"Roaaar!"

Just as the Xuansu Clan was enthusiastically flipping through different newspapers, hoping to find some new content today.

A resonant dragon roar suddenly echoed from the nearby stream.

Soon, a yellow dragon with wings, its body covered in golden scales, flew out from the water.

"Roaaar!"

After circling a few times in mid-air.

The winged dragon, several meters long, then landed next to the Xuansu Clan, transforming into a young child.

The child had golden pupils, horns on his head, and a dragon tail swishing behind him.

"Ying Long?"

"Why have you come back so early today?"

Calling out the child’s name, the Xuansu Clan immediately put down her newspaper.

Although the Xuansu Clan was imprisoned on Hidden Dragon Island, her and Er Tu’s child was never restricted to stay here.

Even the name "Ying Long."

Was a name Er Tu specifically asked Li Boyang to choose after the child was born.

Considering the custom among the mountain people to officially name children only after they turn seven or eight.

The name "Ying Long" felt more like a nickname than an official name.

Er Tu had already planned to ask Li Boyang for a formal name once Ying Long matured and truly grew up.

"Did you have another clash with that little girl who plays with mud?"

Seeing Ying Long’s silence, the Xuansu Clan gently stroked his head and asked softly.

"We didn’t have a clash."

Raising his head stubbornly, Ying Long retorted.

"She just divined that I’d have a blood omen in the near future, like bumping my head."

"So she suggested I come back early to avoid any danger."

"You know her divination talent..."

"The Celestial Being himself acknowledged it, and she’s never been wrong."

Hearing this, the Xuansu Clan blinked in surprise.

She certainly knew about the remarkable abilities of the little girl from Li Family Village.

According to what the Xuansu Clan knew, much of the weather forecast information on the Prophet Daily was divined by that under-five-year-old girl.

Compared to other mountain people skilled in divination, that little girl had never made a mistake.

Predicting when rain would fall, how wide the area would be, and even the precise amount, all without error.

"Isn’t it just a blood omen?"

"Today, I’ll teach you a way to break the omen."

After a brief consideration, the Xuansu Clan chuckled softly.

Then, in Ying Long’s bewildered gaze, her fingertip gently grazed his forehead.

The Xuansu Clan’s movements were so swift that Ying Long felt no pain, but a drop of blood trickled down his forehead.

"See, doesn’t this count as a blood omen?"

Staring blankly for a while, Ying Long incredulously asked back.

"Can this really work?"

Smiling, she wiped off the blood stain from his forehead, continuing to smile as she answered.

"Why not?"

"It’s just a blood omen, never specified what kind."

"Though I’m not as powerful as the Celestial Being, I’ve roamed the outer world for a thousand years as a Deity."

"I’ve encountered such ’fate numerology’ quite a bit. Breaking it can be difficult, yet simple."

"Instead of avoiding it, proactively meeting the calamity is more effective."

Ying Long nodded with vague understanding; he didn’t fully grasp the reasoning but trusted his mother.

Except for the Celestial Being, he’d never seen his mother submit to anyone.

In this, his mother was entirely different from his carefree, idle father.

"If you don’t believe me, you can use your Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman to contact that little girl and see if you still have a blood omen."

Hearing this, a trace of panic appeared on Ying Long’s face.

"When did you find out?"

Ruffling his hair, the Xuansu Clan replied in a half-serious tone.

"I taught you how to hide things; did you think you could fool me?"

"It’s just a Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman."

"I’ve never stopped you from contacting the mountain people from the outside world, but given your unique identity, you must be cautious when interacting with them."

Her gaze inadvertently lingered on Ying Long’s chest as she said this.

Because she knew a red reversed scale protected Ying Long’s heart at that spot.

Regardless of whether Ying Long was in human or dragon form.

That red reversed scale was conspicuous, as if pointing out his weakness.

Er Tu had also sought Li Boyang’s help to find a way to conceal such an obvious weakness.

However, Li Boyang’s response was that the Red Eye Tripod had already merged with Ying Long.

While the reversed scale was his weakness, it was also his strongest armor.

Forcibly removing it would only leave Ying Long with irreparable harm.

In truth, Li Boyang’s words were a bit understated.

To ensure Ying Long’s safe birth, he specifically took a leaf from the Undying Tree and refined it into a pill.

From the moment Ying Long took that pill, he was destined never to separate from the Red Eye Tripod.

Because the name of that pill was "Returning to Truth and Harmony·Qi Nourishing and Strengthening Pregnancy Pill (Immortal Phoenix Gallbladder Version)."

In other words, apart from the Undying Tree leaf.

The other ingredient of the pill, dubbed the "Phoenix Gall," was the Red Eye Tripod.

"I understand your concerns, so I’m always very cautious about hiding myself."

Not disputing the Xuansu Clan’s words, Ying Long silently pulled out the cherished Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman from his pocket.

Compared to its earlier prototype years ago, the current Sound Transmission Talisman truly lived up to its name as a "Thousand-Mile Transmission."

With its intricate octagonal and decagonal structure, it’s hard to believe it’s actually a Talisman.

The shell is made of bronze and shaped into a regular prism...

Inside, it is engraved with dense mantras compatible with the Sound Transmission Talisman...

Simply placing the Sound Transmission Talisman inside, then gently rotating the talisman’s shell, causes the internal current to flow in a predetermined pattern.

During this process, external sound waves are converted into low-frequency electrical signals, then modulated into high-frequency carriers, ultimately transforming into fixed electromagnetic waves for transmission.

At that point, another matching talisman can receive the electromagnetic signal from this side.

Following the reverse process, the electromagnetic signal is converted back to sound waves, enabling communication between the two talismans.

Compared to Li Boyang’s ideal vision of wired telephones and wireless mobile phones.

The current Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman is more akin to an encrypted wireless radio capable of one-on-one communication.

From the formation of this Thousand-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman, it is apparent.

In this new era initiated by Li Boyang, among these ever-evolving Hundred Lands Mountain People.

The modern technological pinnacle from Earth’s previous life—electronic components—has begun to take shape.

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