Dragon Tamer

Chapter 184 - 185 Sword Flight

Chapter 184: Chapter 185 Sword Flight

Translator: 549690339

Even as they entered the clouds, the view remained hazy.

Little White saw a dragon’s shadow, with Nan Lingsha sitting on its back.

That shadowy dragon charged towards the Male Holy Candle Dragon, its aura in no way inferior to it. Before Little White could make out what kind of dragon it was, Nan Lingsha had driven the mysterious dragon to repel the Male Holy Candle Dragon into the dense clouds.

Little White originally intended to go take a closer look.

But the remnants of the Candle Dragon’s ethereal fire still clinging to its wings had not yet been extinguished and were spreading bit by bit across its body.

The Ice Morning White Dragon raised its auxiliary wings, summoning countless icy breezes in an attempt to snuff out the Candle Dragon’s ethereal fire.

However, the frost had no effect whatsoever.

The ethereal fire kept spreading, and the pain intensified with it.

“Spread your wings, I will heal you,” a young, childlike voice said at that moment.

Above the clouds, an exquisitely graceful Immortal Rabbit Dragon leaped over, its soft paws landing on Little White’s back, seemingly weightless.

“Yuuu” Little White cried out, indicating that the ethereal fire was very strange and difficult to extinguish.

“Don’t move, it won’t hurt.” The Immortal Rabbit Dragon cast a Profound Art and exhaled a breath of healing frost mist.

The mist gently brushed over Little White’s wounds, significantly easing the bizarre agony that had been alternating between bone-chilling cold and scorching burns, and the Candle Dragon’s ethereal fire stopped spreading.

“Pretty tough, extinguish, extinguish, extinguish,” the Immortal Rabbit Dragon muttered as if reciting an incantation, exhaling more dew of frost that continuously merged with, collided against, and neutralized the Candle Dragon’s ethereal fire…

Before long, the Candle Dragon’s ethereal fire gradually extinguished, and the sensation of pain was completely eliminated at that moment.

Waiting quietly for a moment, Little White gently fluttered its wings, finding the scalded wounds had healed as before, and even the burnt outer feathers began to slowly regrow.

Little White was also a vanity-conscious Dragon Baby.

A bald patch of feathers on its wings would upset it for a long time.

“Yuuu” Little White cried out, expressing its gratitude towards the Immortal Rabbit Dragon.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying,” the Immortal Rabbit Dragon said in a crisp and pleasant voice, somewhat adorably.

Little White was also very puzzled.

It could speak human language.

Why couldn’t it understand dragon language??

“Yuuu” Little White gestured with its paws, then called out in the direction of the strong ripples of power emanating from deep within the clouds.

“Are you worried about my master?” the Immortal Rabbit Dragon asked.

“Yuuu!” Little White nodded.

“My master is very formidable. That big Candle Dragon is just asking for trouble,” said the Immortal Rabbit Dragon.

“Yuuu”

“An Aberrant Beast? I did not expect that in this world…” A Jinli, radiating a special light, drifted by from the side.

The Immortal Rabbit Dragon immediately closed its mouth, then imitated Little White’s noble and graceful call.

“Yuuu?” Little White’s delicate cheeks were full of confusion.

The two Holy Dragons fought for a while.

Zhu Minglang had already made a quick escape, still worried that Little White would not be able to get away from the Holy Candle Dragon, so he hurried in that direction as soon as he could.

“Qing Zhuo, Mo Ye, don’t get entangled in the fight!”

Zhu Minglang shouted.

Little Qingzhuo was closer to Zhu Minglang and quickly flew over with a flap of its wings.

Zhu Minglang jumped onto the back of the Divine Green Holy Dragon, then looked back to see a magnificent silver-red light streaking across the center of the Blue Sky Pond, dividing the celestial realm in two like a mirror lake.

The next moment, the Sword Spirit Dragon returned to Zhu Minglang’s side and followed by his side like an Immortal Sword, elegant and dashing.

The Female Saint Candle Dragon was extremely infuriated; after flying in pursuit, it seemed it couldn’t bear the indignity of the Sword Spirit Dragon having left a scar on its body. Although the scar was not deep, it felt like an affront to its dignity.

However, no sooner had it flown out of Blue Sky Pond than the Female Saint Candle Dragon saw a group of sparrow dragons circling near the Cloud Platform Mother Tree. They were the local residents who, hearing the disturbance, had all come to watch.

Thinking that if it left, those sparrow dragons would divide up all the fruits of the Cloud Platform Mother Tree, the Female Saint Candle Dragon could only swallow its resentment and fly towards the Cloud Platform Mother Tree.

At this moment, Little Holy Candle Dragon was even more infuriated, angrily crying out in the direction where the Divine Green Holy Dragon and Zhu Minglang had fled.

“Hmm!”

The Female Saint Candle Dragon also roared as if to tell Little Holy Candle Dragon: “Go call your father back!”

Immediately, Little Holy Candle Dragon flew towards the dense mass of dark clouds in the distance.

Zhu Minglang also flew towards the direction of the dark clouds and soon saw Little Bai Qi, Little Chang’e, and Mr. Jinli, who were resting among the clouds.

“Where’s the Male Saint Candle Dragon?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“The master is dealing with it,” the Immortal Rabbit Dragon replied.

“Painter?”

“Dragon Shepherd, silly human!” The Immortal Rabbit Dragon replied with some irritation, “How can you still not tell them apart?”

How could Zhu Minglang possibly tell them apart?

If it weren’t for the painter, Zhu Minglang would be worried because he wasn’t sure about Nan Lingsha, the Dragon Shepherd’s strength.

“Sword Spirit Dragon, let’s go,” Zhu Minglang said.

The Sword Spirit Dragon immediately landed in front of Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang stepped onto the sword, and suddenly the Sword Spirit Dragon transformed into a streak of red lightning, flying towards the depths of the dark clouds.

“Slow down!”

“Slow down!!”

Ice Morning White Dragon, Divine Green Holy Dragon, Immortal Rabbit Dragon, and Mr. Jinli all watched as Zhu Minglang rode away on the sword. However, what should have been an extremely elegant sword flight was somewhat oddly executed in Zhu Minglang’s case.

Sword flight was not supposed to be this shaky.

Indeed, there was a lack of synergy.

Zhu Minglang had to admit this point.

It seemed that the Sword Spirit Dragon had never before been used as a flying sword to carry someone; it was just moving at its normal speed.

The problem was, its speed for short distances was nearly indistinguishable from teleportation, and Zhu Minglang, who currently lacked the cultivation base of a Sword Master and was not in a Sword Awakening state, was truly struggling to cope.

Mainly because it was too fast!

Sword flight is an operation of extreme difficulty.

To be honest, when Zhu Minglang first saw Li Yunzi able to perform sword flight, his surprise was not feigned.

Usually, only those seasoned Sword Masters could achieve perfect control of the flying sword and ensure that they wouldn’t be thrown off while rushing high in the sky.

Especially at high speeds, the wind resistance can be comparable to walls after walls of weight. It’s a challenging task for Sword Masters to use their bodies to fend off the wind resistance that varies with speed.

Control of the sword needed to be refined to the utmost.

Although Zhu Minglang had once been a powerful Sword Master, he was still young; most of his time was spent practicing combat swordsmanship.

The technique of riding a sword, which only seasoned Sword Cultivators who had immersed themselves in swordsmanship for more than four or five decades could learn, was truly something he didn’t know.

Therefore, he was quite envious that Li Yunzi was capable of sword flight.

Of course, he was also somewhat puzzled.

Li Yunzi’s swordsmanship was strange and different from that of conventional Sword Cultivators.

She didn’t even carry a sword with her.

And how was she able to perfectly control the sword and even carry others while flying?