Chapter 2: Dragon against Dragon, a Stand-Off Between Kings; Which is the True Dragon?
**Originally translated by Incarneous, with slight edits
Various voices could be heard as Yan Zhaoge walked along the road.
“I pay my respects to senior apprentice-brother Yan.”
“Greetings, senior apprentice-brother Yan.”
These were the voices of various other martial brothers as they paid their respects while passing by.
“Martial nephew Yan’s martial cultivation has advanced again. Wonderful! As expected from the leader of the younger generation, a genius among geniuses.”
“Elder Yan has a qualified successor. Truly, a tiger father will not have a useless dog of a son!”
These were the voices of various martial cultivators as they continuously sung his praise.
“Senior apprentice-brother Yan’s aura is becoming more imposing and powerful by the day, and yet he somehow looks gentle without a doubt…”
“Oiya, I feel the same way too. So it’s not just me huh?”
“But… but… the more he’s like this, the more I…”
“He he, right what right? Shameless little girl.”
“Senior apprentice-sister! You… you… aren’t you the same!”
Okay. And those were the sounds of various martial sisters experiencing their first awakening of love.
Yan Zhaoge smiled at those martial sisters splendidly but at the same time he kept repeating himself in his mind, “Stay reserved. Keep cool.”
The burly man beside him released an extremely hearty laugh, “Young Master…”
Yan Zhaoge who was already used to his usual antics looked at him sideways, “Is there something else?”
The large man was his devoted personal attendant whose loyalty was beyond a doubt and tasked to follow him everywhere.
Logically, as someone who crossed over, Yan Zhaoge should avoid the close associates of the body’s original owner in order to avoid being exposed.
However, that kind of action was originally a double-edged sword. Conversely, staying close to those associates would assist him blend into the present world more quickly.
Fortunately, Yan Zhaoge received more than just the body from its previous owner. He also received that person’s memories.
Otherwise, just the local language would become an insurmountable challenge.
“Young Master, I have already investigated that Ye Jing person. Even though he suddenly showed massive improvement, but he is still not someone worth noting. But the grudge he has against you, why don’t we…”
Yan Zhaoge could not resist quickly rolling his eyes. His speed ensured nobody noticed his odd behavior. “Yeah, without a doubt, it’s this pattern as expected.”
The attendant and entourage would act first to incite conflict. Once the underlings were defeated, the malicious young master would act personally because he felt his pride had been stung. The young master would be beaten until not even his mother would recognize his face, which would first incite his father’s and next his entire family’s involvement. In the end, the entire group would be annihilated.
Sounds like a perfectly plotted out script, right?
“Perfect my ass!” Forced to become villainous cannon fodder, Yan Zhaoge simply could not feel a single speck of positive emotion towards to the role he had been assigned.
He had apparently gone from free and leisurely second generation genius who never even needed to work hard to a background cannon fodder who served as another stepping stone on the ordained son of heaven’s road to the top.
The thoughts appearing in Yan Zhaoge’s mind at this time were rather silly and nonsensical.
Even the more fortunate enemies of the ordained son of heaven would seldom receive a better end. They would act as the rival figure, the type that was as resilient and undying as a cockroach. They never die and after each defeat the next time they show up their strength would have improved. In reality, these rival figures were simply reusable products that helped the main character gather experience and equipment.
As for those less fortunate enemies, it’s doubtful whether they could survive even a couple chapters before dying or worse.
And in normal cases, someone like Yan Zhaoge who had the right background to summon forth an even mightier father is simply the mini-boss that comes before the big boss. Mini-bosses were not likely to live for more than a couple chapters before going down the route of cannon fodder.
Also, the idea of he who strikes first gains the upper hand fails to apply. In accordance to the rules that govern these ordained sons of heaven, any main character who suffers such a fate would simply be suppressed for a while before rising once more with even greater momentum than before. That was often equivalent to gifting them a fortituous encounter, allowing them to grow stronger at an even faster rate.
In the end, those main characters won’t have a scratch. On the contrary, they will have grown stronger at an unthinkable rate. At this point, they will hurry back and aim for the villainous young master’s face.
The main character destiny is just that tyrannical and unreasonable. If it wants to flatten the cannon fodder, the cannon fodder will just be flattened. The flattening can even be done in a hundred and eighty unique and original ways.
“As for this main character Ye, what will his magical plot device turn out to be? A secret skill book from before the Great Calamity? Or perhaps a supreme divine tool. Or even a portable wise old grandpa? Or maybe he’s someone’s reincarnation?”
Yan Zhaoge’s smile was slightly unnatural. He gave a hand wave, “There is no need to be concerned about him.”
The big man scratched his head, “As you say, Young Master.”
“Even though there seems to be a problem with the script, I, your elder brother, I, also have a magical plot device.”
The Great Calamity created a new era. This is because there were differences in the world before and after the Great Calamity. The route of martial cultivation was more or less changed. Even physiology of people’s bodies was not exactly the same. Thus Yan Zhaoge needed to adjust the various records and skill books within his mind to suit the current era. Were it not for this point, his cultivation would have soared at an even greater rate.
After his arrival, except carefully adapting to the new world and his new identity, most of Yan Zhaoge’s efforts were focused on actualizing real life applications of the knowledge stored within his mind.
And now, his efforts had borne fruit. It was time to soar.
So far Yan Zhaoge has only converted knowledge applicable to the cultivation levels of his current self and his past self. His cultivation had only ever reached certain realms; it wasn’t possible to convert his knowledge into practical application broadly across the entire cultivation process.
Food needed to be eaten one mouthful at a time and journeys needed to be taken one step at a time.
Regardless, as his cultivation progressively increased, theory could be integrated into practical application leading to more possibilities and vaster potential. And now, Yan Zhaoge was already prepared to realize the first step.
Not only did he possess expertise in the martial path, his knowledge in other fields such as artifact refinement and medicinal pill alchemy were also sufficient to create large waves in this era.
The investigation of the ‘Li Flame True Fire’ carried out by his subordinates just happened to be associated with those fields.
If his experiment were successful, then he would undoubtedly receive immense benefits.
Yan Zhaoge twitched his lips, “Dragon against dragon, a face-off between kings, let us see who the true dragon is. Perhaps this Ye Jing isn’t actually some main character propped up by destiny. Maybe I’m just being oversensitive and over imaginative. Let’s observe the situation a bit more first.”
Rather Yan Zhaoge was more troubled by the tricky matter of how he should face the girl who got eaten by the former owner of his body.
To the current him, his first priority was to improve himself, both his personal strength and his position within the sect.
As for beautiful women, he would not waste any time deliberately pursuing them, but neither will he deliberately reject those who pursue him.
The problem left behind by the original owner of his body was truly a pain in the ass.
Despite cursing and moaning on the surface, in truth Yan Zhaoge did not actually take this problem to heart. He shook his head and appropriately dealt with the tasks at hand before leaving to recuperate at his own residence. He sat in meditation and refined his aura qi, waiting for the next day to arrive. Soon after, he left for the sect’s Assignment Hall.
Yan Zhaoge’s arrival immediately attracted everyone’s interest. Their eyes all focused on him.
Yet Yan Zhaoge’s expression remained natural. Taking a quick glance around, he found an incomparably gorgeous young girl with a slender figure walking towards him.
This girl looked to be sixteen or seventeen years of age. Her features were already world class, even superior to the Lin girl. She seemed like a heavenly fairy, a creature that did not consume the food of mortals. Her only flaw lay in a pair of eyes that were a rare icy blue, which granted her entire person a cold and detached air.
This Sikong Qing was another outstanding latecomer from the younger generation. Although she was rather young, her fame had long since spread. Her martial talent was extraordinary, only inferior to Yan Zhaoge himself. She had been acclaimed as another heaven’s favoured child of Broad Creed Mountain, receiving the attention of many elders at an early age.
When Yan Zhaoge saw her, he once again had the urge to roll his eyes.
From what he knew, after being left behind by the Lin girl, Ye Jing somehow encountered Sikong Qing even before he had joined Broad Creed Mountain. Due to some type of fateful encounter, there was even a pretty good relationship between the two.
At the moment, their relationship remained at the level of pure friendship. But according to a certain script, she was a girl from a good background; her talent was good; her beauty was overflowing; she was a true ice lady without any feminine emotion, yet despite this she happened to look favourably upon a seemingly average person.
Under the influence of Ye Jing’s main character aura, in time, this beauty who exceeded Miss Lin in every category would very likely become the empress to Ye Jing’s emperor.
And beside Sikong Qing, there happened to be a scrimpy youth who stared at Yan Zhaoge with all his might.
This scrimpy youth was naturally Ye Jing.
Yan Zhaoge could distinctly detect flames that had been constrained for a long time from Ye Jing’s gaze… Indeed, these flames seemed like they could explode forth at any moment.