The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 259: No One Bullies My Mommy

Xin Lin lifted her gaze, her heart pounding intensely.

Before her eyes, there appeared a white creature, bearing a striking resemblance to a dragon.

With a body so thick not even several robust men could envelop it in their arms, its scales were like armor, covering its form, the length of its body stretched hundreds of meters, surrounded by a misty expanse of clouds, its pale golden eyes glared furiously, fixing Xin Lin with a stern gaze.

It lay like the Great Wall winding along Badaling, unending and exuding a formidable aura.

Had Xin Lin not been outstandingly brave, she might have been frightened to the point of weakening knees at first sight.

Is this a dragon? Could it really be a dragon?

Xin Lin’s heart raced with loud thumps.

She had punched the Dragon Ascension Stele; could this creature be the Monument Spirit within it?

Since arriving in Longteng, Xin Lin’s worldview had been entirely reshuffled.

It is logical for all things to possess a spirit, and for a thousand-year-old Longteng Stele to give rise to various evil spirits.

However... Xin Lin glanced at the white creature’s underside, one claw, two claws, three!

Without claws, it would be a snake; one to three claws reduces it to, at most, a Jiao!

What a charade by this White Jiao, daring to posture in front of her!

Xin Lin showed no weakness, furiously staring back at the Defeated Flood Dragon.

"Ignorant ants, how dare you offend this seat."

The white creature saw Xin Lin, not at all scared into paralysis, its fury making it bluster and glare.

Originally just an ordinary rock, a dragon had chanced upon it a millennium ago, bestowing it with a breath of Dragon Breath, endowing it with spirit, and thus transforming into the Dragon Ascension Stele.

At the founding of the country, the Dragon Ascension Ancestor had recognized the stone’s potential with the insight from the ancestors of the Chu Family, perceiving dragon-shaped illusions within it and gaining enlightenment.

Emperor Longteng had revered it as sacred, carving it into a monument, and for a thousand years, it was worshipped by everyone in Longteng Country.

The Dragon Breath turned into a White Jiao, occupying the Dragon Ascension Stele.

During the past Imperial Examinations at Zixiao Palace, all examinees before the Dragon Ascension Stele were filled with trepidation.

Yet, this mere ant of a child before it, unexpectedly damaged the stele with a single punch.

Enraged, the White Jiao’s Divine Sense enveloped Xin Lin completely.

"You’re the ant, your whole family is made of ants!"

"Ridiculous, I merely exerted an itchy-good-for-nothing force; what is this broken stele made of, stone or tofu?"

Xin Lin sneered coldly.

Surrounded by the mists, it’s as if she were in a land of immortals; Xin Lin knew she must be under the control of the White Jiao.

"How presumptuous!"

The White Jiao, enraged to the extreme, danced its corporeal form and opened its wide mouth, spewing a rain of Ice Arrows, whooshing towards Xin Lin.

(You cannot bully my Mommy)

Xin Lin was startled, yet she heard the voice of the Overlord Egg transmitting to her.

Her body suddenly burst into astonishingly hot flames.

The Ice Arrows, before even touching Xin Lin, were instantly evaporated by the flames encasing her.

The White Jiao was shocked.

This tiny ant before its eyes seemed transformed, her black hair billowing, her delicate face now bore an untouchable, sacred aspect.

(Little Worm, don’t think just because you’ve inhaled a breath of dragon’s air you can act unruly. If you dare bully my Mommy again, I’ll reduce you to ash)

The voice of the Overlord Egg was childishly soft, but the terrifying pressure it carried frightened the White Jiao into trembling.

"Summoning Master."

When the White Jiao sensed Xin Lin’s level of Spiritual Power cultivation, it found it bizarre; an ant that appeared completely ordinary possessed Superior Spiritual Practitioner Talent.

So the little girl was a Summoning Master.

A Summoning Master herself was not frightening; what was frightful was her Spiritual Beast.

If the beast can burn it to ashes, is it just a common Spiritual Beast?

Perhaps its existence is even loftier than that of the Dragon Clan!