Mo Hua frowned.
Since he didn’t have the Bloodline of the Great Wilderness, why bother with all this nonsense?
"However," at this moment, the Dragon Emperor continued, "the inheritance of the Great Wilderness isn’t exclusive to the royal line."
"The royals have their royal inheritance."
"The nobles have their noble inheritance."
"And even commoners have their inheritance..."
Mo Hua suddenly realized and nodded, "So, you’re saying I’m a ’commoner’, and I can learn the inheritance of the Great Wilderness commoners?"
"That’s correct." The Dragon Emperor nodded.
The inheritance of the Great Wilderness commoners...
He didn’t care about the difference between royals and commoners.
The Dao of Heaven and Earth, the myriad Taoist Skills, may vary in Grade, and people may have different statuses, but regardless of high or low, strong or weak, they are all parts of the "Great Dao."
Any spell point, as long as it’s usable, useful, and practical, suffices.
There’s no need to pursue something that merely appears "grand and noble."
Moreover, Mo Hua was quite curious about what the inheritance of the Great Wilderness commoners would consist of...
While Mo Hua was deep in thought, the Dragon Emperor continued from above:
"Your Bloodline is not suitable, and the royal inheritance cannot be passed to you. But as for the commoner’s inheritance, I, the emperor, can ’bestow’ it upon you."
Mo Hua nodded and said, "Then bestow it upon me."
The word used was "bestow," but his tone carried a hint of command.
The Dragon Emperor suppressed his dissatisfaction and, with a voice like a booming bell, commanded:
"Then kneel down."
Mo Hua frowned, "Why kneel again?"
The Dragon Emperor solemnly said: "This is the ritual of the Great Wilderness inheritance. You must kneel, submit to the Great Wilderness, submit to the Dragon Vein, and only then can I bestow the inheritance upon you."
Mo Hua sneered, "Then forget it, I don’t want it."
In life, one kneels to the heavens, to the earth, and to their parents; does a mere Great Wilderness royalty deserve his kneeling?
The inheritance of the Great Wilderness, it’s no loss not to have it.
The Dragon Emperor’s gaze darkened, "You don’t want it?"
Mo Hua nodded, "Yes, I don’t want it." Then he added, "Let me go back."
His time was precious; he needed to return to continue researching the Formation.
If the Great Wilderness would not provide these inheritances, he would just figure them out himself, cultivating a dragon of his own.
However, the Dragon Emperor remained silent, unmoving, and after a brief moment shook his head:
"Impossible. You must learn this inheritance!"
Mo Hua sensed something wrong in the atmosphere, his gaze turning unfriendly, "What do you mean?"
The Dragon Emperor’s eyes widened slightly, his aura suddenly shifted, and extending his azure-black claws, flashing with a chilling light, he pointed at Mo Hua with immense pressure, commanding:
"Kneel!"
Mo Hua chuckled coldly, unconcerned, yet in the next instant, his expression shifted slightly.
From the void, a formidable, irresistible force descended abruptly.
A mighty pressure pressed upon him, an eerie force infiltrated his knees, compelling him to kneel.
"This is?!"
Mo Hua was startled inwardly.
He could feel a force akin to a Law enveloping the Dragon Hall.
The dragon’s majesty of the Great Wilderness, combined with the authority of royal power, was insidiously eroding his Divine Thought, bit by bit instilling a desire to "submit," forcing him to kneel.
Mo Hua quickly comprehended the Law of causality within this.
As soon as he knelt, a hint of servitude would arise in his Divine Soul.
Servitude entering the mind would gradually grow and integrate into consciousness, forming habits.
Eventually, he would be habituated into becoming a "slave" to the royal power and dragon’s majesty of the Great Wilderness, willingly subjugated.
This force, using Divine Thought as a medium, was a higher-tier power of "Law."
Even Mo Hua felt an unresistable sensation for a moment; his knees slightly weakened, as if about to slowly kneel.
Mo Hua inwardly sneered, immediately activating his Origin of Dao to resist the infiltration of this "dragon’s majesty."
Simultaneously, he calmed his mind, using meditation with the natural Taoist Skill to suppress the servitude under the royal pressure.
Amidst the mountain-like pressure, Mo Hua remained unmoved.
The Dragon Emperor was taken aback at seeing this, then a gleam flashed in his dragon eyes, revealing an apex aura of someone in supreme authority.
He spoke slowly, each word like a grand tolling bell.
Every syllable oozed with royal authority, filled with Bloodline Power.
"You destroyed the dragon general of this emperor. This emperor is magnanimous, pardoning you, even intending to elevate you, enlisting you in the Imperial Guard."
"This is a reward for you, a grace bestowed upon you."
"You should kneel, devoutly bow, and thank the grand grace of the emperor."
These words contained an eerie charm of enticement.
But Mo Hua remained unbowed, his gaze indifferent.
The Dragon Emperor’s eyes flashed with displeasure and he continued:
"This is the emperor’s grace to you."
"You should feel fortunate, feel honored, should prostrate yourself, kneeling down, deeply feeling the emperor’s magnanimous grace."
"Only then would the emperor bestow the Great Wilderness inheritance upon you."
"You are of low birth, your parents were ordinary, inheriting a lowly Bloodline from your parents."
"Only with the emperor’s grace can you shed your origins, transform and defy fate..."
...
Mo Hua’s face turned cold instantly, his eyes glinting coldly as he pointed at the Dragon Emperor’s nose and cursed: "Old lizard, you dare?"
"What do you qualify as? Daring to speak ill of my parents?"
The Dragon Emperor was stunned, his dragon face full of disbelief.
Having sat on the throne, worshiped by all people for so long, no one had ever dared, before his face, to commit such profanity, to utter such treasonous words!
An outrageous affront!
By law, he ought to be executed and his entire clan wiped out!
No longer composed and dignified as before, the Dragon Emperor’s eyes bulged in anger, his dragon scales rising inversely.
But Mo Hua was equally angry.
"Old scum, who does not know his place!"
He no longer held back, fully activating his Divine Thought of Dao transformation, his entire body bursting into an extremely dazzling and blinding golden light.