Chapter 1: Dragon Unleashed: Jaden Waller Returns
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Updated : Dec 17th, 2025
"Ah…"
"Brat, ease up with the needles."
At the very summit of Blanc Peak, a stunning woman in a red dress lay lazily across a jagged boulder. Her snow‑white back was bare, gleaming under the light, and bristled with golden needles.
A handsome youth worked with calm hands as he set another needle. "Scarlett, your hormones were badly out of balance, which threw your cycles off. You needed proper yin-yang adjustment as soon as possible. Relying on needles alone would be hard to cure it."
"No man in this world has ever caught my eye." She propped her chin with her right hand and watched him, sultry and amused. "But your Trident Golden Needle… Caroline can manage eleven needles at the same time at most. You can drive forty‑nine at once, and hit every acupoint dead on. Little freak."
Jaden hurried to defend. "Caroline is just getting on in years. Their eyesight isn't what it used to be. Otherwise they could do it too."
"Save it. Caroline practiced Trident Golden Needle a whole lifetime, yet their technique doesn't match a tenth of yours. And they strut around bragging they can bring back the dead and regrow flesh. Laughable." Her red lips parted in a cool smile. "Brat, you've completely surpassed them."
Jaden paused, the next needle hovering over her back. After a moment's hesitation, he steeled himself. "Scarlett, I want to leave the mountain."
"What!"
"Leave the mountain? Absolutely not! If you go, who's going to stick needles in me?"
Her brows knit as she rolled onto her side to look at him. The lazy calm vanished from her face, replaced by a flicker of panic and reluctant concern.
"Caroline," Jaden said softly.
"That old thing's hand isn't good enough. I'm used to the way you needle."
"Who is bad‑mouthing me behind my back?"
An ethereal figure appeared out of thin air-white as snow, expression distant, like an immortal descending from the heavens.
"The brat wants to go down the mountain," the stunning woman said, voice cold.
"What?! No, no! Absolutely not! I refuse." The newcomer's tone sharpened. "Brat, why leave the mountain? Isn't it nice to drift carefree up here?"
Before the words finished echoing, eight more figures ghosted into view, their presences suffocatingly powerful.
"Brat, if you go, who will spar with us old geezers?" a red‑faced elder at the front demanded.
Jaden's jaw set. "Larrina, I have unfinished business. I have to go down."
"The ones who ruined my family are still living comfortably!"
"For five years, I never forgot that night."
"If I don't take revenge, I will never rest."
Larrina sighed. "All right. We old ones really have nothing left to teach you." Her eyes warmed with rueful pride. "I trained more than a hundred years to reach the seventh layer of the Longevity Art. You, in five years, climbed to the twelfth."
Savanah grumbled from the side, unable to help herself. "No one has ever completed the ninth sword of my Nine Absolute Swords. This brat went and invented a tenth."
"You've already surpassed us," Larrina said sincerely. "If you've decided, then go."
Jaden raised his voice as he packed his kit. "Larrina, the Longevity Art-I've actually reached the sixteenth layer. And, Savanah, the ninth sword isn't that hard. When I get back, I'll teach you."
Larrina and Savanah almost coughed up blood on the spot.
"I dominated the world my whole life," Larrina muttered, "and I never thought I'd be overtaken this far by a brat."
"Enough," she sighed.
Scarlett's smile turned sweet. "His mastery with poisons already left me behind. It's just a shame I never had time to teach you bedchamber arts. You'll have to figure that out yourself after you go down."
Jaden knelt and bowed to the ground. "Larrina, Caroline, Third Master… Scarlett, Seventh Master… I'll miss you all."
"Brat, get up." Larrina waved him upright, then chuckled. "There's something we never told you. You have seven senior sisters. Each one is a beauty. Once you're down the mountain, go find them-do as you please. If anything happens, we'll back you."
Jaden blinked. "What?"
Scarlett stepped close, her breath warm against his ear. "Brat, remember-since ancient times, beauties have been trouble. The prettier the woman, the more dangerous."
"I'll remember," Jaden said, nodding slowly.
He knew it even if she never said it. The prettier the woman, the more dangerous.
Back then, when he was still the Waller family's young master, he had seen it firsthand.
The Waller family was the foremost clan in Jenos. In Jenos, the Wallers were the sky. Jaden lived in silk and gold, under the gaze of all, basking in glory.
The Four Great Families of Jenos, the Four Great Families of Xenos, and a major family in Berton-the Nine Great Families-all sought to curry favor with the Wallers, to cling close, to marry in. Their proud daughters swarmed him, entangling him every day.
Then, one night not long after, disaster struck.
Hundreds of men with heavy weapons stormed the Waller estate, sealing it airtight. In the sky above, helicopters circled. Dozens of fighter jets roared overhead. The spectacle shocked all of Jenos.
Raphael Waller, head of the family and Jaden's father, was hooded and dragged from his home.
From that night, the Waller family fell, plunging into a bottomless abyss. Jaden's mother hanged herself in her room not long after.
Hearing the news, the Nine Great Families rushed to break off engagements, cutting ties at any cost. They terminated every cooperation, then seized the chance to devour the Wallers' industries piece by piece, until they swallowed the family whole.
Jaden watched it all, powerless to change it.
That night, he swore to the heavens: if he did not avenge this blood debt, he would not be human.
From then on, the eight families' pampered daughters turned on him. The warmth became ice. They dodged him like a plague, their faces practically spelling out disgust.
Only the Shadboult family's eldest daughter, Melina Shadboult, treated him as she always had.
So Jaden had long since seen through this world: the prettier the woman, the shrewder-and the less you should trust her.
On Blanc Peak, the youth set off, dust on his boots, striding like a flood dragon plunging into the sea, heading for the world below.
Once he reached the foot of the mountain, Jaden was about to flag down a ride back to Jenos when, all at once, dozens of figures appeared behind him.
"Young Lord!"
"We came on Ezriel's orders to follow you."
"From this day forward, the Longevity Hall is at your command."
"This is the Longevity Hall's command token. Ezriel ordered us to place it in your hands. After today, you are the master of the Longevity Hall."
The dozens dropped to one knee in unison, their momentum rolling like thunder.
Jaden's expression stayed calm. "No need. I'll handle my matters myself. No outside interference."
"Young Lord, if you refuse to let us follow, we will kneel here and will not rise. We will kneel until you accept us."
He rubbed his brow. "…"
"Fine. Up you get. Follow me, then."
He understood this was Larrina's goodwill. Larrina had founded the Longevity Hall herself. Every person in the hall was a one‑in‑ten‑thousand expert. The dozens before him could crush an army, and easily at that.
"Thank you, Young Lord!"
"Right-this is a gold card from Valia's head office. There's a hundred billion in it. The Seventh Elder had us pass it to you and told you not to be frugal. Spend freely. The elders said you left too quickly for them to see you off."
"This Azure Dragon Sword was sent by the Ninth Elder."
"This Goldsilk Armor-Ezriel took it off himself for you to use for protection."
"This token can mobilize a hundred thousand troops in Nentoz."
"These are the Tang Sect's peerless hidden weapons, the Rainstorm Needles and the Peacock Plume. The Third Elder said, do not use them unless absolutely necessary."
"This is the Valia National Chamber of Commerce chairman's thumb ring. Seeing the ring is like seeing the chairman in person."
"This Universal Antidote Pill can resolve all poisons under heaven…"
Jaden accepted each item, warmth rising in his chest.
"Fall back for now. When I need you, I'll call," he said.
"Yes, Young Lord!"
As the words fell, the dozens of figures vanished into thin air.
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