Chapter 554: The Beaten Red Dragon

Chapter 554: The Beaten Red Dragon

Peace returned once more to Jora Town, and there was a child who truly began to soar. Zheng Yichen figured that even without his interference, this child named Rock would likely have encountered such an event anyway, and it would have become a turning point toward a new destiny.

Based on Zheng Yichen’s knowledge of fate studies, this was all he could perceive. Without a certain trigger, the Threads of Fate on a person remained dormant. Only when that trigger appeared would those Threads of Fate gradually activate—what could be called a fortuitous encounter for growth… Hah, he really wondered what caused such beings to exist.

Could it be that this world had a subjective consciousness, leading to the creation of such beings?

Zheng Yichen looked up at the sky, hoping there was no such existence. He did not want to find himself embroiled in some grand, defiant journey of “my fate is mine to control, not heaven’s” for no reason. Though Zheng Yichen admitted he currently felt like challenging the moon in this world.

The White Moon being able to block the Black Moon was already very strange, let alone the elusive Black Moon itself. Zheng Yichen had considered building a telescope, but his knowledge of optics was that of an ordinary person before he crossed over. He could manage the basics, but anything more precise would require time and calculations to research.

“Hey, long time no see.” When Zheng Yichen controlled his second avatar back to Kaja, he was stopped by a red-haired man. He recognized this troublemaker at a glance—the Red Dragon Augusta.

“I’ve been a bit busy lately. So, um, I have things to do, you see…”

“Hey, hey, don’t rush off. There’s something I want to ask you.” Augusta pulled Zheng Yichen aside. “What about that strange witch, hmm, the issue with the Derivative Witch?”

“I’m not sure either,” Zheng Yichen shook his head. He looked at Augusta strangely. What was with this red dragon? Something like this shouldn’t concern him so much, should it?

“Can you help me ask? Aren’t you on good terms with The Church?” Augusta seemed rather helpless. Honestly, his stress had been quite high lately. Forget about the Green Dragon Sister; the disdainful looks the Black Dragon Sister threw his way made his head spin. Nearly every time they crossed paths, Augusta was mocked and given several scornful glances.

What could he do in such a situation? Pretend he didn’t hear?

Well, the Black Dragon Sister would directly call him a cowardly dragon… soft as something-or-other. If he acknowledged hearing it? The Dragon Clan’s response to such taunts was extremely simple and brutal. No need to waste words—just start fighting. The winner made the rules, especially if the mocker lost; then they basically had to swallow all their words.

The problem was, Augusta couldn’t beat the Black Dragon. Even after twice failing to endure the provocation and roaring as he charged at the Black Dragon Sister, the result? The result was a bit of charred dust on the Black Dragon Sister’s Scales, while he returned to his temporary lair with a head full of bumps, complaining about how he couldn’t hold back and impulsively fought.

As a homebody dragon, he definitely couldn’t defeat a practical, battle-hardened type like the Black Dragon Sister. Even though Augusta felt these beatings had indeed made him a bit stronger—probably able to handle prey that used to resist fiercely, were hard to catch, or troublesome to grab more easily now—he absolutely did not want this kind of one-sided beating as a way to grow stronger.

Though his elders had said that to grow stronger, one must first learn to endure beatings… but he was a Red Dragon! One who used Magic, and Fire Magic at that! Couldn’t he just focus on studying and using that properly?

Augusta believed his fire-control ability for lighting fires and roasting meat was absolutely top-notch… Only beings like the Black Dragon, who relied on strong bodies and extreme Magic Resistance to bully others, would choose to grow stronger by taking hits. Anyway, his inability to resist provocation and getting beaten was just the beginning. The truly unbearable life was still to come.

Perhaps the Black Dragon Sister felt those who paid to be beaten weren’t challenging enough. In short, once she had free time, she came straight to Augusta’s place to block the door!

Damn! How could that Mother Dragon be like this? How could her heart become as black as her appearance? Resorting to such a despicable method as blocking the door—not only blocking it, but even threatening him with the earlier incident where he was caught! Being beaten was one thing, but if his performance after being caught was leaked by that black-hearted Black Mother Dragon, he would definitely lose fans… ugh, no, definitely become the laughingstock of others!

How could he accept that? So he faced the fights.

And thus, one-sided beatings ensued. More importantly, that black-hearted Mother Dragon’s expression! She even said things like beating him was more profitable than beating those who paid, that he was earning something for free, blah blah blah. What did he gain aside from more injuries and becoming twice as swollen? More weight!!

Therefore, Augusta longed for news from the Sanctuary Church about the Witch of Soul Perception like waiting for water in a drought. Hurry up and bring back some good news! He had long had enough of this unbearable life, okay? Couldn’t he wake up one day, open his eyes, and see not that Black Dragon, but joyful tidings from The Church?

Like the good news that the hateful Witch of Soul Perception had been eliminated!!

If she was dealt with, Augusta would definitely pack up his things swiftly, abandon all his business near Kaja, and return to his lair immediately… No, not that place where the ground had been dug up several layers—he would find a new lair! Somewhere that Black Dragon couldn’t find!

Lay low. With the Magic Weapon Forum, he wouldn’t starve anyway. Lay low for a while, let that Black Dragon slowly search for his whereabouts, to hell with her!

Unfortunately, the good news he kept hoping for never appeared. Not only that, there were some bad tidings, like the emergence of other new Derivative Witches. Augusta had developed a shadow over such witches. Good heavens, why did so many terrifying beings appear after a witch died?

What connection did they have with those rock creatures that split after death…

The news from The Church made Augusta feel rather hopeless even amid the beatings. Now, seeing Zheng Yichen, he couldn’t help but approach him directly. Waiting passively was too negative; he wanted to actively inquire! To see how much longer he had to endure the beatings, when he could escape this troublesome place.

“Well, I think barring any surprises, the issue of the Derivative Witch will likely be deadlocked for about a month,” Zheng Yichen thought and said. “Or longer.”

The Witch of Soul Perception Derivative Witch wouldn’t grow stronger the more she was fought, but she would become increasingly troublesome. As for the one in the Containment Zone, it depended on how that Derivative Witch moved. These weren’t situations where a specific time for resolution could be confirmed.

“…Then, do you have anything here that can make someone stronger quickly? I’ll pay a heavy price!”