Even at the peak of her power, the Silver Dragon King had only reached the level of a half-step Divine King. In terms of pure combat strength, she couldn't match Fang Chang's current capabilities—which was precisely why he dared to act so boldly before her.
Recruiting the Silver Dragon King was a crucial part of Fang Chang's plans. Regardless of her actual power, her identity alone could be exploited for significant gains.
When the Dragon God once wreaked havoc in the Divine Realm, he left an indelible mark on the gods. Now, as one of his incarnations, Gu Yue's mere reappearance in the Divine Realm would be enough to unsettle those deities.
True to his word, Fang Chang returned uninvited to the Lake of Life at almost the same time the following day.
Having received Gu Yue's orders and knowing they were no match for him, Di Tian and the others could only watch helplessly as Fang Chang strode directly toward the massive silver dragon egg.
"Miss Gu, Miss Gu..." Fang Chang called out several times, but Gu Yue gave no response.
Yesterday, she had at least projected an illusion to speak with him. Today, she simply shut him out entirely.
With her intelligence and strength, she knew Fang Chang bore her no ill will—at the very least, her safety wasn't at risk. As for whatever nonsense he spouted, she could simply ignore it.
There was a certain type of person who, the more attention you gave them, the more they would pester you endlessly.
"Ah, Miss Gu, you wound me by ignoring me like this." Fang Chang put on a pained expression and casually summoned Di Tian's throne from across the room, placing it beside the silver egg before launching into a lengthy monologue about the Divine Realm.
"The Divine Realm was originally created by the Dragon God, who led a host of divine beasts to establish its former glory."
Gu Yue had no intention of listening, but at this, she unconsciously pressed her ear closer within the egg.
"The Dragon God, in his benevolence, allowed ascended humans to cultivate within the Divine Realm. Yet as these human gods grew stronger, they developed ambitions to dominate it," Fang Chang continued.
"Eventually, the human gods surpassed the divine beasts in power, leading to a great war. The human gods emerged victorious, expelling the Dragon God and his kind from the Divine Realm."
At this point, the silver egg trembled faintly.
Gu Yue had fragmented memories of these events. Though incomplete, pieced together, they aligned roughly with Fang Chang's account.
"How would a mere spider, born only a few thousand years ago, know of such things?" Gu Yue's melodious voice echoed from within the egg.
But now it was Fang Chang who ignored her, continuing relentlessly, "The Dragon God truly suffered—not only defeated but cleaved in two by the God of Slaughter's blade."
"You!" Gu Yue's voice turned furious. "Enough! Stop!"
These were the deepest wounds in her heart, and having them laid bare was unbearable.
"The Dragon God, a king among divine beasts, ended up like this. Meanwhile, the God of Slaughter was celebrated as a hero, revered by the gods and made the Divine Realm's enforcer. Was that fair?"
"I said ENOUGH!" The egg shook violently, emitting pulses of light that made Di Tian and the others freeze mid-action, their attention snapping toward the disturbance.
Yet Fang Chang pressed on, "And the Dragon God's two split incarnations were equally disappointing. One was sealed away in the Forbidden Land of Gods, while the other hid cowardly at the bottom of a lake, clinging to life."
*BANG!*
The moment Fang Chang finished, a surge of soul power shot from the egg straight at his back.
But he was prepared. His "Ultimate Defense" activated instantly, absorbing the brunt of the attack.
The throne's backrest shattered, yet Fang Chang emerged unscathed, merely pushed back a couple of meters. Undeterred, he dragged the remaining base of the throne back to the egg and sat down again—now on what resembled a large stool rather than a throne.
He resumed his merciless taunts, "If this incarnation of the Dragon God had simply hidden from the gods out of fear, she might still be respected as the ruler of soul beasts. But no—she grew afraid of humans too. Had I not intervened, soul beasts would still be nothing more than prey for human soul masters to slaughter for their rings."
"Hmph!" Gu Yue scoffed. "I was injured, in seclusion—unable to act."
"Excuses, nothing but excuses!" Fang Chang shot back. "Admit you were scared of humans. Stop hiding behind pretenses."
By now, Gu Yue understood—Fang Chang was deliberately provoking her.
She retreated into silence, treating his words as empty noise.
For over two hours, Fang Chang continued, deliberately choosing topics that agitated her until she teetered on the edge of a qi deviation.
Finally, he rose and bowed mockingly to the egg. "Miss Gu, that's all for today. I'll take my leave to bathe and rest. Until tomorrow."
"GET OUT! STAY AWAY! I NEVER WANT TO HEAR YOUR VOICE AGAIN!" Gu Yue's scream was nearly hysterical.
Yet on the third day, Fang Chang arrived punctually as ever.
"Miss Gu, I've returned." This time, he produced a steaming roasted dragon from his spatial ring, sitting beside the egg to devour it with relish.
Di Tian's eyes burned with rage. He lunged forward multiple times, only to be restrained by the other beasts.
Inside the egg, Gu Yue gritted her teeth. This bastard was pushing his luck further and further!
"This little black dragon was freshly caught this morning. Delicious—of all the pureblood dragons, black dragons have the best flavor. My offspring love them the most."
Di Tian could endure no longer. Transforming into his true form, he charged—only for Fang Chang to pin him effortlessly with a single finger.
Watching Di Tian struggle futilely, Fang Chang smirked. "Black dragon meat is wonderfully chewy—not as tough as red dragons nor as mushy as green dragons. The only thing that might compare is silver dragon meat... but silver dragons are all beautiful women. What a waste that would be."
"ENOUGH! JUST STOP!" Gu Yue was at her breaking point. "I'm begging you—what do you want from me? Spit it out in one go and spare me this torment!"
"I admire your directness, Miss Gu." Fang Chang took another bite of dragon meat before releasing Di Tian. "You already know why I'm here. You've just been evading the point."
"Going to the Divine Realm with you is impossible. At your current strength, it's suicide. Moreover, my injuries require at least another ten to twenty thousand years to heal," Gu Yue stated bluntly.
"I don't need much from you—just hold off one Divine King for a short time," Fang Chang countered. "As for your injuries, now that I control this entire plane, I can help you recover faster."
He added with a smirk, "Of course, if you refuse, I won't force you. I'll simply visit regularly for... pleasant conversations."
"I... Fine. I'll go." Her voice began furious but ended in resigned agony.