Chapter 610 - 251: Eternal Dragon Tomb, Hidden Quest
Inside the conference room.
"What..."
The expression on Sun Lie’s rugged face, Dean of Longyin Academy’s Strong Attack System, was priceless. After a long pause, he managed to choke out two words.
"...the hell?"
No one could answer him.
Even the smile on the face of the ever-composed Vice Headmaster, Hou Guanghe, faltered for a moment.
The old headmaster had raised this batch of dragon beasts for decades, and he himself had helped care for them for a time.
So he knew full well just how violent the temperament of this "Wrathscale" was. Forget taming it—even feeding it had to be done with extreme caution.
But now...
What was it doing?
Wagging its tail? Acting cute?
Zhu Mingyi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at Yi Jiugao beside him.
"This kid... he has an aptitude for beast taming?"
Yi Jiugao’s brows were tightly knitted. He said in a low voice, "It’s not in his file."
He couldn’t understand.
Of course, the combat footage of Lin Ye from yesterday had not yet been edited by Dong Dongchen.
If everyone present had seen the footage from that fight, they wouldn’t have been so surprised.
"No, the assessment must continue."
Yi Jiugao’s expression darkened. He took out an ancient-looking Bronze Bell from his clothes.
This bell was a Spiritual Artifact personally forged by the founder of Longyin Academy, the legendary headmaster himself.
Branded within it was a wisp of the life essence of every dragon beast raised by the academy. Through a specific frequency, it could issue commands they were powerless to defy.
He gently shook the bell in his hand.
"DING-A-LING—"
A sound, crisp and pleasant yet carrying a strange rhythm, rang out in the conference room, pierced through space, and acted directly upon the soul of the distant dragon beast.
"Wrathscale, carry out your mission!"
Yi Jiugao’s voice was icy, devoid of any emotion.
However, the scene on the light screen made his pupils constrict violently.
On the screen, the Wrathscale, which had been happily wagging its tail, did indeed freeze for a moment upon hearing the bell. A flicker of pained struggle flashed through its clear pupils.
But it only struggled for less than a second.
The next moment, it let out a low growl tinged with grievance and dissatisfaction, as if complaining about being disturbed.
Then, it did something that made everyone in the conference room feel like their eyes were about to pop out of their heads.
Its massive body rolled over on the surface of the sea, exposing its relatively soft belly. Its four short, thick claws paddled unconsciously in the air, while its enormous head continued to nuzzle against Lin Ye’s leg. Glistening drool even trickled from the corner of its mouth.
It was the spitting image of a big deep-sea doggy fawning over its master, begging for pets.
"..."
Yi Jiugao was speechless.
’It failed?’
’The bell actually failed against it?!’
’How is this possible!’
This inconceivable scene formed an absurdly comical and stark contrast with the other sixteen screens, where candidates were locked in bloody, perilous battles with their own dragon beasts.
In the cockpit, the experienced old captain plopped down into his chair, took off his hat, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and let out a long breath at his first mate, who was staring dumbfoundedly.
"Our lives... are saved."
...
A long silence fell over the conference room.
Yi Jiugao took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. His voice was a little hoarse. "The assessment can’t proceed. Vice Headmaster, what do you suggest we do now..."
"What do you mean, ’what do we do’?"
Hou Guanghe interrupted him, a smile on his face.
"Wouldn’t you call this a perfect pass?"
Hou Guanghe pointed at the young man on the screen, who was pushing away Wrathscale’s enormous head with a look of annoyance, and continued.
"The goal of the assessment is to repel the dragon beast while protecting the ship and the civilians."
"He didn’t let the ship sink, he didn’t let a single person get hurt, and he made Wrathscale completely lose its will to fight."
"Whatever method he used, the ability to directly tame the notoriously violent Wrathscale—that’s his skill."
...
A dozen or so minutes later, this assessment, which could only be described as a show of force, finally came to a close.
Just then, Wrathscale seemed to realize something. It looked at Lin Ye ingratiatingly, first nodding its enormous head toward a certain point in the sky, then pointing a claw at its own broad back.
Finally, it lowered its entire body, bringing its back as close to the deck as possible.
Its meaning was self-evident.
Lin Ye, of course, understood.
However, he still spoke up.
"You can speak. I can understand you."
Upon hearing this, the Wrathscale in the sea clearly stiffened. A human-like look of pleasant surprise appeared in its clear eyes.
It opened its giant maw and let out a deep roar that seemed to echo from ancient times.
"P-please... get... on... Me... take you... to... Lorn-inn... Cadamie..."
Lin Ye: "..."
’The stutter is one thing.’
’But what’s with this thick accent?’
However, Lin Ye understood almost instantly.
The [Ancient Dragon Blood] gave him the ability to communicate with the entire Dragon Race without any barriers.
The problem wasn’t him; it was the dragon beast before him.
Because its bloodline was too thin and impure, it couldn’t even speak the most basic draconic tongue fluently.
Lin Ye shook his head, no longer dwelling on the issue. He leaped up and landed steadily on Wrathscale’s broad back.
The next moment, Wrathscale let out a joyful roar, its massive body bursting from the water and soaring straight into the sky!
It had no wings, nor did it rely on Telekinesis or gravity.
It was as if for the Dragon Race, soaring through the heavens was simply an inborn instinct.
As he continued to climb higher, Lin Ye could also see several smaller but similar-looking dragon beasts in the distance, carrying the candidates who had passed the assessment and flying in the same direction.