Rebirth of the Prime Dragon Master

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"What the hell is this place?" Rocky cried out. This room looked like an untidy storage area rather than

a place meant for anyone to live.

Rocky resisted the urge to complain some more, because he knew nothing would change even if he

told Cliff Li about the conditions. After all, he was here to serve in the army, not for a vacation. He had

no right or authority to demand better quality or even choose where he lived. Mind made up, he thought

about how he could make the place more comfortable. Or if not comfortable, at least livable. He was no

longer a prince so it was best to do with what he had rather than to appear choosy. Being choosy would

only lead to questions. Questions would lead to trouble.

Rocky and Uriah started clearing up the room. Although everything was second-hand and not in very

good condition, they could still make use of them. All they needed were the bare necessities for living

there, so he got chairs, a desk, and a bed. He rummaged through the remainder of the stuff, kept one

or two more items, and then threw out the other things for more space.

After he was done, the room was more spacious and clean. It was nothing compared to his gaudy

rooms in the palace, but for now, it would do to live in. Uriah then found a spot in a corner and settled

down. Soon, the beast was asleep.

Someone pounded on the door. Frowning, Rocky turned around. Two men pushed open the door and

barged inside. They were young, in their twenties, a few years older than Rocky. One was taller than

him while the other was shorter. They carried thin quilts and some necessities.

"I'm sorry. You are..." Rocky furrowed his brow as he regarded the men.

"Mr. Li or... ordered us to bring you some nece... necessities and tell you the rules of this military ca...

camp. We live in... in the next room," stammered the shorter man.

"Got it." Rocky nodded at them. Then he pointed. "Just put the stuff there! Thanks guys!" Figuring he

might as well get to know the two men, he offered them a smile and added, "What are your names?"

Squinting, Rocky noticed the weak trace of spirit manipulators from them. They were at either the

second or third grade of the Mortal Stage. Usually, a royal spirit manipulator would reach such a level

as soon as he or she fused with a Dragon Spirit Bead, unlike ordinary spirit manipulators who had to

work hard to reach that Mortal Stage.

"I'm Thor Lei," answered the taller man. Not only was he taller, but also he had a nice build to him.

Muscular. Coupled with his fair features and chiseled jaw, he reminded Rocky of the Norse god—Thor,

the God of Thunder. He even had a voice to match, loud, deep, and rumbling. Rocky could not help but

marvel that the man's name suited him as well as it did.

The shorter man, however, hunched in on himself as he glanced at Rocky, as if he could somehow

become smaller and less noticeable. Then he answered in a low voice, "My... My My name is Joss

Luo." Joss was obviously the type of man who was shy around strangers.

"I'm Rocky Bai." Rocky dipped his head slightly to the two men. With the introductions out of the way,

any unease fled, a sense of familiarity falling upon the room.

Thor and Joss proceeded to list the rules, reiterating the dos and don'ts until they were satisfied he

understood. Rocky also got a rough idea of the military camp from them.

"We've been here for three years." Thor puffed up his chest. "So anything you need to know, we're the

ones to ask."

Joss nodded. "We started our spirit manipulator paths as teenagers, and we have already come this far

in cultivation." Joss' lips downturned. "But when we joined the army at that time, we didn't expect to be

assigned to the Gehenna Border. This place is as desolate and remote as hell." Thor sighed, "It might

as well be hell, with all the things we've seen and been through these three long years. So much death.

And suffering." He shuddered, his eyes taking on a faraway look.

"The only fortunate thing is that we've been able to remain safe and in one piece. Most of the other low

level spirit manipulators are either dead or missing." Thor swallowed, as if remembering some terrible

ordeal. "None of the missing ones have been found."

Rocky recognized their story. It was the cruelty of the battlefield. And the way to survive under such an

environment was equally brutal. Kill or be killed. Leave emotions and friendships behind or end up with

your throat slit or your guts spilled.

"This is the northeast military camp," Joss said. "We are one of several camps occupying key positions

of the Gehenna Border. Our duties are to defend our areas and monitor the enemies." "But this is the

weakest among the camps." Thor shook his head, shoulders slumping. "And the worst in terms of the

strength is its spirit manipulators. We can only deal with minor fights. Whenever a stronger enemy

attacks, we have no choice but to flee if we wish to live."

Rocky frowned. "But all the military camps here are under the Crimson Dragon Group of the Holy

Dragon Empire, right?" Thor nodded as adding, "There are four major army groups in the Holy Dragon

Empire, including the Crimson Dragon. There's the Azure Dragon Group, which consists of the Sky

Army led by General Bryant. The Rime Dragon Group consists of General Marcia's Rime Army. Last is

the Prowess Dragon Group.

The main duty of the Crimson Dragon is safeguarding the Gehenna Border against the enemies from

other countries." Thor continued, "In order to protect the Holy Dragon Empire from invaders, the group

has to be ever vigilant and always on guard." To adequately do the job, the headquarters of the

Crimson Dragon was set up in Draco City near the Gehenna Border. But this had created a problem for

camps like this one.

"The spirit manipulators in this camp, who display outstanding abilities and quick progress in

cultivation, have the chance to get a promotion. It's also possible for those special spirit manipulators to

work at the headquarters," Thor said as excitement lit up in his eyes.

"Not only that, but also the royal spirit manipulators assigned to the Gehenna Border can directly take

the important posts in the headquarters. They don't need to enter the field at all and can work safe and

sound, which is what most of the soldiers in the Crimson Dragon Group have been yearning for. But

because of that, it leaves us depleted and at the mercy of stronger enemies," Thor sighed.

Rocky guessed that he might be the only royal spirit manipulator assigned to a military camp. He might

even be the weakest one. But nobody knew that he was a royal spirit manipulator and the prince of the

Holy Dragon Empire.

A gong reverberated, breaking them from their conversation. It was then that Rocky realized it was

night time.

"It's time for dinner now. Let's go together," Joss said.

"Okay! Wait, guys! Do you know where I can get food for a spirit-manipulated beast?" Rocky looked

toward the corner where Uriah slept.

Thor and Josh stared at the spirit-manipulated beast, mouths agape. They looked from Rocky to Uriah

and back again, eyes alight with admiration and perhaps a touch of envy.

"Rocky, what's the star rating of your spirit-manipulated beast?" Thor asked out of curiosity.

"It's a one-star beast." Rocky fought back the twitch of his lips. Of course, he was lying, but he didn't

worry that this lie would be exposed here. After all, there were no beast evaluators in such a small

military camp. So nobody could tell Uriah's star rating or how strong it was. All the two men now

thought Uriah was only a big beast.

"Oh yeah? I thought it was at least a two-star one," Joss sighed.

"If you need to feed it, you can take your spirit-manipulated beast to the camp's beast stable. There are

people in charge of feeding beasts," Thor answered.

"Got it. You guys go first. I'm not hungry yet," Rocky said after a while.

Thor and Joss looked at each other. Rocky could see their minds working, as if they thought something

was off about him. But neither of them said anything.

After a few moments, they said goodbye and left. Rocky closed the door behind them.

With his back to the door, he thought about his next move. Marcia had sealed the Holy Dragon Bead

inside him. In order to beak the seal, he had to reach the Heavenly Stage by himself. That meant he

had to cultivate like the average spirit manipulators, like Thor and Joss. He did not look forward to the

prospect, but gaining the Heavenly Stage meant reacquiring the power within the Holy Dragon Bead.

At the same time, without the help of his Holy Dragon Bead to draw upon, he had to work harder and Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

longer to reach the Heavenly Stage. He could even imagine the suffering such work brought. He'd seen

it in the eyes and demeanor of Josh and Thor.

But he would never give up. After witnessing the evil power of the Holy Dragon Bead, he knew it to be

more formidable than anything he'd imagined. If he was able to regain that evil power, harness it and

put it to use, he could come back to the Imperial City and take back all that was his, all that he had lost

and had been taken from him.

"The Heavenly Stage," he said to himself. His body longed for it.

"I must grow stronger!" Need for vengeance filled him, so did a craving for power. It coursed through

his body and ran through his veins like molten fire. He would have it.

Focusing his emotions, he settled down, stretching his will through his meridians. Then, with the help of

Uriah's magical saliva, Rocky began cultivating the Vast Nebula Skill.

Today would be the day he began the first true step toward regaining everything he'd lost. And anyone

who stood in his path would eventually feel his wrath.