Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Blooming Sanctuary.

"Selene has broken through the challenge!"

"Selene, you're finally out!"

Accompanied by the joyful cheers of many female disciples, Selene emerged, her face bearing traces of hardship.

After enduring several days of intense training and the infusion of spiritual energy from the Blooming Sanctuary, her damaged spiritual foundation had finally been repaired.

Ever since her battle with Timothy at the auction, her spiritual resolve had been greatly affected.

Timothy's punch had not only shattered her pride in her talents but also left a deep wound in her spiritual resolve.

This had caused Selene's cultivation to stagnate for days, and her spiritual resolve faced the threat of collapse multiple times.

Fortunately, during this period of recovery, she had managed to heal the scars on her spiritual resolve.

The disciples of Blooming Sanctuary continuously praised her: "As expected of the Holy Maiden's sister, Selene is truly formidable. Not only is her talent unparalleled, but her temperament also far exceeds that of ordinary people. Even with a damaged spiritual resolve, she managed to repair it in such a short time!"

"That's right, now that her spiritual resolve is repaired, it will surely be as solid as a rock, enhancing further! The previous damage to her spiritual resolve can't be seen as a bad thing, but rather as an opportunity for Selene!"

Selene nodded slightly, seemingly in agreement with what the surrounding disciples were saying.

Unintentionally, she clenched her fists tightly, her gaze sharp as a blade: "Timothy, just you wait. Although I lost to you last time, the next time we meet, I will take back everything and defeat you completely!"

Without saying a word, Selene's body inadvertently radiated a chilling aura.

"Such a firm resolve, it's hard to believe that it's only been a few days since we last saw her, and Selene's spiritual resolve and willpower have already reached such heights."

"I can't think of anyone among her peers who could defeat Selene."

The disciples couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of their hearts.

But just as they were speaking, someone suddenly looked up at the distant sky in shock and exclaimed, "That's... a dragon!"

Unnoticed, a thin layer of clouds had covered the sky.

Though not thick, the thin clouds stretched far into the distance.

Where the dragon flew, rain followed.

Within the clouds, a majestic sea-blue dragon moved through the clouds, its presence commanding.

"Wait, that's no ordinary dragon!"

Someone incredulously stared at the sky: "Those golden horns...

This dragon isn't just any dragon, but a Dragon King with the Ancestral dragon bloodline!"

"A Dragon King?!

Why would a Dragon King appear here?!"

As everyone's gaze converged on the sky, they discovered something even more unimaginable.

There was a figure riding on the back of the blue dragon!

Someone riding a dragon?

Impossible!

Dragons, known for their pride, would never submit to humans.

Especially not a Dragon King soaring through the skies!

Who could possibly be so formidable as to tame a Dragon King in such a shocking manner!

Unlike the panicked disciples around her, Selene was much calmer.

Her expression was as serene as a still pond, seemingly unconcerned.

"A Dragon King? I'm curious to see who could pull off such a feat."

A faint glow enveloped her eyes as she activated her ability to see great distances. Even scenes miles away were clearly visible to Selene.

She looked at the figure riding on the dragon.

But the moment Selene saw clearly who it was.

Suddenly, she stepped back, her usually icy face instantly showing a look of terror.

Her eyes were filled with deep fear, as if recalling something that terrified her immensely.

In just a moment, the fear she felt when Timothy had brutally defeated her completely engulfed her.

That devil-like figure once again turned into an inescapable shadow, looming over Selene's heart.

She had thought she could forget, believed that after repairing her spiritual resolve, she could escape the fear Timothy brought her.

But she realized she was wrong, completely wrong.

The fear from that time had deeply etched scars in her heart, scars that couldn't be erased no matter what.

The name Timothy had become a lifelong shadow for her.

Her body trembled, her legs weakened, and suddenly, Selene collapsed to the ground.

Her eyes, once cold and resolute, now stared blankly ahead.

Fear overwhelmed her again, and a tear traced down her cheek.

"Crack."

She thought she could hear the sound of her spiritual resolve shattering.

"Selene's spiritual resolve... it's damaged again!"

"Selene, Selene, what's wrong with you!"

Noticing Selene collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down her face, the Blooming Sanctuary erupted into chaos.

"I don't want to see Timothy ever again, never again!"

At this moment, Selene, the sister of Holy Maiden Aeliana and the top talent of Blooming Sanctuary, couldn't stop her tears, crying like a child.

...

Riding the dragon, Timothy could clearly feel the reverence and awe from the people on the ground.

Especially when passing over mortal towns and dynasties, the common folk knelt on the ground as if seeing a deity, bowing their heads in worship.

"Having a good mount really does make a difference," Timothy couldn't help but pat Azura beneath him.

The only pity was that his pet beast, although a Dragon King with a majestic appearance, was unwilling to transform into a dragon form.

Riding it was not an easy feat.

Azura flew at an incredibly fast speed, even comparable to the wind-riding speed of the monks from Ocean's Gate.

After a short while, they arrived at Sky Sanctuary.

"Is that a dragon!"

"And is there someone sitting on the dragon?"

"Holy smokes, isn't that Brother Timothy!"

With a thunderous noise and an imposing dragon aura, Timothy, riding Azura, landed on the ground.

When they clearly saw Timothy, all the disciples were stunned.

They had always thought that whatever Timothy did was outrageously unbelievable.

But today, it was just too much!

That was a golden-horned dragon, willingly serving as Timothy's mount!

"Brother Timothy, what on earth did you do to make the Dragon King submit?"

The disciples were utterly astonished, and even the High Priests who witnessed this scene couldn't believe their eyes.

Before Timothy could speak, a light suddenly enveloped Azura's dragon form.

The light twisted and transformed, and moments later, she reverted to her human form.

"That's it, done so soon? I was only ridden for such a short time. Can it be longer next time?" Pouting, Azura looked somewhat resentfully at Timothy.

Instantly, everyone's gaze towards Timothy changed.