360: The feast of the gods begins

“Roar—”

Little Black Dragon let out a low growl with difficulty, his massive golden vertical pupils staring intently at Wu Ning, revealing a hint of fear and submission.

A domesticated Dragon was not as unruly as a wild Dragon.

Of course, being a pure-blooded True Dragon, an unyielding spirit was ingrained in his Bloodline and bones. The reason he directly expressed submission was primarily because Wu Ning's strength was too terrifying.

The gap between them was like that between an ant and the heavens, so vast that it was despair-inducing, leaving him with no thought of resistance.

“Very good. From now on, you are my personal mount.”

Wu Ning withdrew his pressure. Seeing him obediently lower his Dragon head in submission, he couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction.

A True Dragon mount, he had one!

Wu Ning examined him closely, becoming more satisfied the more he looked. His massive Dragon body was covered in thick, hard black scales. His Dragon head was majestic, his Dragon horns imposing, and his Dragon claws were thick and powerful. He also had a pair of golden vertical pupils like the sun, as if he were the Incarnation of power and majesty—mighty, domineering, and possessing an innate nobility and mystery.

He truly lived up to being a pure-blooded True Dragon; he was simply the most perfect colossal creature.

“Oh, right, I still need to give you a name.”

Wu Ning mused, “The name ‘Little Black’ would suit you well…”

When Little Black Dragon heard about getting a name, he immediately widened his eyes and looked at him expectantly. Upon hearing the words “Little Black,” his entire Dragon face instantly fell.

Fortunately, he heard Wu Ning continue, “But unfortunately, that name is already taken by Ink Treasure.”

“Never mind. From now on, I’ll call you Aotian.”

“Roar roar—”

Little Black Dragon roared happily, quite pleased with the name.

“It seems you like it very much.”

Wu Ning smiled and nodded, then flashed onto his majestic and enormous Dragon head.

“Now, let’s take off.”

Wu Ning lightly stomped his right foot, beginning the next stage of Dragon taming.

As an experienced driver, one must skillfully control their vehicle. While not necessarily reaching the Realm of perfect synchronicity, at least strict obedience and error-free operation were required.

“Roar—!”

Aotian received the command and immediately launched, his massive body instantly lifting off the ground and soaring directly into the starry sky.

At the same time, his entire Dragon body seemed to be enveloped by an invisible spatial barrier, blocking all winds and storms from approaching him.

Wu Ning’s Divine Soul Clone stood atop his head. Even at extreme speeds, he remained as steady as a mountain, feeling no turbulence.

Nor was there any strong gale buffeting him.

This pleased him greatly; it seemed Little Black Dragon had some talent for being a mount.

“Roar—”

A Dragon roar echoed through the sky, filled with excitement and exhilaration.

Aotian swayed his massive Dragon body, flying at extreme speed through the vast, dim starry sky, feeling an unprecedented sense of joy in his heart.

It had been a long time since he had flown so freely.

After an unknown period, Wu Ning, having experienced the feeling of being a Dragon Knight, controlled Aotian and returned to the Profound Yellow Continent.

After all, he was just a small Dragon in the Immortal King Realm. Even at his fastest speed, he was like a crawling turtle in Wu Ning’s eyes. After experiencing it once, Wu Ning lost much interest.

It seemed this True Dragon mount was more suitable for showing off; for transportation, its practicality was not high.

“Your Cultivation is too low. From now on, you will Cultivate and improve your strength here. A mere Immortal King Realm is not enough to qualify as my mount.”

Wu Ning took out a large amount of resources and placed them beside Aotian for him to Cultivate, piling them up like a mountain, enough for him to Cultivate to the Immortal Emperor Realm and beyond.

With his potential as a pure-blooded True Dragon, Breaking through to the Immortal Emperor Realm was not too difficult; all he needed was time and resources.

After giving his instructions, the Divine Soul Clone immediately dissipated.

On the Immortal couch, Wu Ning opened his eyes and glanced around, finding that there were still a few days left. So, he continued to organize the other treasures on his person.

…

Time flew by, and the day of the Banquet of the Gods finally arrived.

At the summit of Tongtian Divine Mountain.

This was where the God Court of the Tian Xu Divine Kingdom was located. Today, the God Lord of Heavenly Ruins would appear here to host a banquet for the various God Race branches.

On this day, the ancient, vast divine bell chimed, seemingly ignoring spatial distance, echoing throughout Tongtian Divine Mountain and continuing to spread to the Divine Capital Continent beyond the mountain.

Above Tongtian Divine Mountain, divine light burst forth, auspicious clouds stretched for hundreds of millions of miles, and countless illusory forms of Auspicious Beasts and heavenly phenomena symbolizing good fortune surged and appeared in the Nine Heavens.

Everywhere was filled with a joyous and harmonious atmosphere.

Wu Ning had been on the Divine Mountain for over a month and finally had the opportunity to enter the God Court at the summit.

The entire majestic God Court hall had already been arranged into an incredibly opulent and luxurious banquet scene. Wu Ning and God Xi entered the hall together, only to see rows of enormous divine pillars on either side of the grand hall, supporting a magnificent starry sky dome. Dragons and Phoenixes coiled around the divine pillars, along with Qilin, Vermilion Bird, and other Auspicious Beast and divine birds, silently entwined and attached to the gilded divine pillars like statues.

The entire God Court hall was resplendent, with golden light radiating in all directions, purple mist permeating the air, and dazzling divine jade beads and gleaming glazed golden goblets everywhere.

Wu Ning once again experienced the extravagance and splendor of the God Race. In comparison, the arrangements of the divine palace for the Prodigy gathering a few days ago seemed much more modest.

Truly worthy of being the God Race’s God Court!

At this moment, immortal music lingered in the hall, and even more exquisitely dressed and gracefully poised dancers performed, presenting a scene of peace and prosperity.

This God Court hall was also divided into three levels. The uppermost level was undoubtedly where the God Lord, God Queen, and a host of divine consorts resided, high above, looking down upon all beings.

The middle level consisted of three massive white jade divine altars, arranged in a protective formation around the central upper hall. White jade arch bridges connected them, with golden lotus and jade pools beneath the bridges.

The area of these three white jade divine altars was vast. The left and right ones were filled with top-tier seats, only qualified for important ministers of the Divine Kingdom and major figures of the God Race. The central one was where the beautiful dancers performed for the God Lord and God Queen.

The lower hall was the most spacious, with seats lining both sides. Strong cultivators from the smaller God Race branches, powerful individuals from various affiliated forces, ministers of the Divine Capital, and Prodigies and monsters from various races could all be seated. Beautiful dancers also performed in the center.

Wu Ning sat down with God Xi on the right side of the middle-level white jade divine altar. Besides the seats for some important ministers of the Divine Kingdom, there were also various major forces from the Heavens invited to observe the ceremony.

At this time, the God Lord, God Queen, and a host of divine consorts had not yet arrived, and many seats in the middle level were still empty. Only the seats in the lower hall were almost full.

Wu Ning directly ignored the angry and hateful gazes from the Asura God Clan and the scrutinizing looks from other races, and greeted Elder Fei Qing and others beside him.

He then sat quietly in his seat, sampling the various God Race delicacies and fine wines on the table, enjoying the dazzling and pleasant immortal music and dances, and occasionally chatting with God Xi.

Today’s Banquet of the Gods, the main characters were the top powerful cultivators and Prodigies from the various major branches of the God Race.

He just needed to quietly await their performance.