All My Disciples Suck!

"What's that sound?…

"Bringing me back to reality …

"Why did my Dreamforce seal disappear?" The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor slowly opened its eyes.

At the moment of awakening, boundless memories slowly surged back. The True Dragon Ancient Realm was attacked by the Myriad Demons Realm.

That world-shaking battle continued for thousands of years.

Countless true dragons had fallen. The Five-clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor was helplessly watching its fellow clansmen, children, and brethren die miserably at the hands of the savage and terrifying fiends.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor was filled with grief and indignation as he fought against the invading Ancient Devil and Void Monarch!

That battle had continued for a hundred years.

In the end, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor killed the Void Monarch. However, before his death, the Void Monarch had unleashed his strongest curse.

Despair Spell!

It struck the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor's dragon soul.

Although he had repelled the invasion of the Myriad Demons Realm, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor had no choice but to leave the True Dragon Ancient Realm. He casually found an extremely weak lower realm and landed there.

The Despair Curse was extremely sinister.

As long as the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor woke up and activated the Despair Curse, the pain, hatred, despair, and despair of the True Dragons would turn into a terrifying curse and attack the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor’s mind!

The Five Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor had tried to dispel this curse. However, this curse was unleashed by the Void Monarch right before his death. It was extremely powerful.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor tried several times but failed.

The most intense one had even caused the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor's body to become unbalanced, causing it to dump a huge pile of True Dragon's shit.

The most terrifying part of the curse was that the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor had once again tasted the miserable deaths of its clansmen, brethren, and children.

Despair, loneliness, depression, and all sorts of negative emotions would strike the heart of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor!

Ever since the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor arrived in the lower world, he hadn't moved at all. Through the power of the seal, he had sealed his consciousness in his dreams to reduce the impact of the curse.

It had endured for a hundred years. But now, even Dreamscape was corroded by the curse, and the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor could no longer endure it.

Once he couldn't take it, his mind would crumble. The curse power would completely corrode him, causing the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor to fall and turn into a cursed dragon.

At that time, if he lost his rationality, he would destroy everything. This was the lower realm he had descended to.

"Forgive me …" The Five-clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor opened his eyes.

Knowing that he was about to die, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor wanted to take a look. Just what was it that woke him.

This sight …

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Emperor was stunned.

Sixty miles away.

A group of weak human cultivators were dancing in an unknown manner?

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor took a closer look.

This dance was very mysterious. All of the human cultivators who were dancing were filled with shyness and unwillingness. They were filled with anger, as well as complicated emotions such as collapse.

But it just so happened …

Accompanied by that strange melody, this orderly movement was strangely filled with vitality.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor recalled those young children it had just given birth to.

All of them were so cute.

All of them were so naive and lively!

This group of human cultivators had a similar feeling.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor was quietly watching.

After the song ended, the human cultivators looked at him in surprise. After whispering to each other, they immediately danced a second time.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Emperor did not say anything. Instead, it continued to watch.

This dance was not beautiful!

It didn't have any magical energy, nor any natural laws, Dao Insights, or heaven-defying power!

It was just that it possessed an indescribable aura of intent!

It seems to be called something.

The aura of a sable’s breath?

This feeling made the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor feel very comfortable.

For the first time in a hundred years, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor felt a sense of comfort. It was as if he had been lightly healed.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Emperor slowly turned his body and adjusted his posture to avoid disturbing the human cultivators.

Just like that, it opened its eyes and continued to watch.

Once, once, once again!

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Emperor felt as if he was about to devour all of his negative emotions. He was slowly dissipating and being suppressed.

This was something that had never happened in over a hundred years.

At the same time …

"Brother… Brother Noodles, how long will we be jumping?"

"Screech! Continue jumping!"

"That's right, Brother Lufei and the others have started to steal the SH. We must hold on!"

"Brothers, if you're a man, you'll have to keep jumping a hundred times!"

"Hold the grass, I want to die!"

"Hold the grass, before you die, jump a hundred times!"

Ever since they discovered that the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor had really woken up and opened its eyes wide, the players were all excited.

However, they quickly calmed down and continued to follow their brother's orders.

Fortunately, everyone had broken through to the Spirit Vein Realm. Their physical strength was astonishing. Not counting the six hours of practice, everyone jumped for ten hours!

Wang Lufei and the others had stolen a quarter of the six-story-tall True Dragon's shit!

"Wait!" At this moment, First Iceman called out and stopped.

"Hmm?" Wang Lufei and the other two turned around.

"We … didn't we come to play games? Aren’t we here to cultivate? Why are we stealing SH now?" First Iceman felt like something was wrong.

"Then … you want to go to broadcast aerobics?" Wang Lufei asked.

First Iceman looked into the distance. The 67 naked figures instantly understood.

"I was born to steal! *Cough cough cough* Continue, continue~" First Iceman had a righteous look on his face …

However, the accumulated time had jumped to close to 16 hours, and the players were almost at their limit.

“Everyone! Stop!" After the last round of jumping, Beef Noodles let out a long breath and stopped moving.

"Brother Noodles?" Many players looked at Beef Noodles, all of them exhausted.

The main thing was mental exhaustion.

"Let's stop here today. Everyone log off and go online tomorrow. Let's continue!" Beef Noodles said.

Then, Beef Noodles fell to the ground and fell asleep. Obviously, he had logged off at light speed.

"???" The 66 players looked at each other and thought about it.

Damn it, log off first. I haven't rested for 16 hours, my life is more important!

As a result, the players logged off and fell to the ground.

“Hm?" Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor was quite shocked. Seeing the small human cultivators in the distance stop dancing, they fell asleep and felt quite disappointed.

"Hmm … Such a weak human should have rested for a while …" The Five Clawed Golden Dragon Emperor thought about it and expressed his understanding.

As a result, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Ancestor slowly closed its eyes and lowered its head, sinking into a deep sleep.

At this moment.

Earth …

An illusory youth took off his virtual helmet and sat in front of the computer.

Di Di Di! A message sounded out and the young man opened it.

“Illusion, I haven't heard from you in a long time. How are those floating airships? Also, the mini-satellite you made last month was very good! Boss has already arranged a bonus of eight million blades for you to turn around!"

"Illusion, what are you doing?"

“Return quickly!"

Illusion looked at the message and replied in confusion.

"Today, I danced 16 hours of broadcast aerobics."

"???"

The other side sent three question marks.

"Hold the grass!" Illusion was taken aback. He quickly withdrew the message, turned off the computer at the speed of light and fell asleep …