389 - Rebirth of a Star: Another Day, Another Drama

Chapter 389: The Dragon Soul in the Seal The seal was a small, cube-like object, only about the size of a thumb. On top of the seal was an intricately carved five-clawed golden dragon. Upon closer inspection, the tiny dragon seemed so lifelike that it almost appeared real. “Ugh, no wonder it smells so bad. It's a dragon,” Feng Li muttered, tossing the seal to Ye Linglong. As a member of the Phoenix clan, she naturally held no interest in anything related to dragons, given the historical animosity between them and the dragon clan. Ye Linglong caught the small seal, curious about how and why it had appeared here. Could it possibly have originated from the spatial dimension they were in? No, that couldn't be. Items found within the spatial dimension wouldn't be buried in such obscure places, let alone in the soil. As she examined the seal with greater scrutiny, Ye Linglong began to feel a sense of familiarity. It seemed like she had seen it somewhere before. Suddenly, a memory surfaced—wasn't this the very seal used by the woman at the Nascent Soul stage during the demon gate's assault on the Liuli Sword Sect? Back then, its power had left a deep impression on her. It had shattered her master's sword, and during the ensuing chaos, she had managed to intercept the seal using her spatial abilities. With everything that followed, she had almost forgotten about it. Considering this, Ye Linglong inspected the dragon-shaped seal once more. At the time, it was just a powerful artifact, but now, as a peak Golden Immortal, she could discern its extraordinary nature. Despite its dusty and inconspicuous appearance, subtle energy flowed within, indicating its true significance. Noticing Ye Linglong's intense focus on the seal, Feng Li couldn't help but comment with a scoff, “You have me, a phoenix. Do you really want a dragon too?” Ye Linglong was puzzled. “Huh?” She couldn’t understand why Feng Li was so riled up about a mere seal, despite the dragon carving on it. Feng Li, still irritable, explained, “There’s a complete dragon soul inside that seal, didn't you know?” A complete dragon soul? Ye Linglong was taken aback, glancing down at the seal in her hand. Was it her imagination, or did the carved dragon seem to come to life, especially its eyes, which appeared to gaze back at her? “Is there really a dragon soul inside?” Ye Linglong found it hard to believe. Dragons were divine beasts; how could a dragon soul be trapped within a seal? Feng Li, sensing her disbelief, sneered, “Why not? The dragon clan is weak. Get hold of one, extract its soul, and make it a weapon spirit, simple as that.” No sooner had those words been spoken than Ye Linglong felt the seal tremble slightly, but it was so fleeting that she dismissed it as an illusion. The commotion drew over Tower Spirit and the little ginseng baby, both eager to examine the seal. The ginseng baby couldn't discern much, but Tower Spirit, being a spiritual entity, noticed something. “There’s indeed a spirit within, though it’s not a naturally formed artifact spirit. It seems more like it’s imprisoned inside.” The experienced Qian Jun also emerged and nodded in agreement with Tower Spirit's observation. “Yes, there is a spirit, but it’s certainly not an artifact spirit.” Feng Li reached for the seal in Ye Linglong’s hand. “If it doesn’t want to come out, I've got ways to make it.” She conjured a ball of phoenix fire in her palm, its heat dancing vigorously. The innate fire of the Phoenix clan rivaled even the most extraordinary flames. Bringing it closer to the seal, she warned, “I’m sure you’re aware of the power of phoenix fire. It can burn through spiritual entities.” As the flames neared the seal, it suddenly burst from Feng Li’s grasp and shot away into the distance. “Trying to escape, are you?” Feng Li snorted, and with a single hand motion, summoned the seal back with an invisible force. “Wait, wait, you feather-brained bird, don’t burn me!” A foreign voice resounded from the direction of the seal. The seal emitted a golden flash, revealing a five-clawed golden dragon in front of everyone—a horse-like face, a serpent-like body, antlers, eagle-like claws, with five claws beneath its belly, a true five-clawed golden dragon. However, this dragon existed only as a spirit, its transparent form a testament to its weakened state. Upon seeing this, Feng Li could not resist laughing. “Haha, a five-clawed golden dragon reduced to this—without its body and sealed in a stamp. What a disgrace to dragonkind.” The golden dragon, at a loss for words, wanted to retort but knew that Feng Li spoke the truth. In the end, it could only muster a feeble curse. Feng Li, unfazed, seemed ready to provoke it further. Tower Spirit and the ginseng baby, ever eager for a show, egged them on from the sidelines. Ultimately, Ye Linglong stepped in to separate them. “As dragons are divine beasts with formidable combat prowess and a revered status, how did you, a five-clawed golden dragon, end up in such a state?” The five-clawed golden dragon was, after all, royalty among dragons, with only their bloodline ever serving as leaders among their kind. Its status was indisputable, yet here it was, reduced to just a soul. The dragon soul's form stiffened at this topic, its entire head drooping as it coiled in mid-air, twisting and contorting to hide its shame. “Hahaha, must have been outmatched, poor skills,” Feng Li mocked, delighting in its misfortune. The golden dragon snapped, unwilling to endure such an insult. “Feather-brain, you’re talking nonsense. In the past, I could crush several of you with one claw! I wasn’t outmatched; I was deceived, or I’d never be in this state!” Feng Li smirked, “So, you're just dumb then.” The golden dragon: “…”