Chapter 1912 Another 'traitor'?

Seeing that Ao Qinhan looked suspicious and clearly didn't take Lin Jichen's promise to heart, Wan Yincai finally couldn't hold back and took a step forward to speak up for him.

"Please, Senior Ao, you're overthinking it!"

She stood with her hands on her hips, her eyebrows raised, and her tone carried the unique confidence of a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect.

“Ao Chi is the only bloodline of the Holy Dragon Clan, and he will definitely become the master of the Dragon Clan in the future. This is a foregone conclusion, so what is there to question?”

She turned to look at Lin Jichen, her eyes full of admiration, then turned to Ao Qinhan, her tone becoming increasingly earnest.

"The Holy Dragon was raised by Fellow Daoist Lin. From the size of a fingertip when it hatched to its current Nascent Soul stage, Fellow Daoist Lin searched all over the mountains and rivers for spiritual herbs and braved dangerous places to avoid powerful enemies. He cared for her even more than his own daughter."

"Our Beast Taming Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and no one knows the ins and outs of raising spirit pets better than us."

Wan Yincai raised her voice, her clear, bell-like tone echoing in the spacious Qinglin Palace.

"This bond is not enslavement, but the affection of going through life and death together and witnessing each other's growth. Even the cold-blooded beastmen, when treated with such sincerity, will remember this kindness and understand loyalty and gratitude. Are dragons not as good as ordinary beastmen?"

She pursed her lips, a hint of reproach in her voice: "Our sect has raised dragon pets before, and we know the dragon race's sentimental nature. Fellow Daoist Lin is merely agreeing to a good deed that benefits the dragon race's development on behalf of the future dragon lord. Do you think Ao Chi will forget this favor once he takes power? Really, your vision is too narrow!"

Wan Yincai felt increasingly sorry for Lin Jichen as she spoke. She shared the same thought as Lin Jichen, both believing that the old ice dragon was simply too clueless.

It's a wonder that Lin Jichen dared to confront the Azure Dragon King to his face in order to stand up for him, but he doesn't even have that basic trust.

Lin Jichen remained silent, looking at Ao Qinhan with complete confidence.

The meaning in that look couldn't be clearer: the young girl was right, Old Ice Dragon, you can rest assured, I'll take care of this, there won't be any problems!

However, Ao Qinhan did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, he sighed heavily, the sound of which was as heavy as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing down on him, and it lingered in the hall for a long time.

He slowly shook his head, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes furrowing, his eyes filled with an intense bitterness, mixed with a helplessness that Lin Jichen couldn't understand.

The Azure Dragon King on the throne also abandoned his aloof demeanor, a cryptic smile curving his lips, a smile that seemed both mocking and regretful. His gaze fell upon Lin Jichen, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Their strange expressions made Lin Jichen's heart skip a beat, leaving him somewhat bewildered. What was going on? Had he said something wrong?

Ao Chi was raised by him. Although he had specifically emphasized to the Azure Dragon King that he and Ao Chi were not master and servant, but the closest of partners.

As the person who watched Ao Chi grow up and is the most important person to her, is it too much for me to exercise the power of the future Dragon Lord on her behalf and grant Ao Qinhan such a small request?

Why did these two old dragon kings, who had lived for thousands of years, seem to be trying to make fun of him when they heard this?

But Ao Qinhan still shook his head, sighed heavily, and said in a tone so heavy it seemed to crush the white jade pillars in the hall: "Young friend Lin, you probably don't understand the special nature of the Holy Dragon Clan, do you?"

Lin Jichen's doubts deepened, his brows furrowed tightly, forming a deep frown, and he said in a deep voice, "Senior Ao, please give your instructions."

Ao Qinhan looked at him, the bitterness in his eyes growing stronger. He didn't try to keep him in suspense at all, but instead got straight to the point, each word clear and distinct.

"The Holy Dragon Clan inherits the will of the ancient Dragon God, making them completely different from other dragon clans."

He paused, his gaze falling on Lin Jichen's wide sleeve, where the tiny Ao Chi was completely unaware, using its pink little paws to grab a spirit crystal that it had secretly pried off from the jade platform of the Dragon Palace, making a "crunch crunch" sound as it gnawed on it.

Those golden eyes sparkled, like two small suns, curiously observing everything in the Azure Scale Palace.

It would occasionally flick its silvery-white tail, looking innocent and carefree, completely unaware of the truth hidden in Ao Qinhan's words.

Ao Qinhan's gaze softened for a moment, then became extremely solemn again, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke the shocking truth.

"Once a Holy Dragon reaches adulthood and activates her ancient bloodline, she will automatically receive the favor of the ancient Dragon God and be granted the complete Dragon God inheritance. At that time, she will forget all her memories before adulthood, including you and me, including all the days and nights we have spent together, including all the joys and sorrows, all the affections and ties, all of which will vanish like smoke."

"Not only that."

He lowered his voice even further, with a hint of reluctance, yet he had no choice but to speak.

"The Dragon God's inheritance will completely erase any mark on her body, whether it is a bloodline imprint, a contractual bond, or even a connection engraved in her soul. All of these will be wiped clean, leaving no trace."

"what?!"

Lin Jichen was struck dumb, his mind went blank for a moment.

His eyes were fixed on the little guy still gnawing on spirit crystals in his sleeve, and a feeling of disappointment instantly welled up in his heart.

He never expected that the Holy Dragon Clan would have such a special existence.

This made him want to curse. What about all his efforts over the years?

As a result, once she comes of age, she will forget him completely, leaving not a trace of attachment.

Isn't this like raising a white-eyed dragon? Once she grows up, she'll just pack up and run off to become a dragon king. All my hard work will just be for nothing?

Thinking of this, Lin Jichen's mood instantly plummeted, and an indescribable sense of loss and grievance swept over his entire body.

This feeling is like raising a child with great care, only to have them suddenly turn their back on you and completely sever all ties, becoming like strangers.

Who the hell could stand this?

Lin Jichen felt this scene was extremely familiar, and Xiao Wan's image involuntarily flashed through his mind.

He had poured his heart and soul into nurturing that poor little ghost girl he had saved, even letting her drain his yang energy, all so that she could take human form as soon as possible.

He had painstakingly raised her to be beautiful and powerful, but who would have thought that she would awaken one day and become a female demon in the ghost realm, determined to sever ties with him and return to the ghost realm to become an empress.

The injustice of having one's efforts easily denied, the resentment of having one's sincerity discarded like trash, surged up again, overlapping with the current situation.

Isn't Ao Chi the same now? Is he going to follow the same path as Nüba, and forget about his "nurturer"?

Thinking of this, Lin Jichen felt he had a curse in his mouth but didn't know whether he should say it.

What do you mean? Seriously, what do you mean? So all your pets and ghost servants are traitors? Is that some kind of insult?!

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