The Ancestor Hatches, and the Whole Sect Raises the Little One

The Yanxing Sect was once descended from dragons, but after generations of intermarriage with humans, its bloodline grew diluted. These days, the sect's disciples could no longer even use magic.

With the sect in decline and a rival sect watching like a hawk, the sect leader decided to sacrifice his life at this moment of peril. He would cast a forbidden time spell to summon their founding ancestor from ten thousand years ago and save the sect.

The good news was that the spell worked.

The bad news was...

The disciples stared at the unhatched dragon egg in the formation, exchanging bewildered looks.

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After the entire sect cared for it painstakingly, the dragon egg finally hatched.

A little girl with silver dragon horns on her head turned over inside the shell, rubbed her eyes, and sat up. She leaned over the shell and tilted her head at the crowd kneeling before her, calling her "Ancestor."

She let out a soft sigh, and everyone immediately tensed.

Her bright, dewy eyes blinked. "...I'm hungry."

The disciples immediately pooled the entire sect's resources to find food that suited the little dragon's taste and toys she would like. They built a beautiful, luxurious palace and a hot spring pool where she could swim and bathe.

Everyone in the sect was utterly absorbed in raising their little dragon, completely forgetting the danger lurking nearby.

Until one day, the rival sect arrived at their doorstep with a large army.

The sect members fought to the death but were still no match for their enemies. The little dragon, protected behind them, frowned and gently raised her little hand.

Suddenly, torrential rain poured from the sky, and bolts of lightning struck the rival sect's cultivators with perfect accuracy. They fell to the ground, charred to cinders.

The sect leader, his dragon's wrath provoked, spoke in a childish voice: "You can't bully my servants, um... descendants!"

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At the bottom of a bottomless abyss, beside a dark pool untouched by sunlight, a little black dragon woke up.

His parents and clan had long since perished. He was all alone, quietly waiting to die.

He thought he was the last dragon in the world. But one day, he suddenly raised his head in shock. Had he caught the scent of another dragon?

The little black dragon changed into a human child. Usually a homebody and painfully shy, he decided for the first time to leave the abyss and see the outside world.

He soon found the other dragon. The little silver dragon girl before him wore a lavish little dress, with pearl and jade ornaments twined around her horns. Her beautiful silver-scaled tail glittered in the sunlight.

Ashamed of himself, he tried to hide his pitch-black tail behind his back.

"You're a dragon too? But why are you so black and ugly?"

The silver dragon girl looked at the little black dragon, who seemed poor and homeless from head to toe. She chewed on her finger and thought for a moment, then generously offered, "How about you become my underling and follow me? I'll make sure you eat and drink well!"

The little black dragon said nothing. He simply lowered his head and gently touched her hand with his horns.

Among dragons, touching someone's hand with your horns is the highest form of respect. It means you offer yourself as their master, bowing your head as their servant.

An invincibly adorable, stunning little silver dragon girl X a gloomy, antisocial, loyal little black dragon who feels inferior around the heroine

The whole sect dotes on and raises the little dragon in the early and middle parts of the story. The heroine will grow up later on.

Synopsis screenshot dated 2024.01.12

Theme: Working together toward the shared goal of raising their ancestor well