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"Isn't that ice?!" he exclaimed in surprise.

Judging by the posture of the dragons below and their talk of teleportation arrays, this is nothing short of opium smuggling!

The Dragon Clan even has its own Heisenberg!

Ze Xia nodded, her brow furrowed. "I never imagined that the trade of Pink Bloom Flowers was banned centuries ago, even in my childhood. The ban was so strict that anyone found cultivating the plant would be imprisoned and severely punished. How dare these dragons do this?"

"Looks like the profits are substantial," Yarrow remarked, nodding.

It seems that no matter where you are, this kind of trade is a high-risk, high-reward endeavor.

"After I became the Dragon King, I learned about the profits of this stuff. A kilogram of Youtang can be exchanged for an entire ship of high-quality silk among humans."

Ze Xia looked puzzled. "But the Dragon Clan's greatest asset is resources. Almost every dragon's collection of gems is enough to buy several small human cities. Dragons don't have much of a concept of trade, so why would they risk being exiled to do this?"

"More importantly, their trading partners should be the Demon Clan, right? Judging from their conversation, that Sprite came here to discuss business too," Yarrow said, turning to her. "It seems that besides the Reincarnation Incident, there's something else to worry about."

Ze Xia clicked her tongue in annoyance.

She still doesn't know if that Sprite is related to the Reincarnation Incident, but one wave subsides only for another to rise.

A smuggling incident within the Dragon Clan like this should have been recorded if it had been resolved. She would have been able to learn about it immediately after becoming the Dragon King.

But she recalled all the Dragon Clan chronicles she had read, and there were no reports of handling such an incident.

In other words, these dragons have never been caught. They might still be doing this kind of thing even now.

As the Dragon King, she hasn't noticed such a big thing, which is truly a dereliction of duty.

She scanned the dragons below, only recognizing one of them, the one holding the slate and checking the quantities.

He had prominent spikes on his head and had participated in several ceremonies. The Dragon Clan called him Thorn Hook.

He seemed to have finished checking and put away the slate, then lay down to rest.

Yarrow whispered to Ze Xia, "Now that we're in the memory, why not seize this opportunity to catch them all, interrogate them for information, and then punish them when we return to reality?"

Ze Xia lowered her head and pondered, then shook her head. "Let's observe for now. I want to see what's happening here."

After a moment, a heavy dragon's roar echoed through the cave.

They saw a giant dragon with black feathers walking out from deeper within the cave.

"That's Rebaton, the father of the dragon who attacked you before, and a former member of the Council of Elders," Ze Xia whispered.

Behind the black-feathered dragon Rebaton was the tiny, ghostly green Sprite, who was now anxiously flying around Rebaton.

"You have to understand that I'm just a messenger, and my words don't carry weight. If you want to renegotiate, I'll go back and tell them. Making a decision like this directly is really..."

Rebaton suddenly raised his claw and, like swatting a mosquito, slammed the Sprite into the ground, leaving only half of its head exposed. He lowered his huge head and said in a deep voice to the Sprite:

"I've made it very clear. There's no room for negotiation. Three hundred boxes of Pink Bloom Flowers for four high-level magical artifacts. No bargaining."

"His Majesty will be unhappy," the Sprite said with difficulty, pinned down.

"I don't care what he thinks. You go and do it right now. The plan is about to begin. If there's a problem in this place, I'll be even more unhappy," Rebaton said coldly.

"Old Baton..."

A dragon called him.

"What is it?" Rebaton turned his head impatiently.

"Uh, Dis said that the application to use the teleportation altar was rejected. We have to send these things over ourselves," the dragon said cautiously.

Hearing this news, Rebaton fell silent, then suddenly raised his dragon claw and slammed it on the ground, creating a large pit with a bang, right next to the Sprite, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to breathe.

"Elga..."

Rebaton muttered in a low voice, filled with resentment.

"That bastard can only use this kind of method to stop us. Heh heh, it doesn't matter. After my plan succeeds, dragons like him are not worthy of living in Dragon Valley."

Hearing these words, Yarrow and Ze Xia on the cave wall both sensed something.

"Why do I feel like he's planning a rebellion?" Yarrow said.

Ze Xia also frowned. As far as she knew, Rebaton had always been a relatively honest and docile dragon in the Dragon Clan, rarely having conflicts with any dragons. Except for a few times when he debated with Elga in his capacity as an elder, he had almost no other dark spots.

Compared to him, his son Resos seemed even more rebellious. Not only did he collude with the Demon Clan, but he also wanted to impeach her and force her to step down from the throne when she was turned into this before.

She didn't expect that these two father and son were actually the same.

"If Rebaton has never been exposed, then what exactly is he plotting now?"

There are really too many unstable factors in the Dragon Clan.

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She felt her brain was a bit chaotic for a moment, and she frowned and rubbed her temples.

At this moment, Yarrow pushed her.

"Hey, look at that."

Ze Xia looked over and saw Rebaton throwing a slate to the earth-colored dragon.

"Notify all the dragons on this list and tell them to gather at the old place tomorrow. I want to revise the plan!"

"Let's act now, get that slate, and you can go back to reality and kill those rebels one by one, right?" Yarrow said.

Ze Xia was silent for a moment. Although she still wanted to see what they would do next, she also wanted to know who those hidden dangers within the Dragon Clan were even more.

After hesitating for a moment, she nodded.

"I definitely can't beat Rebaton with my current strength. Are you confident?" she asked.

Now her own strength is still at the level of three hundred years ago. If she wants to take action, she can only rely on Yarrow.

"Don't worry. It's definitely impossible in reality, but this is a dream," Yarrow chuckled.

He stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion in the void towards the slate, as if pulling it back.

Suddenly, the slate slipped from the earth-colored dragon's claws and flew towards the cave wall above.

But Yarrow overlooked one thing.

The slate looked small in the dragon's hand, and because he was far away, he had a mistaken reference. In reality, the slate that flew over was the size of a wall, and with a bang, it smashed in front of them.

He and Ze Xia were both knocked to the ground by the impact.

"What are you doing!" Ze Xia yelled at him as she got up.

"Mistake! Mistake!" Yarrow exclaimed, quickly trying to shrink the slate into a small piece and holding it in his palm.

"You're useless! You dropped it as soon as I gave it to you!"

Rebaton was anxious when he saw the slate flying out. He immediately opened his wings and chased after it.