Dragon Sovereign

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment when he saw it. It was only the Xuanyuan Sword. There shouldn't be any need to cry after seeing it right?    

    

Just as he was puzzled, the old man's voice rang out once again, "This is something that the Old Ancestor used. I didn't expect to see it today!"    

    

As he spoke, the old man started to cry.    

    

The ten or so people standing behind the old man also had the same expression.    

    

After a while, he regained his senses and looked at Zhang Fan before bowing to him.    

    

Zhang Fan's expression turned to the side at the same time and put away the Xuanyuan sword. He quickly walked up and actually helped the old man up. At this time, he quickly said, "Senior, what are you doing?!"    

    

As he spoke, his soul surged once more, pulling the dozen or so people to their feet.    

    

"It's you, yes! You really are the prophet's son! " The elderly voice was still trembling as he looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Guests, quickly follow me to the tribe!" As he spoke, he led the group towards the inner parts of the tribe.    

    

After entering, he found that there were quite a few people inside. At this time, they were all looking at them suspiciously. They were obviously curious as to who these eight strangers were.    

    

However, since the Patriarch was with him, he was definitely not a bad person.    

    

When they arrived at a large room built with stones, the old man invited them to sit down as well. He was then led to the top seat by two people.    

    

His gaze once again fell on Zhang Fan, "Our ancestors once again taught us to wait for the Prophecy's son, the son of the Prophet. So many generations have passed, we thought that the Prophecy was not accurate, but who would have thought that it would actually happen to us!"    

    

As the old man spoke, his voice was filled with excitement.    

    

Zhang Fan's lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He continued to wait for the next part of the old man's story.    

    

"Our ancestors taught us to …"    

    

The old man mumbled to himself while looking at Zhang Fan, "When the Prophet's son arrives, our forbidden area will be opened. When the Prophet's son meets the requirements, he can enter the second layer through the forbidden area!"    

    

Zhang Fan's eyes revealed a hint of astonishment. At this moment, he seemed to have understood something, but he had yet to figure it out.    

    

The old man also saw the doubt in Zhang Fan's eyes. He took a deep breath and continued, "Speak of the problems that the prophecy's son has, and I will answer them all!"    

    

"Yes, senior. I would like to inquire, do you know that you are in the tower?" Zhang Fan asked, puzzled.    

    

"I know!" The old man nodded and said, "The ancestors have always passed down this way. However, none of our Xuanyuan clan has ever been to the second level. Only the Child of Prophecy has the qualifications and treatment to do so."    

    

"Is that so?" Zhang Fan's expression was filled with astonishment. He then asked, "Senior, what was the forbidden area you mentioned before?"    

    

"The forbidden area is the sacred ground of our Xuanyuan clan. Since it was handed down from the ancestors, no one has ever entered. This time, in order to prophesy that our son will be opened for the first time!" As he spoke, the old man's expression also fluctuated.    

    

"Son of the Prophecy, you will have a good rest here today. We will officially begin tomorrow!"    

    

"Un, no problem!" Zhang Fan nodded. Although he was extremely curious about that forbidden area, he still followed the arrangements.    

    

At this time, the old man chatted with them for a while and then arranged a place for them to stay.    

    

It was a simple small courtyard, followed by a large room. The room actually had four bedrooms.    

    

Under the arrangements of eight people, Little Lian and Little Qing were in the same room, Yanran and Yu Jiu, Nuwa and Chen Jianrui, and finally he and Wu Ting.    

    

In the afternoon, Zhang Fan had nothing better to do, so he brought seven people to walk around and found the place pretty good.    

    

The Xuanyuan clan had lived here for a very long time. Their clansmen had already forgotten how long it had been, so after such a long period of time, they had their own rules and could see this from the huge farmland they were allocated.    

    

There was no magical beast here, no danger, and peace everywhere. If he could stay here forever, then that would be a good feeling. After all, no one would disturb him here.    

    

A bright moon hung high in the night sky. The stars that filled the sky also appeared extremely bright. The space that was formed within this tower possessed all the special conditions. The feeling it gave people was unspeakably strange.    

    

Returning to the room and sitting on the bed, Zhang Fan let out a breath. He hugged Wu Ting and laid down on the bed. Pulling the blanket over the two of them, he couldn't help but turn his head to kiss Wu Ting's face.    

    

Wu Ting's face reddened as she lowered her head slowly. But after that, she bit her lips, raised her head again and closed her eyes.    

    

"This woman …"    

    

Zhang Fan smiled. He seemed to understand something as he aimed his finger at that soft and light mouth and directly kissed it.    

    

He pried open his small mouth, exposing the fragrance once again to his soft tongue. For a moment, he could not help but let go.    

    

As time passed, Zhang Fan placed his hand on Wu Ting's waist. He gently pulled open the dress, and as the apron was pulled open, his beautiful and hazy body appeared before his eyes.    

    

He did not do much. Wu Ting was already dazed by this point. Her mouth was open and close, her face flushed red.    

    

At this moment, it was rare for Zhang Fan to be interested, so he wasn't in a hurry. He patiently teased Wu Ting. He wanted to see if this girl would take the initiative to say it out loud.    

    

As time passed, Wu Ting's body started to twist and turn. She felt uncomfortable all over, but this abominable fellow didn't make any move. This was too abominable …    

    

Finally, when she couldn't hold it in any longer, she opened her mouth and bit Zhang Fan's chest.    

    

This damned fellow, bite him to death.    

    

Zhang Fan laughed out loud. Even though he had been bitten, Wu Ting didn't use much strength. She gave him another kiss on his lips before pressing him against her body.    

    

When he entered, Wu Ting's small mouth opened. She couldn't help but let out a seductive voice, as if she was afraid of something. She quickly covered her small mouth with a cute expression …    

    

The next day, Zhang Fan opened his eyes early and looked at the lazy Wu Ting in his arms. He couldn't help but smile. This woman was quite crazy last night. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't describe it anymore.    

    

He touched the smooth pink back of the cat and was lost in his own thoughts for a while.    

    

Whether it was the arrangement of fate or the fact that he had come here himself, he could feel the mystery within …    

    

Forbidden area? Sacred Ground? At this moment, he was very curious about what kind of existence was there.    

    

Half an hour later, Wu Ting's body started to move. Her beautiful eyes opened, but after glancing at Zhang Fan, she slowly closed her eyes again. She didn't say anything, as if she was enjoying this moment.    

    

"Since we're already awake, then it's time for us to wake up as well!"    

    

After hugging for a while, Zhang Fan looked out at the sky and realized it was already brightening up. He said something to Wu Ting who was standing next to him. He also picked her up. Suddenly, a beautiful spring light appeared.    

    

Her proud breasts, slightly pink, looked extremely charming.    

    

"What are you looking at!" Wu Ting noticed that Zhang Fan's eyes had reddened and she quickly covered her chest.    

    

"Ha ha!" Zhang Fan smiled and helped Wu Ting get her clothes. He then came up to Wu Ting and said, "It's nothing. I wanted to help you get dressed …"    

    

"I don't want to …"    

    

"No way!"    

    

"Don't …"    

    

"No …"    

    

With half a pull, Zhang Fan helped Wu Ting put it on. However, at this moment, Wu Ting's face was extremely red. She opened her mouth and took another bite at Zhang Fan's body.    

    

Zhang Fan naturally wouldn't be angry. When Wu Ting let go of him, he gave her a kiss on her small face before starting to put on his clothes.    

    

After wearing it, Wu Ting came to his side and tidied it up for him as well. She then combed her hair and folded up the blanket.    

    

Looking at that figure, Zhang Fan recalled the first time he saw Wu Ting. Perhaps he had never thought that Wu Ting would do such a thing.    

    

"Look at what I'm doing …"    

    

After Wu Ting had tidied up her bedding, she saw Zhang Fan looking at her. Her small face flushed red again as she quickly said, "Look, look. I'm biting you …"    

    

"Bite it! You can bite it for the rest of your life!"    

    

Zhang Fan smiled as he said that, then hugged Wu Ting and gave her another kiss on her lips.    

    

Wu Ting was clearly stunned for a moment before she lowered her head and leaned on Zhang Fan's body. Her blinking eyes revealed that she was moved.    

    

When they arrived at the living room outside, Nuwa and Chenmian were already sitting there. When they saw the two of them come out, they stood up at the same time.    

    

"Why are you two up so early?" Zhang Fan was puzzled.    

    

"Young master, we …" Yu Jiu and Yanran walked out. Both of their expressions were extremely rosy at the moment, followed by Xiao Lian and Xiaoqing. Although there was nothing between the two of them, they were only looking at him and Wu Ting out of curiosity …    

    

"Eh …"    

    

Zhang Fan coughed dryly as he thought of something. This house was so close to him, and it didn't have any soundproofing effect. Most importantly, the voice of Wu Ting was quite loud.    

    

At this moment, Wu Ting lowered her head. Seeing their expressions, she naturally understood what was going on. While she was shy, she was too embarrassed to speak.    

    

As a virgin, Yanran could not help but take a peek at Zhang Fan. In the end, she lowered her head as well.    

    

"Dong, dong, dong!" Knock, knock, knock.    

    

Zhang Fan stood up and opened the door curiously. He saw two men carrying food in with respectful expressions.    

    

After placing them on the table, one of them looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Son of the Prophecy, the Patriarch wants us to inform you to go to the main hall yesterday after dinner!"