My Cold and Ruthless CEO Wife

Chapter 47: The Defying Infinite Source Cannon(1)

ROAR!

A draconic roar broke the silence and he slowly turned back and saw a majestic creature.

This majestic creature possesses a long, serpentine body covered in deep crimson scales. Its form is smooth and well-proportioned, carrying a natural sense of balance and control. The scales are slightly reflective, catching light with a faint metallic sheen, while a subtle heat lingers around its body, noticeable but never overwhelming.

Its head is refined rather than bulky, with two curved horns extending backward in a quiet, regal arc. Thin whiskers hang from either side of its face, drifting gently as if stirred by unseen currents. Its eyes are sharp and steady, holding a calm, commanding presence that does not need to assert itself.

Its claws are strong and precise, and every movement is measured, whether it coils through the air or remains in stillness. Nothing about it feels excessive, yet nothing feels lacking.

Its body stretches to an immense size, spanning vast distances while remaining perfectly proportioned and fluid. Each scale is clear and well-defined, with faint patterns forming naturally across them, like marks shaped by time and power.

The crimson of its scales is deep and heavy, as though refined over countless years, with a subtle glow resting beneath the surface. Its horns are pronounced and dignified, its whiskers long and steady, and its gaze calm yet imposing, as if nothing in existence could disturb it.

The heat around it does not spread wildly but gathers close, compressing the air and leaving a dense, weighted stillness in its presence.

Long Tian stood frozen, looking at every inch of this creature that felt perfect.

Red Dragon Emperor.

The name surfaced in his mind as though it had always been there. He couldn’t help but marvel at the existence of such a being, one capable of moving freely through the universe.

A quiet fire ignited within him.

He wanted to reach such a realm... and surpass it.

Lost in that thought, he suddenly felt the aura of the Red Dragon Emperor drawing closer, the pressure increasing subtly with every passing moment.

His instincts screamed.

He turned fully and saw it moving toward him.

If it collided with him, he wouldn’t even leave ashes behind... he would simply cease to exist.

Long Tian immediately tried to move, attempting to flee, but his body refused to respond as if the space around him had solidified.

Even if this wasn’t real, caution was the only choice he had.

All he could do was watch as it drew closer, his chest tightening before his eyes subconsciously shut.

Moments passed.

There was no pain. No destruction. Just silence.

Slowly, he opened his eyes again,

Only to find himself back within the Infinite Source Genesis Diagram.

A faint breath escaped him as relief washed over his mind. The scene had felt far too real, far too overwhelming.

"Humph, are you stunned by my heroic and domineering aura?" the dragon soul’s voice sounded nearby, carrying a trace of pride.

Long Tian looked around before spotting a small dragon no larger than a cockroach.

There was a brief pause. Then he burst into laughter.

The contrast between what he had just seen and what stood before him was simply too absurd.

The dragon soul trembled slightly, clearly irritated.

"It seems you don’t want to advance your cultivation path."

That single sentence was enough.

Long Tian quickly suppressed his laughter, pressing his lips together as he watched the dragon soul snort.

"Young man, what you saw earlier was me at my peak. Now, I am merely a fragment of a soul," it said, shaking its head, though pride still lingered in its tone.

"My name is Long Tian. I think that’s preferable to ’young man,’" he replied calmly.

The dragon soul paused, then gave a small nod before closing its eyes.

Long Tian watched quietly at first, but soon felt a strange energy sweep through his body... and deeper, into his soul.

The sensation was faint.

Until suddenly—

The dragon soul was blasted backward.

It shot across the space and slammed into the stone dragon statues with force.

Long Tian’s expression tightened as surprise and alertness flashed across his face.

He could vaguely sense what had happened.

The dragon soul had touched something within him.

And whatever it was... had responded.

No—

It had retaliated.

A subtle chill crept through his thoughts.

For a moment, a different concern surfaced.

Had the dragon soul just been destroyed?

Before that thought could settle.

Laughter erupted. Wild and Unrestrained.

The Red Dragon Soul reappeared before him, laughing as if something long suppressed had finally been released.

"After many eras... it has finally appeared! Hahaha! The revival of my dragon clan is not far off!" it roared, its voice trembling with excitement.

Long Tian frowned slightly.

That reaction... wasn’t normal.

The dragon turned toward him, its eyes burning with an unfamiliar intensity.

"I know the perfect solution to your problem. Everything... is predestined."

Those words struck deeper than expected, stirring his curiosity.

Before he could respond, the Red Dragon Soul rushed into his consciousness.

His vision blurred.

And in the next instant, he found himself back in the outside world.

"Long Tian, what you are about to undergo will not be easy... and it will cause quite a commotion," the dragon’s voice echoed within his sea of consciousness.

His Reaper Soul stirred faintly as he tried to respond, but before he could, the process had already begun.

He watched as the Red Dragon Soul split off a portion of itself and sent it directly into his soul.

Then—

ROAR!

A deep draconic chant echoed across the world.

Behind Long Tian, a pair of massive draconic eyes appeared, ancient, cold, and impossible to comprehend.

The cave trembled violently before shattering apart under the pressure.

Seeing those eyes, the Red Dragon Soul laughed even louder.

"The rise of the Dragon Clan has begun!"

Long Tian, however, was completely unaware, his consciousness already drawn inward.

He found himself standing in a vast, dark space, endless and silent.

He looked around but saw nothing.

"Hello," he called out, his voice fading into an echo.

A faint unease began to creep into his mind as confusion settled in.

He didn’t understand what had been done to him... or how this was meant to help him advance.

As that thought lingered, a low snarl echoed through the darkness.

It sounded distant, yet unbearably close.

His body stiffened as he slowly lifted his gaze.

And then he saw them.

Two pairs of enormous eyes.

Watching him.

He couldn’t see the creature itself, only the eyes, within which dark whirlpools slowly turned, deep and endless, as though they could devour everything.

His entire being trembled, not from simple fear, but from something far more instinctive... something buried deep within him.

CRACK!

A sharp sound rang out, like a shackle breaking.

And in the next instant—

Everything returned.

Long Tian stood once more, a small dragon soul floating beside him.

It was tiny, no larger than an ant, yet complete in form.

It resembled the Red Dragon Soul, except for its eyes, which felt entirely different—cold, deep, and unfamiliar.

He stared at it for a moment before turning back.

"Is this my dragon ? And does it have the same potential as you?"

"Yes, it is your dragon soul," the Red Dragon Soul replied, its tone briefly serious.

"And as for its potential... pfft, it’s infinite. Haha! You might think it’s my dragon soul, but it isn’t."

Its laughter rang out once more.

"What do you mean? And earlier, you mentioned the revival of the dragon clan. How does that relate to me?"

Long Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had already realized that the dragon had seen something within him.

Something important.

"Long Tian, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you," the dragon said slowly, its tone deepening.

"But some things... are better left unsaid."

It paused briefly before adding, "Also, prepare yourself for your tribulation."

"What tribulation?" he asked immediately.

Opening his eyes, he returned fully to reality.

The cave around him lay shattered.

For a brief moment, he was stunned.

That destruction... had come from him?

But before he could process it further, his attention shifted upward.

The sky had changed.

Dark clouds gathered, swirling slowly as a suffocating pressure descended.

His hair stood on end as instinct screamed within him.

He tried to call out to the Red Dragon Soul, but it had already disappeared back into the Infinite Source Genesis Diagram.

Taking a slow breath, Long Tian steadied himself.

His gaze hardened as he looked up at the forming tribulation.

According to the records in his memory, heavenly tribulation could not be avoided, and once faced, there was only one rule.

Do not retreat.

Do not yield.

Or defeat... would be inevitable.

Meanwhile, within the Infinite Source Genesis Diagram, the Red Dragon Soul remained hidden, silently observing.

If the heavens sensed its presence, the tribulation would escalate into something far beyond what Long Tian could endure.

Standing atop the stone dragon statues, it slowly turned its gaze toward the other entities within the space.

It had not examined them before.

Now, it did.

Its gaze fell upon the Shadow Fox.

At first glance, it appeared completely still, like an inanimate existence.

But then—

It felt it. A gaze. Watching back.

The Red Dragon Soul trembled.

Unlike Long Tian, it could truly see.

For a brief moment, it saw ten tails swaying behind the Shadow Fox.

Its mind shook violently.

"Impossible..."

Its eyes widened as it turned toward the Grim Reaper, which stood motionless in silence.

Yet in that single glance, it felt something terrifying.

As though—

Its head had already been severed.

The sensation was so real that its soul trembled uncontrollably.

It recoiled slightly, shaken.

At that moment, it understood... or at least grasped a fragment of something it should never have seen.

For a long while, its gaze shifted back and forth between the Shadow Fox and the Grim Reaper, unable to settle.

Eventually, its aura weakened slightly.

Slowly, it turned its attention back to Long Tian, who now stood beneath the heavens, preparing to face his tribulation.

A complex emotion flickered in its eyes.

Shock. Disbelief. And a faint trace of fear.

"Long Tian..."

Its voice was no longer arrogant.

It was heavy.

"Who... are you?"