Chapter 141: 4.53

Chapter 141: 4.53

At this time if you hadn't plastered your face to the windows or had your nose poking through the slightly open door, you had either fainted or was incapable of movement. No matter how scared to death people were they also couldn't help but want to stare.

Dragon!

This was a true to god ferocious dragon!

Shocked! So shocking! Ahhhhh!

Even the customers who had frequented Pan Shuchun's clothing store or the Fairy Garden Inn where Jin Bao was often present, were not unaffected and nearly had a heart attack staring in the sky.

It couldn't be helped. Jin Bao was not only immature he was severely malnourished and had never had the opportunity to absorb his fill, constantly trying to reach the bare minimum needed. Even though right now his size was considered shocking to people, and his growth was indeed fast and impressive, from a gecko size to a particularly large and fat anaconda's, he was very intimidating at first glance.

But now looking at the dragon hovering in the air, with sharp claws that could easily pick up three tigers in one hand, a mouth that could probably take off half an aristocrat's home with a single bite, and a body that was as long as a small river.

Fuck! Did they see a fake dragon before?

Jia Hyson who was suddenly suspected of being a fake dragon: ???

Well, Jin Bao was really more like a plushie compared to this massive behemoth. A really tiny plushie. The ones that are small, look good to hug, soft and ridiculously overpriced because it was definitely made in Japan where all the good plushies live but you don't. Unless you do live there. Then a certain Author God would like to request a plushie donation, please.

Please.

Anyway, it was clear the dragon was not here for holiday. As he hovers in the air his tail swished violently, his head moving back and forth as if trying very hard to locate something. The impatience was palpable and the creature lifted his head upwards and roared fiercely.

Seeing that the dragon might go berserk soon if he didn't do anything, Jia Hyson does his best to call out in response to attract the other's attention.

However where the large dragon's roar was ferocity and full of primal power, Jia Hyson's was more like the sound a cat on a vibrating seat mewling into a megaphone.

Jia Hyson:

The large dragon's ears suddenly raised and his eyes brightened hopefully. However the sound was soft, milky and unexpectedly so coquettish, not like a dragon should be unless they were a newborn, so the dragon wasn't sure if his ears had heard it correctly.

Tentatively he made another roar. It was not as impressive or arrogant, but it still had the effect of thunder cracking.

"ROOOOOOOOOAAAR!"

Jia Hyson hesitated before opening his little mouth again.

"MREEEEEERP!"

Jia Hyson: ..

It's really a bit embarrassing now that he had a comparison to reference ah.

However this pathetic mewling cry still had the intended effect. The large dragon immediately zeroed in onto his position. Don't underestimate the creature because of the large size but the golden dragon's reaction was incredibly quick.

Even though he himself was a dragon, Jia Hyson couldn't help but step back when the other suddenly appeared right in front of him, deeply intimidated and awed. He had grown used to being a little dragon, but so far other than himself and a few interesting spiritual herbs and intelligent animals, there was really not much in the realm of fantasy. He really couldn't have mentally prepared himself against this face to face meeting with a proper mythical creature like this ah.

Things like saying x was as tall as a building or the eye was as big as a grown man these things could not simply be so easily imagined even if the description was incredibly good or the pictures were drawn realistically. There was just something about them that makes one's brain short circuit and not truly comprehend just how big it is.

Jia Hyson has gone scuba diving before. While he never had enough luck to see a whale, he had seen manta rays. Those animals, he had known they were large and their width could reach 4-5 meters. He had seen videos and photos beforehand due to his excitement. However only by seeing them majestically glide through the water personally could he truly understand the size difference, to comprehend how elegant and smoothly they swam.

This was the same but at the same time so very different. After all, the simple majesty of a manta could not be compared with a dragon at all.

Mantas around the world: *offended manta noises*

The dragon stared at him ferociously, but there was a touch of confusion in his eyes.

Hovering closer, the creature gave a deep sniff at Jia Hyson before the astonishment deepened. Hesitating the dragon made a much softer growl.

"Baby?"

Jia Hyson blinks dumbly. Oof, when the dragon wasn't ear shatteringly loud his voice was really nice ah. Deep, warm, gravelly, and clearly mature it was very in line to his tastes. Subconsciously he replied, "D-daddy?"

Bebe: _

However that seemed to be the right answer. Almost immediately the big dragon's eyes welled up with tears. "It's really you! My son! My baby!" He howls, snatching up the tiny dragon with his claws, flying up into the air excitedly as he gently but enthusiastically peppered Jia Hyson with numerous kisses.

Of course dragons didn't really have lips so the large dragon was essentially poking him with his snout, the whiskers ticking Jia Hyson and making him squirm and 'mrp' cutely.

Father dragon was both delighted and distressed. His baby was so small! His son's body could probably barely wrap around his wrist if he tried ah. Clearly the little thing must have been so hungry. He couldn't even imagine what the other must have gone through, how strong he must've been to survive thus far in such a spiritually deprived land.

Ah! Ah! Ah! Just trying to think about what harsh trials and abuse the child has gone through just to get by, hurts his already aching heart!

If Bebe or Tang Muxin could hear the dragon's thoughts they would've puked blood. No, no, no your stinky son has been living the best life possible that he could afford down here. If the little dragon's last few months were considered abuse then nobody on earth could claim they were treated well ah!

Jia Hyson also really didn't know what to do about this either. After all he wasn't familiar with the body's birth father. In the end he just shot a [Cutie Beam] and rolled around curiously while blinking his eyes, looking baffled and confused.

Father dragon: !!! (,,,, ) So! So cute!!!

Overwhelmed by the meng being sold, and already very emotional seeing the son he had presumed lost and dead after months of fruitless searching, Father dragon burst into incoherent tears. Jia Hyson could only understand parts of what the dragon was sobbing out, about how much he missed him, and how he couldn't believe this was real, and a lot of 'thank the heavens'.

Jia Hyson: QwQ

Oh no, now he can feel himself tearing up.

He didn't forget the tragic side mission that made him cry before, the one to grow up well and to let his dragon father and mother see him happy with another partner before he grows old and dies. Those stories about old people living in regret and dying alone always hit him very hard.

However even if he planned to do so in the future he could not bear to leave his favourite big cock, Da Gong, while he was still here and whole. Dragons had long lifespans, roosters did not. Jia Hyson knew the facts, and he was mentally prepared

after a period of mourning, Jia Hyson was fairly assured that he could find a partner that would satisfy the conditions. For now his big rooster was the most important.

Thinking that, Jia Hyson uses his tail to not so lightly hit at the sobbing dragon to gain his attention and turns on his own waterworks.

"Father My mate" Jia Hyson forces his eyes to be watery, only half-faking his anxiety, as he raises his claws up toward Father dragon and lowers his ears. It was a perfect image of pathetic and cute. "My mate was captured wu... Please help me father"

Father dragon's thoughts in response could essentially be compiled into three stages.

Father dragon: Fuck! So cute! How can he be so adorable??

Father dragon: Fuck! Who dares make my son cry? Laozi will personally eat them! How dare they- they- they eh? Eh?

Father dragon: Fuck.

Hiding his faint dismay, he lowers his eyes and reassures himself the big reveal will still be surprising no matter what.

"My mate is a boy, father." He obediently answers like a good little baby dragon.

Father dragon: Hehe. Very good. :)

Dragons may not really mind your gender of mate. But that doesn't mean Father dragon couldn't still use it as an excuse to scare the hell out of whatever pervert took interest in a baby dragon ah.

Besides, his baby was clearly so small and cute. There was no way this mystery mate will bottom for his baby. Therefore, that would make his son the shou. Which means he's totally within his right to be super overprotective despite having technically no emotional parental claims currently. probably.

Feeling reassured that he can still exert his right at being Father dragon, he urges his son to talk more about this mate of his while he flies around in circles. He more or less already pinpointed the person with his lucky instincts but his keen intuition told him that there was no danger so he could afford to dawdle a bit longer. It was better to find any flaws to gain more of a moral high ground when he confronts this kidnapped mate.

Jia Hyson felt a bit awkward but he quickly got into it, enthusiastically bragging about Da Gong with a deep sense of smug superiority. Because he's surrounded by people who already know Da Gong and had seen firsthand how good he was, Jia Hyson didn't get to enjoy a certain pleasure that comes specifically with getting into a relationship. Which was promoting the good points about your significant other to someone until they wished to cut their own ears off and bleed to death.

Unfortunately this someone was his recently reunited father who was feeling especially protective over his long lost son. Every praise Jia Hyson said became fuel for fire in Father dragon's eyes.

Helped his baby dry off? More like wanted to watch his baby get out of the bath!

Knows all his baby's favourite foods? Peh, what a stalker!

Feeds his baby mouth to mouth? That's just plain inappropriate!

Is he jealous? Is he eating vinegar?

Hahahahaha of course he is!!!

Fuck! This father didn't get to spend any quality time with his little boy and now he finally reunites with him and finds his son has a daddy instead!

Aghhhh!!!

Thinking about it, Father dragon angrily decides he must see this pervert right now!

Da Gong finally coaxed Chef Wen out of his ball of despair where he was regretting many life choices when the giant golden dragon pulled off the roof of the building where they were in to stare murderously at them.

Da Gong:

Chef Wen:

"That old human is your mate?!" Father dragon exclaims after peering inside. That old man was not particularly good looking and his karma and fortune were also quite dirty. This was a bad guy! A real pervert!!!!

Just because Chef Wen and Da Gong were awakened system shards, they weren't given any real OP skills. Da Gong was a bit better off since he learned a little from his little worm but Jia Hyson never really chose to speak in the pure ancient language of dragons since there had been no point, and it was better to learn more common animal languages. Therefore neither of them understood anything except that the dragon sounded quite disgruntled.

And a disgruntled dragon was probably never a good one ah.

Something moved on the large dragon's free claw, and that's when they spot the presence of Jin Bao.

The little dragon popped his head out and waves his tail lazily, looking unfazed and unworried at his position. "No, no father, my mate is the other one."

Father dragon squinted, "The other one? I don't see any other" His intuition tells him something was wrong and his eyes naturally rested on the rather plump black rooster next to the old human.

Father dragon:

Father dragon:

Father dragon: ???

Afterwards, Father dragon calmed down and brought Da Gong, Chef Wen, and his son to the palace where the emperor and the rest of the people present all preceded to have something akin to an aneurysm or mental breakdown.

Because Da Gong had promised Chef Wen his safety for now, it was actually not difficult for him to follow through. All he had to do was eat soft rice* and ask his little worm for help.

*eat soft rice = rely on your more powerful partner, usually for resources/money/status

Jia Hyson, who had more or less guessed the relationship, merely nuzzled against the soft chest feathers of the bird and agreed without question. Since they came back from the palace, he had been extra sticky with the rooster, and Da Gong had puffed up in delight at how sweet his little worm was being.

Father dragon who had shrunk even further to accommodate the interior of the palace better, sulked moodily as he watched his son act so affectionate to this big fat cock. However the more he looked at Da Gong, the more he felt there was something strange about him.

His intuition was the best there was, and it was telling him there was something more to this fowl bird.

Anyway, once Jia Hyson agreed to Da Gong's request, how could the emperor deny it? Especially when Father dragon was there blindly supporting his son as well.

Chef Wen knelt down and confessed all his sins as well as the Seventh Prince's hand in all of it, shocking everyone. The seventh prince was sly and none of his brothers even had an idea of his deep thoughts. Many of them looked uncomfortable and pale at the revelation, even the arrogant crown prince was subdued and silent afterwards.

Everyone knew that after this confession, the peaceful status quo in the palace that has been maintained will change.

Suddenly the ninth prince spoke up.

"By the way, did anyone notice eighth brother has been here the whole time?"

Other princes: ???!!!

Eighth Prince Yan Huizhong: Heh.

The seventh prince who had been riding back and just reached the outer edge of the capital with various dragon themed goods trembled and laughed bitterly as one of his spies met him there and passed him an update of the big events that had happened today.

"Hah.." The seventh prince looks up at the gloomy sky still filled with ominous dark clouds and pitted with eerie holes from the lighting. "Over it's all fucking over"

The seventh prince wanted to cry but no tears fell from his cheeks. After all it wasn't particularly tragic, just very, very unfortunate. The seventh prince didn't regret his choices just his bad luck.

It felt like his entire scheming had just been one huge unnecessary joke now.

Unsatisfied and unreconciled by this thought, the seventh prince's eyes glittered a little maniacally. Chef Wen will definitely sell him out. Even though Emperor father was a relatively kind father given the circumstances no emperor would allow a white eyed wolf son like himself to live after his actions. Being exiled is too light a punishment for him, especially when they inevitably find out his little religion was actually a very illegal private army.

It was death or lifetime imprisonment waiting for him now.

Turning his head to his loyal spy, he smiles serenely. There was no emotion in his face, just a detached calmness in the faint curve of his mouth. However even though his appearance with such a smile made him look more mature and handsome to the eye, the spy couldn't stop the cold sweat pouring from his back.

"Summon my army," The seventh prince commands, "We either die fighting or we die like dogs."

If his whole scheme was just a joke then he felt like he deserved to have a few last laughs at the end.