? Where does that leave us true dragons?

For some reason, Long Zaitian found himself getting angry at an object.

Seeing Long Zaitian's reaction, Ye Yuan smiled and said, "It seems the Great Elder knows this rule, which makes things easier. Setting everything else aside, just based on your attitude just now, shouldn't you first apologize to me? Or does the Great Elder intend to betray the ancestors?"

A faint smile hung on Ye Yuan's face as he calmly awaited the Great Elder's apology.

Ao Lin couldn't bear to watch any longer. Seeing Long Zaitian in a dilemma, he had to say to Ye Yuan, "Brother, this... the Great Elder was just momentarily anxious and meant no offense. For the sake of your old brother, how about... letting it go?"

Long Zaitian's expression was grim. With Ye Yuan holding the Sacred Dragon Token, it was like holding a sword of authority—even if he went to the Dragon Clan, he would have to walk with arrogance!

Unless they truly betrayed their ancestors and stole the Sacred Dragon Token from Ye Yuan's hands.

But in the ideological family, bloodline inheritance was most valued, and naturally, ancestors were most revered. Making them violate this ancestral precept was harder than cutting off their own flesh.

Long Zaitian suddenly felt that the Sacred Dragon Token was like a fishbone stuck in his throat—couldn't swallow it, couldn't spit it out, extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Yuan naturally had to give face to Ao Lin, so he nodded and said, "Alright, I'll give you face today, but... this is the last time! I am the master of the Sacred Dragon Token. Even if you're unhappy with me, at least show me due respect on the surface. As long as I don't see it, what you say behind my back is your own business."

Ye Yuan knew that his trip to the Dragon Clan would inevitably face many difficulties.

The ultimate goal, of course, was the ownership of the Sacred Dragon Token.

Moreover, his current strength was indeed somewhat weak; even if they knew he was Ji Qingyun, they wouldn't truly take him seriously.

Therefore, Ye Yuan's goal was simple: if you're unhappy, swallow it!

Otherwise, it would be betraying your ancestors!

This was not a charge that ordinary Dragon Clan members could bear.

...

After a rather unpleasant meeting, Ye Yuan went to see Rong Xiao.

His purpose in seeing Rong Xiao was simple: to take a few people out of the White Tiger Dungeon.

Originally, he had planned to take them directly, but now the White Tiger Clan owed him a huge favor, so this request wasn't too excessive.

Moreover, Ye Yuan wasn't setting them free; he was enslaving them for a few thousand years, allowing them to continue atoning for their past deeds.

When Ye Yuan's figure appeared again in the White Tiger Dungeon, it caused another uproar.

"I'm only taking three people out with me. My terms aren't high either—serve me as servants for a thousand years, and I'll set you free!"

Ye Yuan's words immediately caused an uproar.

He had bargained with Rong Xiao and finally secured three slots.

These people were all major criminals of the White Tiger Clan. For Rong Xiao to give Ye Yuan three slots was already an enormous favor.

Moreover, Rong Xiao knew that the people Ye Yuan took away would surely be extremely powerful.

Even if it was only for a thousand years, if they later sought revenge against the White Tiger Clan, the clan would likely suffer heavy casualties.

In this regard, Rong Xiao was actually taking a huge risk.

No one had expected that Ye Yuan would actually fulfill his earlier promise and take people out!

Especially those who had mocked Ye Yuan before—each of them was terrified, afraid that Ye Yuan would directly exclude them.

They had been trapped in the White Tiger Dungeon for who knows how many years, and most of their strength had already faded. If they continued to waste away here, death would be their only end.

This damned place—they didn't want to stay a moment longer.

Ao Qian was naturally the first to sign up. He immediately shouted, "Brother, I'm willing to be your servant for a thousand years, no, two thousand years, as long as you take me out! Look, Old Teng and I come from the same lineage—you have to consider me first, right?"

Ye Yuan nodded and said, "You're one of them! Sign a soul contract first, and the White Tiger Clan will naturally release you."

Ao Qian was overjoyed upon hearing this. He quickly signed a soul contract with Ye Yuan, and the deal was done.

"Boom!"

The dungeon gate burst open with a roar, and a black shadow leaped out—it was actually a green dragon!

"Hahaha... I, Ao Qian, have been trapped for twenty thousand years, and finally I'm out!" Ao Qian laughed wildly.

After flying about recklessly for a while, Ao Qian finally transformed into human form, came before Ye Yuan, bowed deeply, and said, "Ao Qian pays respects to the master!"

Seeing Ao Qian actually come out, the others could no longer hold back.

"Master, I am willing to become your servant!"

"Master, I am willing too!"

These prisoners scrambled over each other, afraid of being overlooked by Ye Yuan.

However, Ye Yuan naturally wouldn't pick those of low strength.

He asked Ao Qian, "Besides you, who are the strongest here?"

Ao Qian bowed to Ye Yuan and said, "Reporting to the master, besides me, the strongest are Wu Luo and Jiang Taicang. There are also many Divine King powerhouses, but their strength is inferior to those two."

Ye Yuan nodded and said, "Those should be the two who questioned me last time, right?"

At these words, the auras of Wu Luo and Jiang Taicang immediately became disordered.

This sentence was practically a death sentence for them!

At this moment, they both wished they could slap their own mouths until they were swollen.

Such a loose tongue—better to not have it at all!

"Master, I... I am a frog at the bottom of a well! I have dog's eyes that can't see! I, Wu Luo, am willing to become your servant—please take me out!" Wu Luo said almost tearfully.

"Master, I was wrong! I shouldn't have looked down on others! Master, please take me out! This damned place—I don't want to stay a moment longer! As long as you take me out, even if I have to be a beast of burden, Jiang Taicang will do it willingly!"

Jiang Taicang was even more direct—he slapped his own mouth, making a cracking sound.