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#2066 - Sacrifice to the Dragon King of the Well (Part 2)

The reason for worshiping the Dragon King is entirely to seek good fortune and ensure peace.

After all, these places experience various droughts and floods every year.

The power of mortals is limited, so they naturally ask the Dragon King to balance these disasters to achieve favorable weather.

You can think of the worship as a kind of bribe to the Dragon King...

Mortals put chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, etc., into rivers, lakes, and other places as offerings to the Dragon King.

In return, the Dragon King receives this sincerity and naturally protects them.

In some places, the worship even involves sacrificing young boys and girls, a cruel and ignorant act that is difficult to condone.

Seeing Long Jing's excited expression, Qin Yi didn't want to interrupt him.

After all, Long Jing had been here for several years, and this homebody dragon treated him well to some degree.

Although he hadn't experienced the hardships of society, his character was pure in every way.

It's just that Long Jing hadn't considered one thing: he was the Well Dragon King.

His territory was so small, and his daily purpose was to provide drinking water for many mortals.

Why would people bother to worship him? Wasn't that being idle!

Since ancient times, there have been stories of river floods and dam breaches, but no stories of the Well Dragon King flooding the world...

One reason is that the area he governs is small, and the other is that his power is insufficient.

These two things can be seen as one and the same.

If he had enough power, he wouldn't condescend to be a Well Dragon King.

Long Jing looked at Qin Yi with a smile and said, "Fellow Daoist Qin, wait for me here. I'll go see what good things they're offering us."

"If it's a pig, we'll make it into roast suckling pig and share it when I get back. If it's something else, we'll share it too. You're my friend, Long Jing, and I definitely won't hog it all."

Qin Yi said with a smile, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

His cultivation level far exceeded Long Jing's.

The other party didn't know what was being thrown into the well, but he knew very well.

He had been here for so many years, waiting for this moment...

Long Jing opened the Dragon Palace gate and ran out excitedly, muttering, "Roast suckling pig, here I come!"

Then he saw a human-shaped object falling in a freestyle manner.

"..." Seeing this mortal dressed in a dragon robe, looking dignified, he was stunned!

"They haven't worshiped me for so many years, and when they finally do, they throw their own little country's emperor down here. Isn't that a bit too much!"

Qin Yi looked at Long Jing, who was dragging the corpse in with a sullen face, and asked with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "Long Jing, how do you plan to eat this guy? Roasted?"

Long Jing said with a bitter face, "Fellow Daoist Qin, don't make fun of me at a time like this. I don't know what these mortals are thinking, killing their own emperor and throwing him in here."

"Eating him is out of the question... Let's think about how to deal with this guy now."

He was feeling a little sad inside, thinking about how diligent he had been for so many years.

Although he was a homebody dragon, he had never let the mortals here lack water.

Even in years of severe drought, his well always had water.

He originally thought his years of hard work had been rewarded, and he might even get to eat the roast suckling pig he had been longing for.

But his doorstep had become a place for people to kill and dispose of bodies. It was too difficult!

Thinking of what he had just said to Qin Yi, Long Jing's face turned a little red...

He was ashamed!

His territory was so small, and he usually used it sparingly.

Now, if he dug a pit and erected a monument for this mortal, it would make his already small space even smaller.

"Why don't we... just burn him!"

Thinking of this, Long Jing looked at Qin Yi and said, "Fellow Daoist Qin, what do you think of my suggestion?"

Qin Yi said, "Maybe he can still be saved."

Long Jing said, "Fellow Daoist Qin, don't scare me. This person is already cold. His soul might have been taken away. Are you planning to revive him..."

Qin Yi reached out and created a night-shining pearl that could prevent the corpse from decaying and stuffed it into the corpse's mouth.

Long Jing looked at Qin Yi's means of creating something out of nothing, and a look of envy appeared in his eyes.

This is the benefit of having great strength.

He also wanted to create something out of nothing, but unfortunately, his cultivation level was not high enough.

Even if his current cultivation level broke through several major realms, he would not be able to do this.

"Fellow Daoist Qin's cultivation level is unfathomable!"

As a homebody dragon who had little contact with the outside world, he didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart.

Anyway, he got along very well with Qin Yi, and the other party didn't put on any airs, so he naturally wouldn't overthink things just because the other party's strength was higher than his.

The purpose of being a dragon in this world is to be happy!

The emperor's corpse held the night-shining pearl, and time seemed to stand still on its body.

For Qin Yi, preventing a mortal corpse from decaying was simply too easy.

His original combat power had reached the level of a Second-Rank Celestial Venerable.

For a Second-Rank Celestial Venerable, if Qin Yi was willing now, even reviving this corpse wouldn't be too difficult.

Of course, now was not the best time for him to revive.

If he revived him now, the subsequent steps would be impossible to carry out.

Long Jing watched Qin Yi do these things with rapt attention.

Just then, a puff of green smoke came out of the emperor's corpse, and his soul appeared.

For cultivators, cultivating to a certain level can be called a divine soul.

For mortals like this who have no cultivation, at most they can be called a soul.

There is still a big difference between a divine soul and a soul.

The former represents that they have already made small achievements on the path of cultivation.

The latter... is just a complete mortal.

"Am I dead! Is this the underworld?"

Long Jing looked at the emperor's soul in front of him with a black line on his face.

He had just thought that the other party's soul had been taken away, but he didn't expect it to be hidden in the body.

But the means to do so was something he hadn't seen through, indicating it wasn't low!

However, if this was analyzed from Qin Yi's point of view, it actually wasn't high...

"What's your name?" Long Jing asked.

"Reporting to Lord Judge, my name is Zhao Er!"

Long Jing pointed to the dragon horns on his head and said, "Where did you get the idea that I'm a judge?"

Zhao Er subconsciously said, "I should be a dead person now. Legend has it that after people die, their souls must return to the underworld. Isn't this the underworld?"

Long Jing said, "Look down, your corpse is below. This is my Well Dragon Palace, and it has nothing to do with the underworld!"

Only then did Zhao Er understand that he had not arrived in the underworld.

Looking at his corpse below, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

As a mortal, especially after death, seeing his own corpse, no one's heart would be calm.

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