Chapter 17: Qingyuan’s Bloody Rampage

“The Crown Princess… the Crown Princess, she—”

The sorcerers dared not say more, their hands still trembling as they continued to infuse the golden egg with spiritual energy.

Qingyuan gritted his teeth and asked again, “Whose is this golden egg?”

The sorcerers seemed greatly relieved, showing a mix of flattery and joy. “Your Highness, this is your flesh and blood, the little prince appointed by the Dragon God, the future of the dragon clan! The Dragon God has named him Zhongming!”

Hearing this, Qingyuan’s voice suddenly choked up, “My… my flesh and blood?”

The newly born dragon egg was delicate, to hatch properly, it required the daily presence of its mother.

If this golden egg was indeed his child, yet there was no sign of Ah Ying nearby—only sorcerers infusing it with energy—then that cunning old fox’s warning was true…

His Ah Ying had met with disaster!

Tears streaming uncontrollably from Qingyuan’s eyes, they poured out like a waterfall.

If blessed by the divine dragon clan, how could Ah Ying have died?

The one who caused Ah Ying’s death was the Dragon God’s indulgence, the elders’ orders, the entire dragon clan’s guards’ neglect and bystanding—and finally, the unseen black hand who committed the crime, after all forces stirred it on!

Who could have imagined that the proud Crown Prince of the Dragon God, diligently hunting beasts in a foreign realm, would find that while he was away, the Mother Goddess and the clan betrayed and harmed his wife?

Qingyuan clenched his fists tightly, a fierce surge of red-hot anger rising in his throat.

Rage and hatred filled his chillingly sharp vertical pupils.

A dragon’s roar that could shake mountains and rivers erupted, each roar filled with murderous intent—

“Hahaha!”

“The future of the dragon clan? With Ah Ying dead, the dragon clan has no future!”

“No matter who the murderer is, no matter who the accomplices are, every one of you played a part in Ah Ying’s death… I will make all of you die with her!”

Hearing this, the sorcerers trembled all over. “Your Highness… please don’t be rash!”

But pleading was too late. Once the dragon’s temper exploded, it was unstoppable.

In moments, several sorcerers were struck down by Qingyuan’s swift and fierce attacks, their vital points crushed one by one, instantly dying and their bodies turning to alchemical dust.

The guards shouted, “It’s terrible! The Crown Prince has gone mad! Go notify the Divine Generals! Go notify the Four Elders! Go notify the Dragon God! Ah!”

Within a quarter of an hour, from maids to guards and the reinforcing Divine Generals in the Eastern Palace, they screamed and begged for mercy but could not stop the Dragon Prince’s on-site massacre, with each of them falling dead!

Among them were the Eastern Palace guards who had been ordered a thousand times to protect the Crown Princess the day Qingyuan left—but had failed in their duty.

There were also his neglected maids—those the Dragon Prince had always treated well but who failed in their duties!

Even more, the Divine Generals patrolling outside the Eastern Palace, responsible for guarding the dragon clan’s safety, rushed over!

If it weren’t for their negligence, or their willful ignorance… the murderer could never have harmed his Crown Princess!

Qingyuan’s dark robe soon became soaked with blood. When the last corpse fell, his heavy footsteps slowly approached the golden dragon egg still floating midair.

Suddenly, he reached out and cradled the golden egg in his arms.

“It’s Father’s fault that you lost your mother before even hatching. Father will go with you now to avenge your mother’s blood!”

As his words fell, a chilling voice swept in like a hurricane—

“My son, stop!”

Hearing that familiar command, Qingyuan turned, holding the young egg, and faced the Dragon God, his murderous intent fully charged!

On the jade-tiled stone floor, the Dragon God stood in a golden robe, her brows cold and proud as she slowly approached.

She was the mother he once respected, the Dragon Queen who had ruled the dragon clan for 800,000 years, and after his father’s death, the Dragon God for 80,000 years!

She commanded heaven with a wave of her hand and covered the earth with the other!

Yet such a powerful existence could not tolerate Ah Ying, who had only cultivated for a mere ten thousand years!

Following the Dragon God, the Four Elders arrived and looked at the scattered elixirs across the Eastern Palace. The Second Elder trembled as he questioned, “Crown Prince! How could you… how could you commit such excessive slaughter!”

Qingyuan’s eyes bloodshot as he sneered coldly, “Excessive? Ah Ying is dead, yet you still live. How is that excessive? This is just the beginning!”

The Second Elder wiped his sweat and said earnestly, “Crown Prince, the Crown Princess’s death was truly an accident. Besides, she has already borne the dragon heir, her mission is complete. The Dragon God has posthumously honored her for her merits! Why do you still hold on? By the way, I have a granddaughter named Long Yan’er, who is 800 years old…”

“Shut up!”

Qingyuan unleashed a burst of spiritual power, slapping the elder across the face immediately.

The Second Elder covered his cheek, trembling with anger, “He’s truly mad! I am 500,000 years old and just got slapped! This is outrageous…”

His words abruptly stopped—

Because Qingyuan had grabbed his throat from a distance.

The Second Elder immediately counterattacked with his spiritual power but was quickly subdued by Qingyuan’s spiritual energy. After a few exchanges, he was completely powerless to resist!

The Second Elder could only weakly make sounds, “Uh… uh… uh…”

Health remaining: 70%!

He had not believed Qingyuan’s words, “This is just the beginning,” but now he did. If the Crown Prince kept choking him like this, he would turn to alchemical dust just like those Divine Generals!

The other three elders immediately formed a formation to save the Second Elder, but… the Dragon God raised her hand to stop them.

The Dragon God looked solemnly at Crown Prince Qingyuan, whom she had watched grow up, now looking almost possessed.

His eyes were like blood-red arrows, his tightened pupils seemed ready to burst—fierce to the extreme! This was hardly the energetic, carefree Crown Prince she remembered.

“Dragon God! If you don’t act soon, the Second Elder will ^[1]“Roll his eyes back” means to move the eyeballs upward or backward so that mostly the whites of the eyes are visible, often indicating unconsciousness, fainting, extreme pain, or a loss of … Continue readingroll his eyes back!”

The three elders nearby shouted anxiously, but the Dragon God stared absentmindedly at the elixirs on the ground.

Those were the dragon clan’s descendants, now turned into alchemical dust because of the Crown Prince…

Oh, how innocent they were.

“Dragon God! If you don’t act soon, the Second Elder will die!” the elders yelled hoarsely.

The Second Elder’s whole body turned purple: “Uh… uh…”

Health remaining: 50%!

Clearly, Qingyuan intended to kill him.

The Dragon God sighed deeply. She had thought that once Xuan Ying was gone, the Crown Prince would no longer be confused, and would marry the elder’s granddaughter properly to bear purer dragon heirs. But she was wrong…

Reason and order were defeated by youthful love!

“Dragon God! Dragon God!”

The elders, realizing they could not move the Dragon God, gave up on her and turned to plead with Qingyuan:

“Your Highness, the Second Elder has devoted his heart and soul to the dragon clan. Without him, there would be no dragon clan as it is today. He must not die! He must not die!”

“Hah, must not die? Then did Ah Ying get to live? Where were you old fools when she died?”

With those words, Qingyuan’s grip only tightened.

The Second Elder was near death: “Uh…”

Health remaining: 10%!

Seeing the Second Elder’s condition worsen, the other elders rushed to speak:

“Your Highness, the Crown Princess’s death was an accident!”

“Your Highness, even gods are not immortal. Death is the inevitable destiny of all living beings! The Crown Princess only walked the path even gods cannot escape!”

“Your Highness, please accept your grief!”

“She’s not dead.”

Suddenly, from the pleading voices, these three words burst out unexpectedly!

The elders stiffened in shock, their voices rising several octaves: “Ah???”

Qingyuan’s murderous intent suddenly loosened. Not dead? Ah Ying isn’t dead?!

Countless eyes turned sharply toward the voice, only to see the Dragon God standing straight with a queenly grace, her gaze full of deep charm:

“Although I do not like the Crown Princess, she is indeed still alive!”