Chapter 1282: Items

Chapter 1282: Commodities

"Zombie Ancient Dragon?"

After reading through the legendary dragon clan's information, Zhou Zhou's brow lifted slightly.

Even with the vast accumulated memories of countless dragon lineages, this being's records remained obscure.

What he remembered was only two things.

The first:

When the first Zombie Ancient Dragon descended, the Primordial Dragon—the First Sovereign—personally intervened, expelling the young, undead creature, Ancient Evil, from the Primordial Dragon's Abyss. He then declared, across all realms, that Ancient Evil was permanently expelled from the dragon lineage.

From that moment on, this legendary dragon, born out of rejection by its own kind, began wandering through the myriad realms.

The second:

The fate of the Zombie Ancient Dragon did not end with its tragic beginning; instead, it only grew more turbulent and perilous.

During its wandering through the heavens, the nascent, undeveloped zombie ancient dragon was periodically slain by a mysterious deity working in unison.

Bones stripped, flesh taken, souls refined!

The legendary dragon race was a treasure trove, and thus the death of the zombie ancient dragon was always horrific and tragic.

According to the annals of all races, the zombie ancient dragon—known as "Guev"—had died and been reborn a total of thirteen thousand five hundred and twelve times.

Such a frequency of death and rebirth—no ordinary dragon race could endure it. Even among legendary dragons, it was unheard of.

Were it not for the fact that the legendary dragon race embodied the fundamental laws of the vast cosmos and could never truly be killed, this being might never have had a chance to reincarnate at all.

Because it was constantly slain, its power never truly grew. Over the past ten thousand years, the zombie ancient dragon had nearly vanished from existence—only occasionally mentioned in whispers of the end times across the multiverse, its presence uncertain, its truth unverified.

This is the only information recorded in Zhou Zhou's dragon lineage: a few scattered details, nothing more.

Truly meager.

"Never expected to summon such a being."

Zhou Zhou pondered.

Then another thought came to him.

Didn't the Zombie Ancient Dragon get expelled from the First Dragon's Abyss by the First Sovereign, even removed from the Dragon Registry itself?

Then how did He summon this one from within the First Dragon's Abyss?

"The First Sovereign's expulsion of the Zombie Ancient Dragon seems to have been a cover-up."

Zhou Zhou murmured to himself.

Then he looked at the Zombie Ancient Dragon.

He watched as the creature calmly stood alone, indifferent to the strange glances from the surrounding dragon clans. A subtle stirring stirred within his heart.

He remained silent for two seconds, then instantly materialized before the creature's face, and the two—man and dragon—locked eyes.

Suddenly.

Zhou Zhou lifted his hand, gently caressing the other's forehead.

"Gu E, you have suffered."

He spoke.

The power of the Light Holy Dragon surged from him, radiating a soft glow from his body.

This light, carrying the warmth of pure light, fell upon the undead dragon's eyes and penetrated deep into its very soul.

For years, the undead dragon had wandered aimlessly, enduring endless suffering, trapped in the shadow of death and treachery.

Until today, it had never known the warmth or light.

This was the first time in its existence that it had ever felt such a sensation.

The dull eyes flickered slightly, and within them, a clear reflection of Zhou Zhou appeared.

"Ugh…"

The ancient evil murmured softly to Zhou Zhou.

Though it was a dragon god capable of bringing the end of the cosmos, its roar sounded like that of a child who had been wronged beyond measure.

Zhou Zhou bore the legendary bloodline of the dragon race; upon hearing this voice, a sorrow stirred deep within his heart.

"It's all over now."

"From this day forward, you shall be my subject."

"I am the Emperor of the People, and I will protect you."

"No god shall ever again take your life from me."

"All the deities who once harmed you—I will exact my due upon each one."

Zhou Zhou spoke solemnly.

At that moment, the heavens thundered.

Imperial Sovereign holds the heavens in his mouth!

His words carry the weight of nine kingdoms—no cosmic origin could ignore them.

The zombie ancient dragon gazed at Zhou Zhou, a flicker of light gradually stirring within his eyes.

After a long silence—

"Your servant, Zombie Ancient Dragon—Gu E, bows before the Emperor!"

Gu E spoke softly.

Zhou Zhou offered a faint, calm smile.

"War will break out today."

"You shall join the army in battle."

"I shall send a duplicate to fight alongside you."

He said.

Gǔ È correctly nodded.

Zhou Zhou nodded in turn, then stepped out of the Universe Emperor Ship, issuing orders to Zero to carry the Storm Spirit among them to undergo a transformation into a Curse Wizard.

After their departure, Zhou Zhou sat in thoughtful silence.

Today, there has been a sudden surge of 1,920 million soldiers and 6.6 billion 6666 million 6666 pure-blooded dragon clans.

His forces already contained 3893 million 9876 billion 4757 million 5617 soldiers, 368 million 7970 deities, and 2081 true gods!

Now, they have surged past 5,000 million, reaching 5,813 million 9876 billion 4757 million 5617 soldiers, 368 million 7970 deities, and 2081 true gods!

"Over 5,000 million soldiers."

"Enough to be considered half a jing of soldiers."

"In just two or three days, the number of my soldiers will officially reach ten million—equivalent to one jing of force."

"One million military units."

"Already enough to match the total forces of a weaker dominant-tier lord faction."

Zhou Zhou felt satisfied.

Then, without further thought, He turned and walked toward the direction of the Lord's Shop.

...

The Lord's Shop.

Zhou Chengmin was standing at the entrance, lounging in a chair, playing a handheld console.

At that moment,

Zhou Zhou arrived. Zhou Chengmin immediately stood up, smiling politely and respectfully:

"Your Majesty, greetings."

"Any good deals today?"

Zhou Zhou waved his hand, indicating no need for formality, then asked.

"There really are some great items today,"

"and they're just arrived."

Zhou Chengmin smiled.

Zhou Zhou was taken aback.

Are there really good deals?

Is this even true?

"I just came back from that mysterious auction—do you really mean the goods you're talking about are something worthwhile for me?"

Zhou Zhou asked with deep skepticism.

Zhou Chengmin's smug expression froze instantly upon hearing this.

He then chuckled bitterly:

"A mysterious auction? Then the Emperor must have seen relics or artifacts of the highest divine level, perhaps even divine artifacts?"

"Even relics and artifacts of the highest divine level," Zhou Zhou shook his head. "I've seen inheritances of will-level power."

Even right in my hands.

His mind murmured.

Yet he would never say that aloud.

This secret, Zhou Zhou currently intended to keep hidden from everyone.

"Will-level inheritance?"

Zhou Chengmin was stunned. "The Emperor truly has excellent fortune—such top-tier auction items are exceedingly rare, even in the history of the mysterious auctions."

"The rare, mysterious auction—your first attendance as sovereign, and you've already encountered it. Truly, fortune has favored you."

Zhou Zhou heard this, yet shook his head.

"Fortune favoring?"

"My hometown has a saying: 'Blessing is the harbinger of misfortune.'"

"This so-called fortune, I believe should more accurately be called a time of turmoil."

Zhou Chengmin nodded thoughtfully. "Your words are indeed sound."

"Alright, bring forth the items for today."

Zhou Zhou said.

Zhou Chengmin nodded and retrieved three purple boxes from beneath the counter.

Zhou Zhou opened the first one, and inside lay a heart, silently resting, exuding an atmosphere of apocalyptic decay. A faint dragon's aura spread out, making Zhou Zhou pause in astonishment.

Then His lips twitched.

"Wow..."

"What a fresh commodity!"

"Isn't this none other than the legendary dragon bloodline of the Ancient Evil?"

Zhou Zhou said, utterly speechless.