The Dragon Collector

[The modern-day story, The Demon Inn, is complete] Pies don't fall from the sky, but dragons do. Young Master Peng was sitting at home minding his own business when a dragon came crashing down and smashed his courtyard wall for no reason at all. Ever since that dragon showed up uninvited, Young Master Peng realized that nothing around him was quite right. Demons and monsters of every kind began revealing themselves, and even Doctor Zhou of Jiren Hall turned out to be no ordinary person! The Dragon King who fell from the heavens has thrown the peaceful world into chaos, and has no choice but to embark on a one-way journey to make amends. Young Master: Weren't dragons supposed to bring good luck? Where's the good luck in this? What use is this dragon to me, anyway? Can't you people in heaven drop something useful for once, like money? Later, Young Master Peng realized that apart from being unable to turn into a dragon, the Dragon King could do just about anything. He could speak the language of birds, communicate with beasts, revive a bird with his breath, grow a tree from a date pit he spat out, catch a city gate plaque in midair, and tear down iron railings with his bare hands. Dragon King: Am I useful or not? Young Master: Useful? You're incredibly useful. In eighteen generations of my family, no one has ever seen someone as useful as you. Dragon King: ...You'd better stop talking. Sharp-tongued, big-hearted young master who takes on the Three Realms, gong x Aloof on the outside but warmhearted within, a dragon lord who never says what he means, shou Reader's Guide: · [Important] Hard-core gong fans, please steer clear. This may upset you, so it's better not to read it. You'll be happier, and so will I. · 1v1, happy ending. Young master gong, Dragon King shou. · The geography is partly fictional, though some places are based on real locations. Please don't confuse the two. Theme: