C1 Kowloon

Sky Dragon Continent was vast and endless, with tens of thousands of years of history and countless experts. The Primordial Divine Dragon destroyed the world and controlled everything. There were also many divine beasts that were powerful enough to dominate a region. After twelve eras had passed, the Divine Dragons had been completely wiped out, and not many Divine Beasts remained. Only the bloodline was passed down in the clan until now.

"Dragon God, please accept our respects." On this day, nine gigantic divine dragon silhouettes hovered above the imperial capital of the Holy Dragon Empire. Their might covered the skies and the earth, causing the wind and clouds to change color, and the sun and moon to lose their luster. In the city, from the nobility to the commoners, there was no one who did not bow in worship and pray for the Dragon God.

"Such a vast phenomenon means that a peerless genius is about to be born." Above in the sky, a figure with long hair and a black robe that fluttered without wind stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the distant nine dragon phenomenon and said, "Go, investigate who caused this phenomenon. If it is unable to be used by our sect, kill it as soon as possible." "As soon as his voice fell, thousands of black figures soared into the sky and disappeared into the void.

Dozens of years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Look, isn't that the number one trash of heaven, Han Bing?" A boy around the age of eleven or twelve said as he saw a handsome face approaching them.

"Shh, be quiet. Don't let anyone hear it. Although he's trash, his big brother and big sister are both geniuses of our Dragon clan. They're also very protective. If they do, you're dead for sure." Another boy said, looking around cautiously.

"What's there to be afraid of? The dragon race's genius event has already begun. Didn't they all go out to gain experience?"

"But I heard about his sister." Before he could finish, the two of them felt a wave of cold air attack them from behind and could not help but shiver.

"Are you talking about me?" Suddenly, a gentle female voice rang out from behind the two of them. Although it was pleasant to the ear, it was still a thousand times more terrifying than the demonic sound that came from hell.

"Princess Snow, we didn't say. "Then, two sounds like pigs being butchered rang out.

"Sigh ~" As Han Bing walked, he couldn't help but sigh. He felt as if the heavens were playing a huge joke on him. The day he was born, it caused a tremendous phenomenon, but the soul of a dragon within his body had yet to awaken. Without a dragon soul, it meant that he would not be able to practice the dragon race's cultivation technique or walk the path of martial arts. That was why he had gone from the genius of Sky No. 1 to trash of Sky No. 1.

However, due to the opening of last month's Dragon Clan Genius Trial, the elder brother was urged by the elder sister to go out to train, but the elder sister gave up this rare opportunity and stayed behind just so that she could not be bullied.

"Little Ice, don't mind their words. They are just spouting nonsense. In my big sister's eyes, they will forever be that little genius." A beautiful figure dressed in a snow-white cheongsam follows Frost's footsteps and says to him. " "Sis, I don't care about it anymore. It is you, Sis, who care about these things." Ice said.

"I just don't want them to discredit my brother." As Han Xue said this, she pretended to be unconcerned and looked into the distance. " Is this the reason for you to give up on the trial? "Sis, I don't want you to be delayed because of me." Han Bing said seriously.

"Little fellow, you're even trying to educate me. Alright, I have my own plans. I won't be too far away from you before your dragon soul awakens." Finished speaking, she turned around and left, not giving Han Bing the chance to speak.

At this moment, in the Dragon Clan's Hall of Golden Chimes, "Princess Han Bing is already twelve years old, but her internal body has yet to awaken her Destiny Dragon Soul. Strictly speaking, she can't be considered a member of our Dragon Clan, so I suggest that we temporarily send Princess Han Bing out of the Dragon Clan in order to prevent her from being ridiculed by the world." Dressed in a dark gold dragon robe, the muscular man with a resolute expression said. This person was the Mystic Dragon Guard. His status was above ten thousand people, and he was the commander of the Yin-Yang Manifestation Dragon Guards. He was one of the main forces of the Holy Dragon Empire.

"Mingxuan, did you take the wrong medicine today? What nonsense are you talking about? The day that Princess Han Bing was born, she was able to trigger the appearance of nine dragons. May I ask, in the past ten million years, who has the talent to do so? The moment this strange phenomenon occurred, all the powers that were ready to make a move immediately fell silent. Wasn't this all due to Han Bing's help? You actually want to exile Her Highness Han Bing, exactly what intentions do you have? " A man dressed in a purple dragon robe retorted. This person was the chief of the Primal Chaos Dragon Guardian, Zi Xuanyuan. He was someone on equal footing with Mingxuan.

"So what? We do not have any cultivation right now. Our dragon race is the largest clan of humans, and we do not accept trash." Ming Xuan continued.

"You." Zi Xuanyuan was just about to speak when another voice interrupted him.

"I will consider this matter. Please rest assured, my dear friends." On the Dragon Throne above the great hall, the Dragon Emperor wore a Supreme Dragon Robe, a purple dragon crown on his head, and golden-threaded holy dragon boots. He sat upright, not angry, but imposing. This single sentence shocked everyone present so much that no one dared to discuss this matter again.

"Dragon Emperor, are you still reluctant to part with it?" After leaving the imperial court, the Dragon Emperor and Mingxuan sat together in the imperial study, discussing matters regarding Han Bing.

"Sigh, Little Ice doesn't have the ability to protect himself right now. How can I send him away in peace?" The Dragon Emperor sighed.

"But have you thought about it? With Little Ice by your side, you can handle big things. There's also Princess Snow and His Highness Mystic Light, it's simply impossible to stimulate the hidden potential in his body. I suggest that you send him to your big brother's place. Firstly, you can temper his will, and after the Dragon Soul wakes up, you can bring him back to the Dragon Clan. Secondly, you have to learn the way of business. Mingxuan said.

"That's the only way."

In the evening, the mountains in the distance were like jade, the sand was like the wind, the sun had melted into gold, and the sunset clouds had gathered. Han Bing looked at the distant sky in a daze, hoping that one day he would be able to reach the skies above. He was so lost in thought that he did not even notice the arrival of the Dragon Emperor.

"Little Ice, what are you looking at?" The Dragon Emperor asked.

"Ah!" "Father, when did you arrive? Why didn't your followers call you?" Han Bing hurriedly said. "Eh? Father, you don't look too good. If you have something to say, you can tell me. Although I can't help, there are some things that would be easier for you to say.

The Dragon Emperor patted Han Bing's head and said, "Little Ice, is there any signs of awakening of your Destiny's Dragon Soul?"

Han Bing was silent for a long time, then said with a wry smile, "I let father down."

"It might be the will of the heavens. By the way, do you still know your uncle?" The Dragon Emperor said.

Of course, Han Bing knew. It was said that her father and uncle were the dragon race's most dazzling genius, the Twin Stars. They were considered to be the two people with the highest talent in the past thousand years. However, Eldest Uncle had no interest in martial arts, nor did he want to waste his talent. Thus, he used the ancient forbidden arcane skill of the dragon race — Crossing Worlds, which transferred his talent to his father. He went out to do business and created the Sky Dragon Trading Company, which covered more than half of the Sky Dragon Continent and held the economic lifeline of the Sky Dragon Continent. And Eldest Uncle often took care of his big brother Xuan Liang's father.

"Of course I know, Father. You can't be wanting me to go to Uncle to study business, right?" Han Bing immediately guessed the reason for his father's worry.

Firstly, I can give you a certain amount of experience from your uncle, and secondly, I can prepare for the worst. If you are unable to awaken the dragon soul, you can also learn from your uncle's business, just like how even though he has no cultivation, he can still stir up the entire Sky Dragon Continent. Are you willing to go? " The Dragon Emperor said.

"I, I'll go." Han Bing hesitated because he knew that he might never be able to return to the Dragon clan. But he understood even more, if it was not for him, his father wouldn't have so many worries. His elder brother and sister could also relax and train, everything would be better.

"Fine, as expected of my, Han Wentian's, son. Tomorrow, I will have my protector Peng Lei escort you to the Sky Dragon Trading Company headquarters. Have a good rest tonight." With that, he turned and left. No one saw a tear drop to the ground after the Dragon Emperor turned around. One of the supreme experts of the Sky Dragon Continent should only be like this at this moment.

The next day, at the Martial Proclamation Gate in the imperial city, Han Xue stood in front of Han Xue and could not hold back her tears. Sis, what's there to cry about? It's not like I'm not coming back, I might be back in a month. And after I leave, you should go and train yourself. Only by getting stronger can you better protect me. I still need a strong sister like you to protect me! " Han Bing joked.

"You little rascal, you only know how poor you are. You can't be compared to the dragon race outside. You have to be careful in everything. When I have time, I will come and see you." Han Xue knocked Han Bing with her hand and said.

"Aiyo, be gentle. I understand. Be careful when you participate in the experiential learning." Han Bing touched his head and said.

"Your Highness, let's head out. I will be your bodyguard from now on, leave your safety to me." Peng Lei said to Han Bing.

"Yes, I'll have to trouble you, guard Peng." Han Bing said.

As he finished speaking, Peng Lei transformed into a pair of golden wings behind his back, exuding a golden aura. Immediately after, a golden aura wrapped around Han Bing, and the two of them rose into the air together. Han Bing looked at the Imperial City of Holy Dragon Empire, where he had lived for twelve years, and his vision gradually became blurry.

"The day when the Dragon Soul awakens is the day I will return. Father, brother, sister, the dragon clan, wait for me to come back.