Bamboo Chest Chapter Six: Leaping the Dragon Gate

“What are you trying to do?!”

Lu Yun hurried after Yuan Bai, anxiously asking.

This fellow was too restless, acting recklessly—truly incompatible with him!

Yuan Bai chuckled, “Uncle, you don’t understand. When attempting to leap the Dragon Gate by the sea, one misstep means falling back to the cave realm. We take advantage of that to extort him…”

Lu Yun’s face darkened as he grabbed Yuan Bai by the collar.

Yuan Bai staggered and fell to the ground, clutching his backside with a look of indignation.

“You don’t want to go and yet you’re stopping me?!”

“Shut up and come quietly with me to Qianjing City.”

Glancing at the magnificent Dragon Gate aura, Lu Yun’s curiosity stirred—wondering if that person could truly make the leap to become a dragon.

“Just watch for a while, don’t disturb anyone.”

“Uncle, you’ll regret this,” Yuan Bai said with arms crossed, snorting coldly. “Such a great opportunity, and you’re passing it up? May heaven strike you down… Hey, hey! Don’t press on my head!”

Lu Yun pressed Yuan Bai down on the sand, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

“You’d better behave. I still remember the way back.”

At these words, Yuan Bai immediately quieted, sitting cross-legged on the sandy ground like Lu Yun, gazing into the distance with occasional murmurs of awe.

“This momentum far surpasses an ordinary Dragon Gate. That person is definitely extraordinary!”

Lu Yun watched silently, his thoughts stirring.

Between heaven and earth, the golden gate seemed to drift farther away. The golden dragon roared as it soared into the sky, piercing the clouds.

Within the ethereal shape of the golden dragon, a figure in white could faintly be seen.

A fierce wind swept by, forcing Lu Yun to squint and press down his bamboo hat.

The dragon’s roar echoed through the heavens, filled with desolate sorrow.

“Pfft, pfft, pfft, failed.”

Yuan Bai spat out sand from his mouth, tears still clinging to the corners of his eyes.

“Uncle, if you’d listened to me, we might have extorted a fortune after his failure to leap the Dragon Gate. Ah, ah, ah, two surefire deals lost... a huge loss...”

“No!”

Suddenly, Lu Yun pointed toward the distance, “What’s that?”

As Yuan Bai turned to look, Lu Yun yanked him up, causing the world to spin before their eyes.

“What are you doing?!” Yuan Bai shouted angrily.

“Someone’s making a move!”

Lu Yun sprinted forward, glancing back.

Far above, in the distant sky, an arrow struck the white-clad figure first, causing the white robe to flutter like a withered magnolia drifting in the wind.

Blood spilled, forlorn amid the swirling sand.

After the arrow, a dark mass of people surged forward on the wind.

“A big player,” Yuan Bai muttered dumbfounded, “Really lost out...”

“Shut up!”

Lu Yun’s heart jolted. Who were these people, and why had they provoked them?

Behind them surged a terrifying momentum. Lu Yun had no choice but to flee with Yuan Bai for their lives.

This group clearly bore hostile intent; being captured meant certain death.

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared before Lu Yun, sword raised, blocking his path.

A bloodstained white robe adorned a breathtaking beauty, like a celestial fairy.

The woman’s face was cold and aloof, yet her sword tip trembled slightly.

“Save my life…”

Yuan Bai gaped, turning to stare fixedly at the woman before him, unbelieving.

“Wow, I didn’t mishear, someone at the Dragon Gate realm has an external body? What’s happening in this world?!”

The woman bit her red lip lightly, casting a glance at the pursuing hunters diving from the sky as if making a decision. She stepped forward abruptly, extending her other hand.

Lu Yun remained motionless.

The young man didn’t want to move; he simply couldn’t.

The woman’s fingertip brushed Lu Yun’s brow, and in the next moment, he seemed transported to an ocean.

A bright moon rose above the sea, where a golden dragon leapt from the vast waves, splashing immense spray.

Huge water droplets floated in the air, reflecting countless moons, shimmering with dazzling radiance.

The golden dragon lowered its head slightly, meeting Lu Yun’s gaze—he looked as small as a mayfly.

Lu Yun could even feel the dragon’s breath. The immense vitality forced him to step back.

In the Wild World, besides Yang Zhi, was there another flood dragon?

But his intuition told him this figure was definitely not Yang Zhi.

“What’s your name?”

The golden dragon spoke human words, its voice tinged with fatigue.

The boy surprisingly detected a hint of... gentleness?

“Lu Yun...” the youth answered instinctively.

The dragon’s bright eyes slowly raised its claws.

“Lu Yun, from this day forward, we live and die together...”

“You dare!”

At that moment, the moon above the sea suddenly exploded, the floating water droplets shattered into countless fragments.

Lu Yun’s eyes widened.

He saw an axe.

An enormous axe cleaving the moon, as if it could split heaven and earth, descending from the very center of the world.

Like the moon’s reflection split gently in the water and slowly healing, the moonlight remained bright but dimmer than before, losing its former brilliance.

The mighty axe cut through everything, charging straight toward the golden dragon.

The dragon twisted its body, roaring fiercely.

“Punishment!”

A heavy, solemn voice echoed through heaven and earth. Lu Yun’s mind wavered, and the golden dragon seemed to split under the giant axe, turning into an illusion.

Darkness swiftly enveloped him, and Lu Yun heard nothing more.

...

In the Wild World, a scholar gently pressed the arm of a rough man.

“Enough, Niudao,” the scholar said softly.

“Mr. Zhou, this flood dragon may have something to do with that person from Haoran World…”

“It doesn’t change the big picture.”

The scholar surnamed Zhou raised his other hand lightly in the air.

In the next moment, the three moons of the Wild World appeared in broad daylight.

“One bright radiance, granting you a true Dragon Gate.”

The scholar swept his sleeve, and the moon on the right slowly dimmed, losing nearly sixty percent of its moon soul.

Niudao’s face showed shock; he hadn’t expected the scholar to act so.

“A little gamble to pass the time,” the scholar said faintly, folding his sleeves.