221: Chapter 221 How could anyone in this world possibly treat me kindly?

[Wuming] used the last of his strength to slightly open his eyes; the figure of a handsome Silver-haired Cultivator was reflected in his dark brown pupils.

"Am I going to die?"

"Mother, Wuming is coming to find you. I'm sorry, I haven't been able to avenge you yet!"

"Wuming has lived so painfully in this cold world. This is fine; it can be considered a form of release!"

"Mother, remember to pick me up. I'm afraid I might not recognize you. When the time comes, remember to give Wuming a name!"

[Wuming] murmured softly in a voice only he could hear, a final farewell to this cold world!

Suddenly!

[Wuming]'s pupils suddenly constricted to the size of needles. The pure Ancient Thunder Dragon Bloodline Power transformed into crackling blood-colored thunder dragons within [Wuming]'s body, soaring into the sky and surging through his meridians into the wounds where mangled flesh and dust had long since mixed!

"Is this... Ancient Thunder Dragon Essence Blood?"

"Is this Silver-haired Cultivator saving me?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"How could anyone in this world treat me well?"

"Sizzle..."

Accompanied by the strange sizzling sound of new flesh growing, the wounds all over [Wuming]'s body closed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Clang! Clang!..."

The crisp sound of metal friction suddenly rang out. At the base of [Wuming]'s shattered scales, new scales as sharp and cold as a demon's scythe grew back, reflecting a pale, sharp light under the shroud of moonlight!

A dragon's roar pierced the heavens. A Thousand-Zhang Flood Dragon, white as winter snow, flickered with nine-colored lightning. With a crackling sound, it soared into the sky, tumbling and circling within the tribulation clouds like a divine dragon coming into the world!

[Wuming]'s pupils trembled violently, and tears shimmered in his eyes. Two pearl-like tears streaked down his cheeks, exploding into two clouds of ice mist in the cold night sky before being scattered by the freezing wind.

"This Silver-haired Cultivator really... really saved me?"

"Mother, I seem to have met a fellow who treats me well!"

Ever since [Wuming] was born, his mother committed suicide because she could not bear being raped by his father!

[Wuming] grew up in the abandoned imperial city of the Hanzhou Continent. He had always been viewed as a burden by his father, Emperor Mo Liao, and treated as a pawn to be manipulated by the Grand Elder.

Every once in a while, other Dragon Princes who were frustrated would even angrily go to the Dizang Sea to give [Wuming] a brutal beating.

Afterward, the Dragon Princes would leave feeling refreshed, leaving behind a half-dead [Wuming] covered in blood, twitching incessantly in the cold seawater!

It could be said that from childhood to adulthood, [Wuming] had never felt any kindness, not even a shred as thin as a strand of hair!

This was the first time in [Wuming]'s life that he felt someone would actually be good to him and step in to save him!

This kindness was like a blazing summer sun, piercing fiercely into his frozen inner world, allowing a hint of warmth to continuously spread from the depths of his heart!

Suddenly!

[Ding! system prompt: Your Life-bound Mount Wuming's Favorability has increased by 80 points. The current Favorability is 30 points! Once it reaches 100 points, a hidden storyline will be unlocked.]

Holy crap!

Is the Favorability of this Life-bound Mount Wuming increasing this fast?

I just saved him once, and his Favorability increased by 80 points?

Wuming's race is currently [Flood Dragon]. Once his Favorability reaches 100 points, it can trigger a hidden storyline, and Wuming can advance!

Wuming's strength is already freakish enough. Won't he be even more invincible after advancing?

Hiss—

Jiang Lan took a sharp breath as he thought of this.

Suddenly!

The Thousand-Zhang Flood Dragon transformed into a white shadow, leaving several afterimages in the Void Realm as it flew toward Jiang Lan!

The moonlight was like water, passing through the veil-like clouds to cast a faint moon-white halo over a young and handsome male cultivator!

A somewhat handsome young male cultivator appeared, with a pair of tender pink dragon horns on his head. His sleeves fluttered, and his white robes snapped like a battle flag.

That's right!

This somewhat handsome male cultivator was none other than Wuming!

Wuming's eyes were wet and red, and pearl-like tears dripped onto the cold ground, "Drip! Drip!" He tried to speak several times, but it was as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat; he was so choked up that he couldn't say a word.

"This Divine Emperor just gave you a hand and saved you. Why are you so moved..."

"Your Highness is not crying! And I'm certainly not moved! I just... I just got these tribulation clouds in my eyes!"

Wuming wiped the tear-stained corners of his eyes and spoke with a sob.

"Forget it. This Divine Emperor doesn't care whether you're crying or not!"

"More than half of this tribulation cloud is left. It's all yours. While it's still hot..."

"All... all for me?"

"Who else would I give it to? I've long since grown tired of eating it!"

Jiang Lan stared blankly at the sixty-thousand-mile tribulation cloud, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard, speaking indistinctly.

Jiang Lan actually wanted to continue devouring the tribulation cloud; the main reason was that it tasted absolutely delicious!

It was like a large piece of tender, juicy salmon meat coated with a layer of wasabi as thick as a shoe sole, then put into the mouth in one go and chewed vigorously!

Pungency, stimulation, and sourness were all mixed together, crazily stimulating the taste buds. Tears gushed out instantly, and a rush of pleasure surged from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head!

But Jiang Lan gradually discovered that these tribulation clouds could only help him Breakthrough a Cultivation Bottleneck; they couldn't increase Cultivation experience!

To put it bluntly, no matter how many more tribulation clouds Jiang Lan devoured now, it would only satisfy his appetite and bring no other benefits. He might as well give all of this tribulation cloud to [Wuming] to devour.

Firstly, [Wuming] was already at the [Integration Realm Peak] cultivation level. After devouring this tribulation cloud, he would most likely be able to step into the [Tribulation Crossing Stage]!

Secondly, [Wuming] was quite easily moved, and his Favorability increased relatively quickly. By giving all of this tribulation cloud to [Wuming], perhaps his Favorability would rise directly to 100 points, triggering the hidden storyline!

[Wuming]'s pupils shook violently and suddenly constricted, his body trembling slightly. Expressions of shock, touched emotion, excitement, and wild joy appeared on [Wuming]'s face in turn!

[Wuming] could no longer hold back. His eyes grew even wetter and redder, and pearl-like tears gushed from the corners of his eyes like a torrential rain,

exploding into fragments of ice mist in the cold night sky!

A full-grown man of eight feet tall hugged Jiang Lan tightly and began to wail loudly, much like a Child who had lost their candy, crying heart-wrenchingly and miserably!

Tears mixed with snot wound down Jiang Lan's chest like little snakes, snaking toward his crotch!

Jiang Lan's hair stood on end, and his scalp tingled! He had never seen such a scene in his life—a handsome, tough man hugging him tightly and weeping bitterly!

"If you don't want to eat these tribulation clouds, then... Huh? Where is he?"

"Whoosh!"

A flash of light passed before Jiang Lan's eyes. Wuming, who was just crying in Jiang Lan's arms a second ago, had vanished! Only a warm little snake of snot mixed with tears remained, snaking and burrowing toward his crotch!