While This Seat was in secluded cultivation within my nest, about to reach the new realm of Great Ascension, everything was proceeding smoothly. Once This Seat ascends, This Seat shall bear the traces of a serpent no longer.
(Author Note: "This Seat" (本座 - Běnzuò) is a self-address term that is arrogant and formal, as if telling others that they are beneath you and should know their place.)
This Seat... will become a true dragon. Just a little bit more... just one hundred more years, and This Seat would finally ascend!
Hmph! If it were not for those pesky human cultivators, This Seat would have already ascended long ago!
Those damn human cultivators! They are like pests! The more you kill, the more they come, and the stronger ones arrive!
This Seat was once the sovereign of the Emerald River! The undisputed king!
But all of that changed. It changed about three hundred years ago...
That muscleheaded old cultivator! Xiong Potian!
