What Naughty Thoughts Could the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Possibly Have? - Chapter 2.2

He glanced sideways and saw the silver dragon lying on its back. As it exhaled, it caused bubbles to form and roll around its dragon head. If you ignored the terrifying sword marks and wounds on its body, it had a slightly odd yet cute appearance.

Du Shenglan withdrew his gaze and emerged from the water. He snapped his fingers, and all the water droplets on his body instantly evaporated.

The ripples caused by his movement woke up the silver dragon. It turned over and transformed into its human form, no longer staying inside the cold pool.

This vicious dragon indeed possessed extraordinary skills, being able to conceal his presence so flawlessly, Du Shenglan thought. However, he simply remarked, “Wearing clothes is a facade, and yet, you still wear them?”

The dragon looked at him with a half-smile in its eyes and said, “Well, that depends on the location. Who wears clothes to the bath?”

Du Shenglan didn’t continue the conversation and instead asked, “How should I address you?”

Previously, they had only discussed how to break the seal, and their meetings were short, without the need to address each other. But now, things are different. It seemed that both of them would be working together for the foreseeable future.

The dragon pondered for a bit before replying, “Gu Yamu.”

Du Shenglan was stunned to hear such a normal name. “There’s even a family name? Aren’t they usually titles like ‘Flame Dragon Lord’ or ‘Honorable Flame Dragon’?”

Other than humans, other races preferred to use honorable titles along with their race. The titles he had just mentioned were the names of some famous dragons in the past.

“When I first transformed, I captured the Divine Seer and forced him to divinate my fortune. The divination showed that I lacked earth out of my Five Elements, and wood could strengthen me. As a result, I chose this name.”

Gu Yamu explained lightly, “As for the surname, ‘Ya’ was quite a rare family name, so I randomly chose it.”

“…”

The Divine Seer was said to be the person who had lived the longest in the world. It was rumored that his divinations possessed unparalleled accuracy and had the ability to communicate with beings from all realms.

However, despite his outstanding divination skill, his cultivation was only average, and the only reason he had survived for such a long time was due to his connections with many old, powerful individuals and a large number of heavenly treasures.

Du Shenglan didn’t expect the dragon to have such interests, believing in astrology and fortune-telling based on birthdates.

He sighed and thought about his next course of action.

Previously, the vicious dragon made two Heavenly Vows. The first was not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and the other was not to harm Du Shenglan in any way and serve as his bodyguard for two years.

Du Shenglan wasn’t so naive as to believe that the Heavenly Vows would bind the dragon forever. He had to make the most out of the situation before the dragon had the chance to break his vows.

After resting for another four to five days, Du Shenglan had almost recovered and decided to set off for his next destination.

Gu Yamu had no objections. “Where do you plan on going?”

It was likely that there was very tight surveillance outside.

Du Shenglan remained silent for a moment. “I want to investigate some things about my mother.”

He had occasionally suspected that his biological mother had forced herself upon Du Qingguang, causing his old man to be unable to forget about her.

Du Shenglan continued speaking, ”I have a secret connection within the Du Clan…”

Gu Yamu impatiently cut him off, “Go to the Divine Seer.”

In terms of seniority, the Divine Seer was born centuries before Du Qingguang and knew more than anyone else. Asking him directly would save a lot of time.

Recalling the story about Gu Yamu pressuring the Divine Seer to give him a more auspicious name, Du Shenglan couldn’t help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and his tense expression eased up a little.

“Alright.”

He was also interested in paying a visit to this so-called omnipotent and omniscient seer.

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After leaving the cave, the two of them rushed toward Shihuai Town without stopping.

Shihuai Town was renowned for its smithing and refining techniques, attracting many cultivators looking for a suitable spiritual weapon.

Du Shenglan and Gu Yamu walked side by side on the street inconspicuously.

No sane dragon would suffer from poverty. Gu Yamu had hidden storage rings in different places, including the cold pool at the bottom of the cave they were hiding in. When they left the cave, Gu Yamu gave Du Shenglan a mask that could disguise his appearance and aura. Now he looked like a handsome young noble.

As for Gu Yamu, he rarely appeared in his human form. Only a handful of people knew his true appearance, so he only wore a cloak to conceal himself.

Actually, their destination was not Shihuai Town. They could have flown past it entirely, but Du Shenglan insisted on stopping here briefly.

Right in front of them was the forging workshop of Grandmaster Shi Lao, a renowned swordsmith. Every day, cultivators queued inside in hopes of persuading him to forge a sword for them. When the door opened, a middle-aged man walked out, happily caressing the longsword in his hand while the others looked on enviously.

Gu Yamu said disdainfully, “The forging materials are terrible, nothing but scrap metal. What’s there to be praised?”

He glanced at Du Shenglan and continued, “If you’re looking for a good sword, you’re better off stealing one from the Sword School.

“I’m not here for a sword.” Du Shenglan replied, “People from all around the world come here to queue. Once they get bored, they will eventually gossip about other things.”

After saying that, he walked to the end of the queue and joined it. He then kept his ears peeled for any information.

As expected, he heard some news about himself.

“I wonder what happened at Zhanyue Mountain. That day, black waves filled the sky, as if a monster had descended.”

“It might be related to Du Shenglan. Zhanyue Mountain has been closed since that day, and Zhu Mo publicly announced that Du Shenglan is no longer a disciple of Zhanyue Mountain.”

Someone in the crowd whispered, “Du Shenglan stole the Enlightenment Pill. The Pei Clan was the closest to Zhanyue Mountain. On that day, the patriarch of the Pei Clan had sensed a tremendous surge of the Dao, but by the time he arrived, the Enlightenment Pill had already been taken away.”

“Du Shenglan was just a pawn. How could he single-handedly steal the treasure from the heavily guarded Du Clan? Surely Zhu Mo was the mastermind behind it.”

“Ah, now that I think about it, this Du Shenglan really is pitiful, he was treated as an abandoned child once the plan was successful.”

Upon hearing these baseless speculations, Gu Yamu’s expression gradually turned strange. Zhu Mo could have easily shown the remaining half of the Enlightenment Pill to the world and pushed the blame away. Why did he bear such a huge burden of stealing the Enlightenment Pill?

Du Shenglan transmitted his voice to Gu Yamu, “I used blood magic.”

He had infused his blood into the other half of the pill. The moment he cast the spell, he could turn the remaining half into powder.

As a result, all the cultivators would believe that Zhu Mo had obtained the Enlightenment Pill, and the four major powers, especially the Du Clan, wouldn’t be able to accept this and would definitely find a way to pressure Zhanyue Mountain.

Du Shenglan softly sighed and said out loud, “I used to believe that Du Shenglan was a ruthless and cruel person. Now that I think about it, he’s really a pitiful person.”

Gu Yamu: “…”

His words resonated with the hearts of many.

Someone snorted coldly and said, “He can only blame his own stupidity.”

“That’s incorrect.” Du Shenglan rebutted, “For the sake of his master, he was willing to risk death to steal the treasure. From that perspective, he was a devoted and loyal person.”

At that moment, people sighed and shook their heads.

To the crowd, Du Shenglan had a miserable fate. They couldn’t help but feel tolerant towards the actions of a person who was about to die, and could only sigh with regret at the fact that such an outstanding genius would perish in this way.

Du Shenglan sighed along with the crowd, while Gu Yamu watched on, his eyes twitching slightly.

He transmitted his words to Du Shenglan, “You went too far back there. If Zhu Mo reveals the matter of you releasing the vicious dragon, you won’t be able to escape either.”

Du Shenglan raised an eyebrow at his comment, thinking that Gu Yamu was also pretty remarkable for talking about himself as the vicious dragon so indifferently as if it didn’t concern him at all. A faint smile tugged at the corners of Du Shenglan’s lips as he said, “Let’s not forget my dear master had the chance to stop you from escaping in the first place.”

If Zhu Mo had given up on the Enlightenment Pill and stopped the vicious dragon instead, Du Shenglan would have resigned himself to his fate. At least Zhu Mo truly prioritized the well-being of the people.

“Anyway, it’s just splashing muddy water on each other.” He coldly chuckled, “My reputation wasn’t very good, to begin with. If things escalate, it will only serve to tarnish Zhu Mo’s reputation further.”

Gu Yamu couldn’t bear to hear Du Shenglan sing praises about his own loyalty and devotion to his master any further.

Casting spells in a crowd would attract unnecessary attention, so Gu Yamu grabbed his wrist and forcefully shuffled through the crowd, leaving Shihuai Town.