Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Jiang Lan and Bi’an lay in ambush at the bottom of the river without making any noise.
On the river, Nüba hummed the ancient tune over and over again. Countless flickering flames fell into the river with the desolate tune, and even the water of the spiritual river was about to boil.
The white skirt stopped fluttering and gradually fell down. She lowered her head and looked at the river. The rippling water ripples made her face slightly distorted, but it still did not detract from her beauty.
This was an extremely beautiful woman, and even her voice was like broken ice hitting a wall, revealing a sense of coldness far away from the human world: “The thing is not here.”
“Impossible!” Another deep male voice immediately refuted him: “The news cannot be wrong, the Nine Cauldrons is in the Spirit River.”
“No, that’s it.” Nüba was not polite. She walked barefoot to the shore and said, “I can’t sense its breath. If you don’t believe me, go down to the river and look for it yourself.”
As she spoke, her white skirt fluttered, and Nüba disappeared on the bank of Ling River, wrapped in a scorching flame.
The flickering lights on the river suddenly dimmed.
Jiang Lan and Bi’an looked at each other in surprise. They never expected that what they were looking for was the Nine Cauldrons.
The Nine Cauldrons was originally made by King Yu. In the early years of the Xia Dynasty, King Yu divided the world into nine provinces and collected copper from the nine provinces to refine a large bronze cauldron. A map of the Nine Provinces was engraved on the cauldron, with ancient monsters as decorations, covering the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces, gods and ghosts of the world, so it was named “Nine Cauldrons”.
It was said that when the Nine Cauldrons was being refined, Ying Long Geng Chen injected the last bit of his dragon soul into the Nine Cauldrons to guard the destiny of the Xia Dynasty for King Yu.
Later, the Nine Cauldrons went through the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, and was lost at the end of the Zhou Dynasty and its whereabouts were unknown.
There were rumors that after the unification of the Qin Dynasty, the First Emperor sent people to the Si River to look for the Nine Cauldrons, but in the end no trace of the Nine Cauldrons was found; there were also rumors that the First Emperor actually found the Nine Cauldrons, but it was later snatched away by the Geng Chen tribe and finally sank into the Si River.
During the thousands of years since the Nine Cauldrons was lost, there had been countless rumors and many different opinions.
The only thing that could be confirmed was that no one had ever seen the Nine Cauldrons in these thousands of years.
Even if they hadn’t mentioned it today, they wouldn’t have thought about it at all.
Jiang Lan frowned and asked with his mouth, “What do they want to do with the Nine Cauldrons?”
Bi’an shook his head and pointed above the river, indicating that he should continue listening.
——The people by the river did not leave.
They obviously disagreed with Nüba. After Nüba couldn’t find the Nine Cauldrons, she left easily. However, the few people who stayed behind were hesitant, as if they really wanted to go down to Ling River to look for them.
“The news is correct. The Nine Cauldrons did indeed appear in the upper reaches of the Ling River.” said the deep male voice from before.
“But Nüba said no…”
“Don’t worry about her.” Another slightly sharp voice sneered, “The last trace of her old lover’s dragon soul is sealed in the cauldron. What if she thought of their old love and doesn’t want to let her old lover’s soul fly away, so she deliberately said that she can’t find it, wouldn’t we have wasted all these days of effort in vain?”
The others seemed to be convinced by his words: “Then let’s go down to the river and look for it. If we can’t find it, we can talk about it later.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of several people entering the water.
The two men hid in the dark and observed and saw that there were four people in the water. They formed two teams and went to the two ends of the Ling River to search.
Jiang Lan and Bi’an looked at each other, and without further ado, they had already reached a tacit consensus. They both emerged from behind the boulder where they were hiding and attacked the four people separately.
The two men moved so swiftly and fiercely that the four were caught off guard.
The underwater world was naturally a battlefield for the dragon clan. Jiang Lan, who had transformed into his original form, moved back and forth in the river like a shadow. The two people he had targeted tried to escape separately but were blocked by Jiang Lan. In the end, they had no choice but to transform into their original form and face Jiang Lan.
The yellow-bodied, red-tailed He Yu[1] and the fox-bodied, fish-finned Zhu Nu attacked Jiang Lan’s neck and abdomen from the left and right at the same time.
Jiang Lan raised his head and growled deeply. He pawed in the water twice, then rushed towards He Yu and bit his neck.
At the same time, Zhu Nu’s sharp claws had already reached Jiang Lan’s most vulnerable abdomen.
Jiang Lan dodged sideways and threw the half-dead He Yu at Zhu Nu. The two of them collided into a ball, and in an instant, they were pinned down by Jiang Lan’s claws.
The other side.
Bi’an also quickly ended the battle and dragged the man over.
He poked He Yu and Zhu Nu and sneered, “What a mob.”
Zhu Nu was not convinced. He raised his head and spat in anger, cursing: “You are a dignified dragon race member, but you are willing to be a running dog of the human race!”
“Who are you scolding?”
Jiang Lan was displeased when he heard this. He was already annoyed, and he stomped his claws down on Zhu Nu until he spat out blood. He could no longer speak, so he said sinisterly: “If you dare to make a sound again, I will roast you first when I go up.”
Zhu Nu: …
With the example of Zhu Nu, the other monsters didn’t dare to argue anymore and were all carried ashore like chicks.
Jiang Lan took a quick glance, his eyes started to roll around, and he said to his fourth brother with a grunt, “We caught four.”
Bi’an was confused: “Huh?”
“Can I have one?” Jiang Lan stared at the plump-looking Zhu Nu and swallowed his saliva: “It doesn’t matter if we have one less, right?”
Bi’an: ???
“How do we eat this?” He suddenly turned his gaze to his brother, his eyebrows raised high.
Jiang Lan was even more surprised than him: “Just…eat with your mouth?”
How else to eat?
There were no cooking utensils or seasonings by the river.
Bi’an: …
He looked at his brother with an indescribable look and wanted to ask him: This isn’t the first time you’ve done something like this, right?
It’s not that it’s inedible, it’s just not very hygienic.
Bi’an said with difficulty: “This is not tasty, let’s go back and eat something good.”
That means you can’t eat it.
Jiang Lan looked at Zhu Nu with regret: “Oh.”
Okay.
There was nothing to eat, and Jiang Lan didn’t want to waste any more time. So, the two of them dragged the four monsters up and retraced their steps.
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[1] In Chinese mythology, Heyu is a pig-like creature with a human face, yellow color, and red tail. It is said to be a sign of a great flood.