Dragon Sovereign

Zhang Fan was awoken by the little magical beast's sudden restlessness. He opened his eyes and looked at the little magical beast, saying with doubt, "What's wrong?"    

    

The little magical beast jumped up and down on Zhang Fan's body before it turned its head to look outside the window.    

    

After a slight pause, Zhang Fan glanced outside and said, "Are you saying there's someone outside?"    

    

The little magical beast let out a whimper and quickly nodded.    

    

With a frown, Zhang Fan put on his outer robe. As he picked up his sword, he picked up the little magical beast and walked outside. Right now, it could be said that there was no one left in the Feng Clan.    

    

While he was still puzzled, Zhang Fan's soul slightly trembled. His pupils slightly contracted as he felt two extremely powerful auras rapidly approaching him. Without any unnecessary words, his body immediately found a dark corner to hide itself. The Turtle Resting Dharma Technique instantly appeared on his body.    

    

Just as Zhang Fan finished doing all of this, two black figures descended with a whistling sound, directly walking into the room.    

    

After opening the door, Zhang Fan could clearly hear the voices inside.    

    

"There's someone here. It seems that they just left not long ago." It was a low and slightly aged voice.    

    

As the voice fell, the other person also nodded his head. At this time, he felt two strong energies patrolling the room before walking out.    

    

"Feng Batian, could it be that you've dodged all of the information?" The low, aged voice from before sounded.    

    

"I don't know, but the other rooms are all dust. They should have been gone for a while. As for this room, there might have been other people who came, but they seem to have left by now." Another person replied.    

    

"We must obtain that piece of dragon jade!" A slightly deep yet aged voice rang out.    

    

"Yes." The other person nodded, "Feng Batian still has a son. Dragon Jade might have already reached his son, but it won't be easy to find them. Let's go to another room!" With that, the two rushed outside.    

    

"Dragon Jade?" Zhang Fan's heart trembled as he picked up the jade pendant from his chest. He still remembered his father's words: he must protect this jade pendant well. It seems like these two strong individuals were aiming for the jade pendant.    

    

After confirming that the two people had not returned, Zhang Fan also walked out from the corner. He glanced around the room, and a bitter smile appeared on his face, it seemed like he did not have the chance, he should rest well, and leave this place as soon as possible. While thinking, his body soared into the sky, and silently rushed towards the back mountain; the cave he often went to was actually a very safe place, because it was a very secretive place, and most people would find it difficult to find it.    

    

After he arrived at the cave, although it was pitch black inside, he was fortunate that he understood the terrain well. After he entered the cave, he leaned against the hard stone wall and smiled wryly.    

    

However, he did not know what kind of environment he was in, where he would sleep with the little magical beast by his side. After a while, he opened his eyes and climbed out of the cave. The sky outside was already bright.    

    

Looking at the scene before him, Zhang Fan sighed with emotion. Regardless of whether he was willing to admit it or not, the environment in his previous life was definitely not as beautiful as it was now. There was no air pollution. The environment was polluted. Even if there was a war here, it was still an energy attack. There was no mention of using missiles or artillery shells, so the world was perfect. He admitted that he liked being here, liked being in this beautiful and competitive world.    

    

This was because he could feel the pressure everywhere and this pressure was not able to make things difficult for him. Instead, it was stimulating his strong fighting spirit time and time again.    

    

"It's time to return to Heavenly Star Kingdom!"    

    

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth curled up. He thought of the envelope Feng Batian had given him and muttered to himself, "Father, your son will definitely not let you down." With that, Zhang Fan rushed out.    

    

As Zhang Fan rushed out, Qin Feng from the Qin Clan of Floating Cloud Nation had already arrived in Qin Ling's courtyard. At this moment, Qin Ling had already woken up and started cultivating. Looking at his own son's figure, Qin Feng's eyes revealed a hint of gratification as Zhang Fan's figure appeared in his mind once again. This youth had previously injured his son's heart and caused his son to undergo a transformation half a year later.    

    

Two days later in the Heavenly Star Empire, Zhang Fan arrived at the foot of the mountain of the Dragon Martial Academy. He raised his head and looked towards the mountain peak as a glint of light flashed across his eyes.    

    

After half a year had passed, he, Zhang Fan, returned once more. "Who dares to defy the heavens, who dares to defy the heavens!?" Zhang Fan was still unstoppable.    

    

A violet glow flashed on Zhang Fan's body, as he directly dashed up the mountain with Zhang Fan in tow.    

    

Arriving at the top of the mountain, he looked at the familiar door and couldn't help but smile. Then, he strode inside.    

    

"Wait." An indifferent voice drifted over. A black-robed man appeared in front of Zhang Fan, directly blocking his path.    

    

Zhang Fan raised his head and looked at the man. "Hello, teacher. I was a student here half a year ago. I came here before. Don't introduce me. I don't know if you have any impression of me?"    

    

The black-robed man carefully sized Zhang Fan up, then he seemed to have thought of something and said, "You're from Floating Cloud Country, right?"    

    

"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded his head heavily.    

    

"Why isn't he wearing a school uniform?" The black-robed man couldn't help but frown as he asked.    

    

"That shirt was dirty, so it hasn't been changed," Zhang Fan casually explained.    

    

"Go on in. Remember to change into your school uniform." The man in black frowned as he spoke. He paused for a moment before continuing, "We'll start the competition tomorrow. Don't miss a chance to participate."    

    

"The selection?" Zhang Fan was stunned. Seeing the black-robed man walk back in, he didn't have the heart to ask any further. Right now, he didn't want to think about anything else. He only wanted to see Ouyang Xian`er, nothing more.    

    

After arriving at the campus, Zhang Fan did not stop to hug the little magical beast, directly walking towards the courtyard where Old Man Cao was. However, halfway through the journey, he suddenly heard a man beside him say, "What dogshit Heaven's Punishment Squad? If I did not look at his medal and gave him a bit of money to join the guild, would I have joined it? That captain of his ran away in fright, that fat pig was bragging all day, sigh, the more I look at him, the more he disliked him."    

    

"Then hurry up and retreat, there aren't many people in the entire Sky Wrath Squad, it would be embarrassing even if you enter. Right now, you might as well join Cross Zou. Nie Xiao's older brother has already become the captain and has the strength of a general. If it wasn't for the fact that the Heaven Wrath Squad is protecting that Cao family, I'm afraid Cross would have disbanded long ago."    

    

A chuckle could be heard, causing Zhang Fan to furrow his brows. He took two steps back and stood in front of the two people, his gaze falling upon the person who had the Heavenly Wrath Unit badge on him. He said, "You are from the Heavenly Wrath Squad!"    

    

The man from the "Heaven's Punishment Squad" couldn't help but sneer, "The Heaven's Punishment Trash Team is about the same. Next month, I will be transferred to the Cross Squad."    

    

"Why?" Zhang Fan asked with a frown.    

    

"Of course, the team's trash is too much trash. If it wasn't for that fat pig giving us gold every month, who would have come to this trash team and boasted about how powerful the captain is, but wasn't he scared away by them?"    

    

"Then don't wear this medal!" An indifferent voice rang out. Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed the medal from the man's chest. With an ice-cold expression, he said, "You've already been expelled from Heaven's Punishment! You can't enter for your entire life!"    

    

"F * ck, who are you?" The man's expression changed and became gloomy.    

    

Zhang Fan flipped his left hand, and a golden medal appeared in his palm. He put it on his clothes and said, "Because I am the captain of the heavenly calamity!" After saying this, Zhang Fan walked forward without even looking at the man.    

    

"So you are the captain of the trash squad?"    

    

"Meh!" The sound of a sword being unsheathed rang out, and the sword seemed to have landed on the man's neck the instant his words landed. A pair of pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at the man, and an ice-cold killing intent appeared on his face as he said, "What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly. I'll trouble you to say it again …"    

    

How could his name, 'Heavenly Scourge', be casually trampled by others?!    

    

Feeling the cold aura of the sword, the man trembled. He opened his mouth but no words came out.    

    

"Scram!"    

    

The indifferent voice rang out once more. With the sound of the scabbard scraping against one another, Zhang Fan's long sword was sheathed.    

    

The two men looked at each other and simultaneously gulped down a mouthful of saliva. They only vaguely saw Zhang Fan's speed, so they didn't dare to say anything unnecessary. They quickly walked away.    

    

Watching the two men leave, a sneer appeared on Zhang Fan's face. He then held onto the little magical beast and continued walking in the direction of old man Cao.    

    

"The heavenly calamity squad is recruiting! If you become a member of them, you'll get 100 gold coins every month! Our slogan is, Buddha block, Buddha kill, Buddha kill! God block, God kill!"    

    

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Fan stopped and turned his head to look. He saw Fatty and two other people shouting in a corner of the school. However, most of the students who passed by only took a glance at them.