Prehistoric: The female saint Shiji, brilliant and talented

"Jiaolong? Real dragon?" Bo Yikao asked in surprise.

In ancient times, real dragons and Jiaolong were legendary creatures that no one had ever seen.

Hou Yi nodded and said, "Yes, I have heard Master mention these legendary creatures before."

Bo Yikao said: "If that's the case, then we should leave quickly. These three dragons are too fierce. It will definitely not be beneficial to anger them."

Hearing this, Houyi nodded in agreement and immediately led his people out.

The dragon's roar shook the earth and was majestic and vast.

Outside Longyuan, the mountains were shaking, strong winds were raging, and sand and rocks were flying.

Bo Yikao and others stopped and looked back with their eyes wide open.

"Brother Houyi, what's going on?" Bo Yikao asked in shock.

"This is not an ordinary dragon roar. It seems to be extremely similar to the cry of the sacred beast of the dragon clan." Houyi said solemnly.

"Could these three dragon veins be related to the sacred beast?" Bo Yikao guessed.

"Perhaps, we should hurry up, these guys are about to be born." Houyi urged.

After saying this, he immediately accelerated to leave Longyuan and prepared to leave Nanling.

Bo Yikao nodded and followed Houyi away.

Just as they were about to turn around and leave, suddenly two dragon roars resounded in all directions, and then two powerful dragon auras burst out, overwhelming the sky and the earth and rushing in all directions.

The dragon's might was so overwhelming that a terrifying aura as if it was about to destroy the world enveloped Nanling.

The tribal warriors all looked up into the sky, attracted by the three gigantic creatures.

Houyi and Bo Yikao were no exception.

"What a powerful blood and energy fluctuation." Bo Yikao exclaimed.

At this moment, Hou Yi's eyes sparkled, and he muttered to himself: "It's actually a real dragon, how is this possible?"

True dragons are the top creatures among all races. Every time they are born, disasters are inevitable because they are too powerful.

Moreover, true dragons have a very long lifespan and possess destructive power.

"There are three dragon veins in Longyuan. Could they be real dragons?" Bo Yikao said in horror.

Hou Yi said: "I don't know either, but if these three dragon veins are real dragons, we must underestimate the dragon clan. Their foundation is far beyond our expectations."

"Brother Xuanyuan, let's go back to the tribe first." The tribal warriors looked at Houyi and Bo Yikao.

"Yeah." Houyi and Bo Yikao nodded slightly, and quickly returned to the tribe with the tribal warriors.

When they returned to the tribe, Bo Yikao and his companions discovered that the tribal sacrifices were no longer being performed and that they had apparently left.

"Brother Houyi, where are we going for the sacrifice?" Bo Yikao asked in surprise.

"He said he was going out to visit a friend." Houyi replied.

"Going out to visit friends?" Bo Yikao was stunned. He had never heard that there were other friends during the tribal sacrifices.

Moreover, given his status as a tribal priest, he doesn't have many friends on a daily basis.

Even he doesn't have many friends.

"Which friend is he going to visit?" Bo Yikao asked puzzledly.

Hou Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe a friend invited him to be a guest."

"Brother Houyi, are you a friend of the high priest?" Bo Yikao asked tentatively.

"I hope so." Hou Yi smiled faintly.

Upon hearing this, Bo Yikao fell silent. He always felt that Houyi knew a lot of things and seemed to be very familiar with the background of this high priest.

"Brother Houyi, let's go into the house and rest. There is no need to keep watch tonight. We will take turns guarding after the war is over." Bo Yikao said.

"Well, that's okay." Houyi nodded.

As soon as they entered the tribe, they saw the high priest coming from the depths of the village.

The high priest held a scepter and wore a black hat. His cloudy old eyes shone with wisdom, giving people an extremely profound feeling.

He was wearing linen clothes and leaning on a walking stick. He looked thin and old, but he gave people a sense of endless majesty and vicissitudes.

"See High Priest."

Seeing the high priest, Houyi and Bo Yikao hurriedly saluted with a very respectful expression.

The high priest waved his hand to signal them to stand up, and then said: "I just heard the roar of a dragon and the roar of a real dragon. Have you seen these things?"

The high priest took out six fist-sized beads and gave them to Houyi and Bo Yikao for inspection.

"Dragon Ball?" Bo Yikao's brows were filled with astonishment.

"That's right." The high priest nodded.

"Houyi, do you know him?" Bo Yikao looked at Houyi and asked.

Hou Yi frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I have never seen it before."

After hearing what Houyi said, Bo Yikao realized that the treasures in the high priest's hands were definitely not ordinary stuff.

"These beads were left by real dragons." The high priest explained.

"High Priest, what's going on? Why are there three huge dragons in Longyuan? Are they real dragons?" Houyi asked puzzledly.

"As expected of you, Brother Houyi. You guessed that these three giant dragons are Jiaolongs so quickly." Bo Yikao exclaimed.

"Tell me quickly what is going on?" Houyi asked anxiously. This involves the safety of hundreds of millions of lives in Nanling and cannot be taken lightly.

Bo Yikao explained bitterly: "Brother Houyi, these three dragons are not Jiaolongs."

"Oh? Not a dragon? What is it then?" Houyi reacted and became even more confused.

The high priest said: "They are dragon eggs. These are dragon cubs."

"The dragon cub?" Houyi and Bo Yikao were surprised.

The high priest continued, "There are three dragon veins beneath the Dragon Abyss. These three dragon veins gave birth to three dragon eggs. We named them the Three Dragons."

Bo Yikao and Houyi suddenly realized that the three dragons were actually dragon eggs.

"What about those three dragon veins?" Houyi asked. He wanted to figure out why there were three dragon veins.

"There is nothing wrong with the three dragon veins themselves, but they converge in the Dragon Abyss, causing the spiritual power within the dragon veins to gradually dissipate, and eventually turn into dead dragon veins." said the high priest.

"So that's how it is." Houyi nodded.

"Brother Houyi, these three dragon eggs are rare treasures. We must not give them away easily, otherwise our clan will be in danger." The high priest said solemnly. He knew how terrible the dragon clan was. If the dragon clan got to know the news of the dragon eggs, the whole Nanling Mountains would be in danger.

Hou Yi said sternly: "Put down the dragon egg, I will handle it myself."

"This is the best. Let's send the dragon egg back to Longyuan." Bo Yikao said. He knew that Houyi had his own plans.

The tribe's priests had known about the dragon egg for a long time. They buried the egg near the Dragon Abyss in order to keep it safe for the dragon clan and prevent it from being leaked.

The high priest nodded in agreement, and they took the dragon egg and headed towards Longyuan.

Houyi and Bo Yikao followed behind them.

At this moment, tribal warriors poured into the tribe, and they were all talking about the dragon cubs.

"Brother Hou Yi, have you ever seen a dragon cub?"

"We heard that a dragon cub was born, but we don't know if it's true or not."

The tribal warriors surrounded Hou Yi and asked questions.

"Everyone, please be patient." Hou Yi said calmly, "You can go to the tribe to get food and meat tonight. We will hold a bonfire feast."

After hearing Hou Yi's words, everyone was surprised. Although they all knew that Hou Yi was a hero of the tribe and very powerful.

But Hou Yi was too young and his foundation was unstable, so his status in the tribe was not as good as the other two heroes.

If Houyi had not saved the high priest, he would have been expelled from the tribe long ago.

After all, every tribal hero has a noble status and controls tribal resources.

As a new hero, Hou Yi has a very low status in the tribe, far inferior to the two veteran heroes.

"We thank the hero Hou Yi."

The tribal warriors happily thanked Houyi, they knew that Houyi was helping them get food and meat.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." Houyi said calmly.

"Haha, I haven't had meat and wine for a long time. I'm going to have a good meal this time."

"You have to drink a few more glasses this time, and don't come back until you're drunk."

The tribal warriors cheered and their faces were filled with happiness.

These days, they have been relying on animal skins and wild vegetables to fill their stomachs. Now that they finally have meat and fine wine to enjoy, how can they not be happy?

Then they dispersed and went to the tribe's kitchen to prepare food and wine to celebrate the feast.

Houyi and Bo Yikao also joined in the celebration, chatting and laughing with others.

"Let's go too," Bo Yikao suggested.

Houyi nodded in agreement, and then went to the tribe's kitchen with Bo Yikao.

In the tribal kitchen, smoke was rising and the place was bustling with activity, with many young and strong men busy at work.

They were busy roasting rabbits, slaughtering goats, and setting up the grill.

The women of the tribe are responsible for collecting wild flowers and weaving garlands to decorate the walls of the tribe.

This is the most prosperous and lively place in the tribe.

"High Priest."

"High Priest."

Seeing the high priest coming, many tribesmen stopped what they were doing and shouted respectfully.

They knew that the high priest would come to the kitchen every day to check whether the tribesmen were working diligently and conscientiously. Anyone who dared to be lazy or slack off would be punished mercilessly by the high priest.

The high priest treated the tribesmen extremely harshly and strictly, but he loved them very much. Therefore, the tribesmen respected and worshipped him.

The high priest nodded slightly to the tribesmen, then walked into the kitchen to inspect their work.

Houyi and Bo Yikao followed behind. They saw many familiar faces, some of whom were so old that they could not move.

They knew that these old men were aging warriors who had dedicated their all to the tribe, which brought them the peaceful and prosperous life they had today.

They also knew that if these elders left, the tribe would lose its protection and would be invaded by the dragons again.

The dragon clan is brutal and tyrannical. They will do anything to achieve their goals, even at the cost of sacrificing anyone. They will not allow such a thing to happen, so the dragon clan is the existence they want to avoid as much as possible.

The high priest inspected the kitchen and saw Hou Yi, saying, "You have come at the right time. I was looking for you."

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Houyi asked puzzledly.

"I remember there were several hundred-year-old nightshade plants growing near Longyuan. I wonder if you still remember them?" the high priest said slowly.

Hearing this, information about the hundred-year-old nightshade emerged in Houyi's mind.

Hundred-year-old nightshade is an essential medicinal ingredient for refining dragon blood pills. Taking it can improve one's skills and increase one's lifespan by a hundred years.

"I remember." Houyi said in a deep voice with a serious expression.

The high priest said, "This nightshade grass is used by us to cultivate dragon cubs. Now that the dragon cubs have not yet hatched, it is not suitable for consumption."

Hou Yi hesitated for a moment and said, "I know. I will pick it for you right away."

After saying that, he walked to the stone mortar in the corner, moved it away, and picked up the hundred-year-old nightshade from it.

Houyi walked up to the high priest and said, "Leave it to you."

"Hero Houyi, please crush this nightshade into juice. I need to mix it evenly so that the nightshade can melt and form a better dragon blood pill." The high priest ordered.

"Okay." Houyi did not refuse and agreed immediately.

He knew that the things the high priest needed were precious things and he could not waste them.

Houyi followed the high priest's instructions and began to crush the nightshade and drip the juice into wooden basins.

The high priest stood beside the wooden basin, looking at the turbid green liquid in the basin, his eyes full of anticipation.

Suddenly, the juice of the nightshade grass trembled, as if it was about to fly up, and turned into a dragon shadow soaring into the sky.

"What is going on?" the high priest asked in surprise. This was the second time he had encountered such a situation.

"Could it be that a dragon ball is about to be born?" Houyi guessed.

Suddenly, the roots of the nightshade began to tremble, as if something was about to break out of the soil.

Immediately afterwards, the nightshade grass shook violently, as if trying to break free from the soil and transform into a real dragon soaring into the sky.

"What is this?" Houyi and the high priest stared at the nightshade with wide eyes.

"Look, the nightshade grass is changing. Is something about to hatch?"

Everyone screamed and looked up at Houyi and the high priest.

"The nightshade is going to transform into dragon eggs?" Everyone was shocked.

Suddenly, the nightshade grass began to vibrate violently and make bursts of hissing sounds, as if it was roaring and roaring.

"Oh no, the nightshade can no longer suppress its power, get out of the way." The high priest shouted anxiously and quickly pushed away the tribesmen.

The roots of the nightshade grass rose from the ground and expanded rapidly, becoming as thick as a giant tree.

"Oh no, it's trying to break out of its cage."

Houyi looked solemn, and he gathered his strength, preparing to fight.

The nightshade exploded, and thick green juice splashed out like a rainstorm, spreading all around.

Houyi and the high priest were unable to dodge and were soaked like drowned rats.

Everyone dodged in a hurry, terrified and looking at the exploding nightshade with worry.

The rich green juice contains terrifying corrosive power, even rocks can be dissolved instantly.

Hou Yi's robe was stained with green juice, which turned into pus and blood and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Such a strong poison." Houyi frowned.

The green juice has a pungent smell that is suffocating.

Houyi used his strength to wrap his body to resist the severe invasion of poison.

"It is worthy of being the corrupt power that the dragon clan is most adept at using. Even Hou Yi almost couldn't resist it." The high priest sighed.

The green juice spread throughout the entire tribe, and wherever it passed, the plants withered and rotted instantly.

Everyone hid in the house, still in shock, looking at the green juice that was gradually extinguished in fear.

"It's so horribly poisonous that it can easily rot plants."

"This power is simply too terrifying. Fortunately, we hid quickly."

Many tribesmen were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their foreheads were covered with sweat, and they felt a chill down their backs.

"Houyi warrior, although the juice of nightshade grass is highly corrosive, it also has a strong healing ability and can save the dying and heal the wounded." said the high priest. (End of this chapter)