First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System-Chapter 293: Monkey

Orion and Edgar stepped out of Limitless Haven, the soft golden sunlight washing gently over their figures as they emerged onto the bustling streets of the Central Market District.

The energetic sounds of vendors enthusiastically calling out their goods, along with the lively chatter of merchants and customers haggling, once again enveloped them.

The two made their way through the vibrant marketplace, calmly navigating between the crowded stalls. Edgar moved steadily at Orion’s side, his watchful eyes constantly scanning their surroundings with vigilance.

Soon enough, they approached their obsidian-black carriage, elegantly parked near the market’s entrance.

However, Orion’s steps abruptly slowed, his eyebrows lifting slightly in bemusement at the scene before him. Lucan lay sprawled lazily across the driver’s seat, eyes shut, mouth slightly agape, snoring softly.

Edgar sighed softly, shaking his head in mild exasperation. "This brat never changes," he muttered quietly.

Orion chuckled gently, approaching the carriage. He reached out, lightly tapping Lucan’s shoulder. "Brother Lucan, wake up. We’re heading back."

Lucan jolted awake instantly, eyes blinking rapidly in confusion before settling on Orion’s calm yet amused face.

Immediately, he grinned sheepishly, quickly sitting upright and grabbing the reins. "Oh, Young Master! You’re finally back? I was... just resting my eyes a bit."

Orion’s lips curved into a knowing smirk, not bothering to point out Lucan’s earlier dramatic antics. "Of course, you were."

Edgar lightly shook his head, suppressing a small smile as he boarded the carriage first, followed by Orion, who stepped gracefully into the luxurious compartment.

Lucan swiftly composed himself, shaking the reins gently and guiding the carriage smoothly back onto the main street toward Helstorm Mansion.

As the carriage moved away from the bustling market, Orion leaned back comfortably against the plush seat cushions, thoughtfully gazing outside the window.

The scenery shifted from lively market streets to the quieter roads lined with well-tended gardens and grand residences, signaling their approach to the mansion.

***

Meanwhile, in a tranquil space beyond the known realms, an endless, silent darkness stretched infinitely.

Here, the profound stillness remained undisturbed except by the slow, rhythmic breathing of a colossal ancient dragon, its massive body coiled gracefully within the eternal void.

Its scales, an iridescent mix of deep blues and shimmering golds, gleamed softly, as if illuminated by distant stars.

Across from the great dragon, sitting calmly at a simple wooden table floating impossibly amidst the void, was Echo. He held a small porcelain cup, sipping tea serenely, his eyes gazing steadily at the slumbering dragon.

After a few quiet moments, the ancient dragon’s massive eyes slowly opened, revealing pupils filled with swirling mysteries of Time itself.

Its deep voice resonated through the tranquil void with a weary sigh. "Did you truly need to teach them such a harsh lesson, Primordial Emperor?"

Echo’s expression remained calm, but his voice carried a subtle yet firm conviction. "Yes. I’ve stayed silent for far too long. The new emperors seem to have forgotten the days when I once ruled the realms. It was time for a gentle reminder."

The massive dragon, the Time True Dragon Emperor, exhaled slowly, a ripple of temporal energy washing softly through the darkness.

"Very well. I will speak to the Space True Dragon Emperor and the others about this incident. We will ensure the matter rests here, preventing unnecessary conflict from escalating."

Echo calmly inclined his head in acknowledgment, setting his cup gently upon the floating table. "That would be for the best."

A quiet pause settled briefly before Echo’s eyes sharpened slightly with curiosity, smoothly changing the topic. "Tell me, old friend, what about those who left to explore the unknown? How many have departed?"

The Time True Dragon Emperor shifted his massive form slightly, his enormous scales whispering gently against the fabric of space-time as he considered Echo’s question carefully.

"A few Emperors and many of their most loyal aides and friends have embarked upon their journeys into the Beyond. More significantly," the dragon’s voice took on an amused undertone, "that reckless monkey stormed into the Origin Realm, gathered several willing Emperors, and boldly shattered the barriers of our Chiliocosm with his staff to explore the unknown."

Echo raised an intrigued eyebrow, mild surprise flickering briefly across his usually composed expression. "Oh? Victorious Fighting Buddha himself left our Chiliocosm? How did the Jade Emperor react to this news?"

At this, the great dragon released a hearty, resonant laugh, the sound shaking through the silent expanse with genuine mirth. "Hahaha! You should have seen it. Upon hearing this news, that old man was so delighted he held a grand celebration lasting ten days and ten nights."

Echo chuckled gently, a rare genuine smile appearing briefly upon his serene features. "I can easily imagine his delight. But what about Tathagata? Didn’t he attempt to dissuade the monkey from leaving?"

The dragon grew quiet, his massive head nodding slowly with thoughtful solemnity. "Indeed, I visited Tathagata personally to discuss this matter. He calmly informed me that each individual has their own path to follow, and Victorious Fighting Buddha had decisively chosen his own."

Echo fell silent, contemplating the dragon’s words deeply. His expression grew subtly distant, reminiscing thoughtfully. "Victorious Fighting Buddha was among the most formidable warriors during the Great Battle. I had expected him to spend his remaining years quietly within the Chiliocosm, yet now he’s ventured forth into the unknown once again."

The Time True Dragon Emperor released a soft, knowing sigh, his voice turning quietly serious. "Interestingly, he left behind a legacy, Echo. While I have not personally verified the claim, rumors state that he left Ruyi Jingu Bang behind and turned it into a spatial treasure filled with trials, capable of inter-realm transportation."

At this revelation, Echo’s eyes flashed sharply with genuine surprise and skepticism. His voice carried evident doubt. "Ruyi Jingu Bang? His treasured staff? Impossible. That staff was bound deeply to his soul. There must be some misunderstanding or deception in your information." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The great dragon solemnly nodded, acknowledging Echo’s disbelief with deep seriousness. "I fear the same. I do not believe that proud monkey would willingly leave behind Ruyi Jingu Bang—the weapon so closely tied to his own legend and very existence."

The tranquil space fell into profound silence, both Echo and the Time True Dragon Emperor becoming absorbed in their own contemplations, carefully considering the deeper implications of this puzzling news.

If Victorious Fighting Buddha had truly departed without his treasured staff, it hinted at deeper mysteries—possibly threats—that even beings of their stature were unaware of.

Such an event could herald unforeseen changes across their Chiliocosm, potentially affecting the balance of power among realms and Emperors.

Echo quietly lifted his porcelain cup, sipping his tea slowly, his gaze becoming distant as he mulled over the potential consequences of this unprecedented development.

Beside him, the massive dragon’s ancient eyes likewise grew distant, his thoughts diving deeply into the intricate currents of time, searching for clarity amidst uncertainty.

Together, they sat silently, two powerful existences contemplating the hidden threads weaving through the vast cosmos, aware that new storms might soon approach, testing their Chiliocosm’s fragile peace once more.

***

Back inside the Thunderpeak Kingdom, the obsidian-black carriage rolled gracefully into the expansive grounds of Helstorm Mansion.

The rhythmic clatter of hooves against polished cobblestones echoed gently as Lucan expertly guided the carriage to a smooth stop near the mansion’s main entrance.

Stepping down onto the polished marble path, Orion took a deep breath, gazing thoughtfully toward the serene blue sky above. The warm afternoon sunlight bathed his features softly, accentuating the subtle maturity and determination reflected in his dual-colored eyes.

’Hmm, I got back earlier than expected,’ Orion thought to himself, a faint smile playing on his lips. ’Might as well head inside and train later.’