If anyone had been paying close attention, they would have noticed that while the Great Elder seemed to be leading the way when walking with Chen Feng, he was subtly—almost unconsciously—slowing his pace just enough to ensure Chen Feng walked slightly ahead of him.

After Chen Feng summoned the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and displayed the Divine Dragon’s might, Elder Long Yi’s demeanor shifted, becoming even more deferential.

If his previous respect was merely a nod to the title of “Heir of the Flame Dragon,” this new attitude was born of genuine, heartfelt conviction.

After passing through several long corridors, they arrived at Chen Feng’s new residence.

It was a grand hall, imposing in its scale, spanning nearly three hundred square meters. The interior resembled the Imperial Study of an emperor from his previous life, adorned with various antiques, and the empty spaces on the walls were covered in calligraphy and paintings.

“This was the personal residence and meeting place of the Dragon God Lord,” Long Yi explained from behind him. “We preserved it using magic!”

“Senior Flame Dragon’s place?” Chen Feng surveyed the room.

“My Lord, three days after the Dragon Altar ceremony, you will truly become the Dragon God and gain access to the Secret Canon of the Flame Dragon to lead our clan out of the Dragon Domain!” Long Yi bowed deeply. “For these three days, I will consult with the other elders regarding the altar arrangements. If the Dragon God Lord has any instructions, please have Xiao Zhao relay them directly!”

As he finished, a young woman stepped out from behind him and performed a deep curtsy. “Xiao Zhao greets the Dragon God Lord!”

Chen Feng glanced at Long Yi, said nothing more, and turned toward a bookshelf near the edge of the room.

Long Yi exchanged a knowing look with Xiao Zhao and said, “Then this subordinate shall take his leave.” He slowly backed out of the hall.

Xiao Zhao was the most beautiful maiden in the Dragon Clan, and she held another significant status: she was the Great Elder Long Yi’s granddaughter.

To say the Great Elder harbored no selfish motives would be a lie. His purpose in sending his granddaughter, Xiao Zhao, to serve Chen Feng was to foster a mutual affection between the Dragon God Lord and her, thereby solidifying his own standing through her future status.

“Dragon God Lord, these books are all ten thousand years old,” Xiao Zhao explained as Chen Feng browsed the shelves. “The ancient script differs quite a bit from the modern characters, so… these books are mostly just for display!”

Chen Feng examined the covers; they were indeed inscribed in an ancient script entirely unfamiliar to him. Just as he was about to turn away, he noticed a thin, leather-bound diary tucked between the volumes.

He casually pulled it out and flipped it open. To his astonishment, the first page was written entirely in “Hanzi”—the hand of the Flame Dragon himself!

“This is Senior Flame Dragon’s personal notebook,” Xiao Zhao offered from the side. “Because it’s written in the Dragon Language and the handwriting is excessively messy, no one has ever been able to read it!”

“Mm, you can leave for now. I’ll call you if I need anything,” Chen Feng replied, glancing at Xiao Zhao before taking the notebook and settling onto a chair nearby.

“I didn’t expect Senior Flame Dragon’s calligraphy to be so good—it’s standard Pang Zhonghua script…” Chen Feng murmured, admiring the script. “Since it’s Pang Zhonghua, that suggests the era he transmigrated from isn’t too far from mine. Teachers back in high school used to make us imitate Pang Zhonghua!”

This observation solidified his estimate of when Senior Flame Dragon had crossed over. He refocused his eyes on the journal.

The first page read: “I don’t enjoy reminiscing, but that doesn’t mean I can’t.”

Turning to the second page, he found: “That bastard, the Brightness Main God, is truly scum. May I OOXX his entire lineage (omitted for brevity…)”

To his surprise, the entire page was filled with invective. A cold sweat broke out on Chen Feng’s brow.

Not a single curse word was repeated; many phrases were so absurdly inventive they bordered on comedy rather than outright insults, like a stand-up routine.

Considering the Flame Dragon’s famously arrogant bearing in his prime, such writing suddenly seemed perfectly fitting.

But wait, wasn’t Senior Flame Dragon one of the Four Divine Beasts serving under the Brightness Main God? Why would he curse his superior?

It must be that the Brightness Main God had done something to deeply anger him, something he dared not voice aloud, so he vented it here in his private journal.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Chen Feng continued flipping pages.

“Everyone else transmigrates as a human; I get stuck as a dragon—what rotten luck. I look like an ugly lizard. I must change this form and become the valiant, invincible Five-Clawed Golden Dragon of Huaxia…”

“So, Senior Flame Dragon was just a regular member of the Dragon Clan when he transmigrated,” Chen Feng read on.

“I achieved my goal, but I also uncovered an earth-shattering secret… Damn it, the Brightness Main God is a hermaphrodite…” The bottom section of this page had been violently torn away.

“Hermaphrodite?” Chen Feng frowned, turning pages until the text resumed on the eighth leaf.

“Besides the chaos, the God Realm itself is quite fine. I made some friends and found a girl I loved. She was a beast who ascended from the flying class. To match my status as a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, I took her to the God Realm’s Chaos Star Valley to change her original form, transforming her into the likeness of a Phoenix…”

“Could this be the origin of the Fire Phoenix?” Chen Feng was so shocked he almost couldn't speak. “The Chaos Star Valley… did the Flame Dragon also assume the form of a Huaxia Dragon there?”

“After this transformation, I suddenly realized something: Gods can be manufactured! This realization set me on a path of research. However, at this point, that bastard Brightness made me a missionary for him… Unbelievable! I, the great Dragon God Lord, would work for that hermaphrodite? But… cough, I sadly went anyway… During my missionary work, I created the Dragon Domain and began researching my grand God-Creation Project…”

“God-Creation…” Chen Feng swallowed hard. Senior Flame Dragon was truly audacious to dare create a god…

Flipping further, the notes contained no details about the God-Creation Project, only brief mentions of the God Realm.

The God Realm had Ten Main Gods: the Five Elemental Main Gods, plus Lightning, Brightness, Darkness, Death, and Life.

The God Realm was unimaginably vast, existing on an entirely different spatial plane than this world. The ambient Heaven and Earth Yuanqi there was far richer, and spatial stability was at least ten times greater.

Gods could ascend in two ways: by acquiring a divine spark or by surviving tribulation. Even among Gods, the disparity in cultivation was immense. Those who had just obtained a divine spark or barely survived tribulation were the lowest tier in the God Realm—the so-called Low-Rank Deities. Above them were Mid-Rank and High-Rank Deities.

A God’s strength depended mainly on their domain of power and the quantity of Divine Power. The Flame Dragon Clan, upon ascension, had their inherent divine might amplified; thanks to their status as Divine Beasts, they could potentially defeat Mid-Rank Deities!

Gods relied on Divine Power to manipulate the Laws of Heaven and Earth; the more Laws they grasped, the stronger they became. A Low-Rank Deity who comprehended Spatial Annihilation could advance to Mid-Rank, comprehending Spatial Regeneration would elevate them to High-Rank, and grasping Spatial Creation would make them a Law High-Rank God!

Law High-Rank Gods were the most formidable beings besides the Main Gods!

Naturally, comprehending other skills completely could lead to the same advancement, resulting in a massive power surge.

Take the Dragon Clan’s Dragon Might, for instance: comprehending World-Ending Dragon Might meant reaching Mid-Rank Deity; comprehending Regenerative Dragon Might meant High-Rank Deity; and comprehending Creation Dragon Might would make one a Law High-Rank God, mastering the Law of Might itself!

Other Laws, like the Law of Speed or the Law of Strength, could also yield a Law High-Rank God.

However, achieving this status through Law comprehension was extremely rare. Theoretically, only one Law High-Rank God could master a single Law, meaning the entire God Realm boasted only a handful of such beings.

Finishing the notebook, Chen Feng had a general grasp of the God Realm.

This document differed from a diary; it lacked dates or specific events, appearing to be merely a collection of casual notes by Senior Flame Dragon. It contained no information regarding why the Flame Dragon had fallen.

Yet, from the content recorded, Chen Feng could surmise that the Flame Dragon’s God-Creation Project must have enraged many other Gods, making his demise inevitable.

Closing the notebook, Chen Feng let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes, finding Xiao Zhao standing nearby.

“Why are you still here?” Chen Feng asked, a flicker of annoyance in his tone.

“I… I just entered. I saw the Dragon God Lord so engrossed in reading that I didn’t want to disturb you. It’s time for dinner now, My Lord. You’ve been reading this book for three full hours!” Xiao Zhao quickly explained.

“Three hours?” Chen Feng hadn’t realized how quickly time had passed. He suddenly asked, “Where is Xiao Hu?”

“Seeing you reading alone, Xiao Hu got bored and went to the Evolution Pool to find people to play with…” Xiao Zhao replied.

“The Evolution Pool? What is that?”

“Reporting to the Dragon God Lord, outer-circle disciples must pass through the Evolution Pool to alter their form before becoming inner-circle disciples. Xiao Hu said his friends were going there, so he followed them!” Xiao Zhao explained.

“Luo Bo must be entering the inner circle; Xiao Hu is definitely looking for him. Perhaps I should go see as well,” Chen Feng mused. “Lead the way to the Evolution Pool!”

“But… My Lord, perhaps you should eat first?” Xiao Zhao blinked, looking visibly hesitant.

“No need,” Chen Feng stated. “Lead the way.”

“The Dragon God Lord is truly strange,” Xiao Zhao muttered to herself.

Xiao Zhao was the fairest of all the Dragon Clan maidens, sought after by countless young men. Every youth in the Dragon Domain considered it an honor just to catch a second glance from her. Yet, the Dragon God Lord paid her no mind, treating her as if she were air…

Was her charm insufficient, or was her presentation lacking? She was the Great Elder’s granddaughter, nearly akin to a princess. This was the first time she had been so utterly disregarded. Although the one slighting her was the Dragon God Lord, that absolute indifference stung, making her slightly angry. Her bright red lips pouted with a touch of wounded pride.

But Chen Feng remained oblivious to all this, entirely unmoved by the shifts in her expression, his face a mask of indifference.

With a sharp whoosh, Xiao Zhao tossed her head, spun around, and strode out of the hall. (To be continued. For the rest of the story, please log on to www**comm, where more chapters are available to support the author and legitimate reading!) First published