The second group originates from various Immortal Sect Dao Lineages.
They are formed by the steeds or disciples under some great masters, transforming into dragons, all with legitimate origins.
They belong to the orthodox Dragon Race.
Another group is the Wild Dragon Race.
Most are wild Flood Dragons who have transformed into dragons or Demon Race creatures that have done so.
The identity of wild True Dragons is quite awkward.
They are naturally viewed with hostility by many demon gods, since the Dragon Race is almost born as deities, and most orthodox Dragon Race members are closely allied with Immortal Gods.
This naturally excludes them from being accepted by other demon gods.
On the other hand, if the wild Dragon Race cannot gain recognition from the orthodox Dragon Race, they will fall into an isolated predicament.
This is why the Silver Dome Dragon King seeks to make allies with Canal Dragon Monarchs and similar Lower True Dragons.
Isolation often means increased danger.
"Then, Your Majesty, should my Gao Lake Dragon Palace, Bai Shui Dragon Palace belong to the Sheji Divine Dao, while Your Majesty is an Immortal Cultivator of the Tongshan Dao Lineage..."
Bai Liying frowned.
Zhang Jian was somewhat speechless upon hearing this.
"Princess, there is no need to be so clear about it. Since we've received the Divine Dao Talisman Decree, Gao Lake Dragon Palace, and Bai Shui Dragon Palace naturally belong to the orthodox Dragon Race!"
As they talked, they unwittingly arrived before a grand city.
This was New Pass City of Mushan Province.
Zhang Jian gazed from the void toward the ground below, a grand Red Dust Qi Mechanism rose to meet him from below, yet there were no traces of Dragon Qi or Emperor's Qi.
This state mansion's Human Dao was apparently weakening.
The destination pointed out by Fuyou Daoist was precisely this place.
The Tongshan Dao Lineage detected that New Pass City in Mushan Province had a portal to an Outer Demon Sect.
Tentacles from the Outer Demon Gods extended into here, and certainly, there were traces of some local Immortal Dao Sects and Demonic Sects who sought to alleviate the Tongshan Dao Lineage's pressure and gain some respite.
There are always people who, at such moments, choose to betray for their own interests.
Fuyou Daoist hoped that as Zhang Jian passed by, he would easily locate this Outer Demon Sect gate and, incidentally, rescue the surrounding people.
Whenever an Outer Demon gate appears, regardless of the type of Outer Demon God, it usually requires a blood sacrifice.
Upon arrival, they did not immediately act, searching for the Cultivators stationed here by the Tongshan Dao Lineage.
Instead, they took a stroll around the city, first gathering some information on the various major powers within the city.
New Pass City.
West of the city, the Chen Family.
At this moment, the Chen Family was covered with gloom.
The elders of the Chen Family, along with the main house's eldest son and primary grandchildren, all gathered in the main hall.
The patriarch, Chen Tong, wore an embroidered robe, looking haggard.
Beside him stood a middle-aged man in a azure cloud-patterned brocade robe who forced a smile.
"Patriarch, since the Immortal Master has chosen Xian'Er and Yan'Er, it is the blessing of this brother and sister duo. Perhaps because of Xian'Er and Yan'Er, the Chen Family will prosper!"
Beside him, an elderly man with a cane retorted, "Kang Xian, you haven't been hit by a plank, so you don't know the pain. Xian'Er and Yan'Er are the primary grandson and granddaughter, we've watched them grow up. How can we just send them to Huafeng Sect? You all know Huafeng Sect's style; once inside, there are elimination spots!
Nine out of ten will die!"
The middle-aged man pursed his lips and sneered.
"Fourth Grandfather, what do you mean? Do you want the Chen Family to be buried alongside them?"
"Xian'Er, Yan'Er are the ones you watched growing up. Are the others not? Look at them, do you bear seeing them accompany the burial?"
The middle-aged man pointed at the teenagers behind each main house.
For a moment, the hall felt strangely silent.
Chen Tong sat wooden-faced.
Though the Chen Family had some influence in the Beiyan Dynasty within Mushan Province, after all, they were nothing more than a local noble family, and the family didn't possess Cultivators.
After a pause, he spoke hoarsely.
"Let them go. Our Chen Family has over 130 people. We can't bury them all because of those two young ones!"
"Xian'Er, Yan'Er are my grandchildren, but these young ones are also the pillars of the Chen Family, none of whom can be spared!"
With Chen Tong's decision, other Chen Family members clearly breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Patriarch is wise!"
Heads of each house and old elders stood up to agree.
At this moment, Zhang Jian and Bai Liying were floating above the Chen Family's residence, Zhang Jian's gaze locked on the two detained teenagers.
These two teenagers had delicate and handsome features, the young girl was fair-skinned and had exquisite features, looking gentle and lovely.
"Your Majesty, do they possess any special phylogenetic qualities?"
Bai Liying's Divine Thought scanned, her expression somewhat surprised.
Zhang Jian shook his head.
"I can only say they have the foundational traits for cultivation, possessing Spirit Roots, nothing outstanding, just above average!"
Bai Liying furrowed her brows.
"Your Majesty, should we follow and see later?"
Zhang Jian laughed softly: "I am curious too, what sort of style could instill such fear in these mundane noble families!"
Bai Liying nodded slightly.
The two did not wait long; in the afternoon, they saw a cyan stream of light descend from the sky— it was the Dharma Artifact, Cyan Spirit Ship.
Onboard the Cyan Spirit Ship were two yellow-robed cultivators, looking indifferent.
They emitted a strong Spiritual Pressure, their Dao Practices close to the Peak of Nourishing Spirit.
Chen Tong and Chen Family members brought out the teenagers, standing before the yellow-robed cultivators, silent as cicadas in the cold.
"This is them, not bad!"
After verifying their identities, one of the yellow-robed cultivators with some gray hair at the temples smiled.
"Clan Leader Chen, you should be happy. Entering our Huafeng Immortal Sect is a coveted opportunity for many. Maybe someday, the Chen Family will take pride in this, even transforming into a Cultivation Clan!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Tong remained silent, while the middle-aged man Chen Lan laughed: "What the Immortal Master says is true, our Chen Family will surely prosper because of this!"
"If there are any similar good things in the future, our Chen Family will be glad to assist!"
The two yellow-robed cultivators exchanged glances, each holding a slight smile in their eyes. The middle-aged yellow-robed cultivator patted Chen Lan's shoulder, then, with them swiftly took Chen Xian and Chen Ziyuan, steering the Cyan Spirit Ship into the sky.
Zhang Jian and Bai Liying watched this scene, choosing not to intervene, merely following behind.
The two yellow-robed cultivators then toured the surrounding towns, villages, and even several large cities further afield, gathering more than a dozen teenage cultivators, heading in one direction, clearly intending to return to the Sect.
Half a day later.
Before Guangyuan Mountain.
The Cyan Spirit Ship transformed into a faint cyan light, pierced through the sky, through the cold waterfall before the mountain, into the turbulent invisible barrier.
Zhang Jian swept his gaze over Guangyuan Mountain.
The scenery was exceptionally breathtaking, boasting twelve cold waterfalls, multiple earth springs, jade cliffs, a renowned Spirit Mountain Blessed Land in Mushan Province.
Though in Zhang Jian's eyes, the Huafeng Sect here could only be considered a small ordinary sect.
At this moment, his expansive Primordial Spirit Divine Sense scanned, revealing the entire foundation of Huafeng Sect clearly.
Its strongest were merely three Golden Core Cultivators.
Accompanying Bai Liying, Zhang Jian and his wife moved unhindered, penetrating the magical barrier surrounding Guangyuan Mountain in a flash.
Pursuing the aura of Chen Xian and Chen Ziyuan, they soon arrived at a misty-valley entrance.
Here lay almost ten Cyan Spirit Ships, with nearly three hundred young men and women gathered by the Huafeng Sect's entry-test.
'Entry-test' meant entering the valley ahead and retrieving a unique Seven-leaf Soul-Nourishing Grass from within.
Following a white-clad Foundation Establishment Cultivator's encouragement, nearly three hundred youths were driven into the misty valley.
"These disciples truly start hellish trials!"
Zhang Jian's vast Primordial Spirit Divine Sense scanned the entire valley, shaking his head internally.
Bai Liying's eyes showed surprise; she found her immense Divine Thought couldn't penetrate the valley ahead.
Upon hearing Zhang Jian's words, a slight wonder emerged in her eyes, she couldn't help but ask.
"Husband, is the Outer Demon gate you seek in there?"
Zhang Jian glanced deep into the valley, smiling: "The Outer Demon gate is not within, but those in there should have links to the Outer Demon Gods!"
Bai Liying's eyes brightened: "Your Majesty, it seems you'll soon solve the trouble here!"
Zhang Jian nodded softly.