Because of a falsehood, the people below were in an uproar.

Only a bear who has seen a real dragon knows how fake this dragon really is.

Can it be considered a dragon?

It's at most a lizard, okay?

Jia Xitong glanced at the group of excited cultivators below the arena. Since they were so eager to see a real dragon, she decided to let them broaden their horizons. The raccoon raised its head, folded its small wings, and imitated a real dragon's roar, letting out a howl towards the sky.

It was louder and brighter, like a sharp blade piercing through the heavens.

It's more like a counterfeit of a real dragon raging in the sky.

The dragon's aura, accompanied by the raccoon's roar, spread outwards, causing all the human cultivators to flinch. As for the magical beast, the dragon, it lost its balance and almost fell from the sky.

"Swimming Dragon!"

The dragon's owner shouted, telling it to hold on.

But can it really hold up?

Even if they don't allow Jia Xitong to use talismans and props, the little bit of dragon bloodline that the raccoon has, plus the golden dragon scale that it has always hidden on its forehead, is still a supreme treasure.

The power of the Fu King was already sufficient for her to control that golden dragon scale.

The raccoon was enveloped in golden light, and a giant golden dragon soared out from her body.

As the divine dragon was born, the sky shone with brilliant colors, and all the demonic beasts prostrated themselves in worship. The golden dragon stared down at the wandering dragon with its eyes wide open, terrified, and fell to the ground, too afraid to move.

"roar--!"

A true dragon's roar resounded, echoing across the land.

All beasts worshipped, and thus layers upon layers of dragon tribulation clouds gathered between heaven and earth. When the divine dragon dissipated, the tribulation clouds gradually dispersed.

Shocking!

The entire arena was extremely quiet at this moment.

Everyone stared intently in the direction where the dragon had disappeared, unable to recover for a long time.

Are those the true dragons? Above the heavens, commanding all beasts. The overlords of all living beings, with all things submitting to them.

In comparison, the dragon's skills were utterly insignificant and presumptuous. To call it a dragon would be an insult to the dragon race. It was now completely subjugated at the feet of that bucket; the outcome was no longer in dispute.

What's even more shocking is that these little magical beasts, which seem to have nothing to do with dragons, actually have an even stronger dragon bloodline!

That illusion of the dragon we just saw wasn't as simple as it seemed!

With the outcome decided, the cultivators sitting around the arena began to reflect collectively.

What exactly caused them to go blind?

A magical beast with the strength of a Martial King, capable of using magical artifacts and powerful talismans, and possessing a purer dragon bloodline, was actually belittled to nothing by them just now.

Is this a monster?

This is clearly an ancestor that can be taken home and worshipped as a guardian beast of the mountain (peak)!

Those cultivators with average strength and no background looked at their tenth senior brother with envy in their eyes, while some forces or cultivators who considered themselves to be quite strong had already stepped forward to discuss things with their tenth senior brother.

"Fellow Daoist, are you willing to sell this magical beast? Spirit stones and magical artifacts are all negotiable."

"Fellow Daoist, don't listen to him. This magical beast won't have enough spirit stones and magic artifacts. Our Chongshan Sect welcomes you and your magical beast to join us. We've specially opened up a peak for you, with plenty of spirit stones and magic artifacts. All you need to do is come and stay at our Chongshan Sect."

"Fellow Daoist, look at me, look at us..."

In an instant, the tenth senior brother was surrounded by a huge crowd.

It wasn't until the people from Cloud Peak Tower came to find the tenth senior brother that they said, "Cloud Peak Tower invites the five cultivators and magical beasts of the Gigika Sand Bucket Team to come to Cloud Peak Tower."

The middle-aged man at the head addressed the five people.

As soon as he spoke, the people surrounding the tenth senior brother and the raccoon dispersed.

The rogue cultivators and minor sects outside watched their departing figures and sighed heavily, "Sigh, it's hopeless again."

"As expected, even powerful magical beasts like these are recruited by Cloud Tower."

"Who can blame us when their power and strength completely overwhelm us?"

A group of martial arts practitioners, who were extremely envious of the raccoon, shook their heads.

As the strongest force in the Warcraft world, Cloud Tower is backed by the powerful Yimeng Academy. Their strength and influence are unmatched by ordinary people.

"However, being able to enter the Cloud Tower is like ascending to heaven in one step."

These martial artists, when talking about entering the Cloud Tower, were both resentful that all the powerful magical beasts had been taken by them, and envious of those little magical beasts who could enter the Cloud Tower. "The Cloud Tower is famous for its abundant wealth. That little magical beast will never have to worry about rare treasures and opportunities in the future."

Are you really not worried?

Upon hearing this, the owner of the unicorn smirked.

Yundianlou was indeed wealthy and powerful.

But the reason why Cloud Tower was able to grow to such a large size is because it was ruthless.

They will use all sorts of means to coerce and entice you to join Cloud Tower and work for them, and then slowly squeeze the last bit of value out of the monsters and their owners.

These people treated him this way, they treated Youlong the same way, and as for that little magical beast…

He scoffed.

I don't think this team can gain any advantage over Cloud Tower.

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Inside the Cloud Tower

The Gigika Sand Bucket Team was taken to the top floor.

An old man with gray hair and a kind face was sitting on a carved wooden stool. To his left was a small, bright orange sparrow in a birdcage, and to his right was a large white lion.

As soon as Jia Xitong entered the room, she sensed that the giant lion was already at the mid-stage of the Martial King realm, while the little sparrow was at the late-stage of the Martial Grandmaster realm.

"You've arrived."

The old man looked at them, and finally lingered on the tenth senior brother's face for two seconds. "Sit down."

The five people sat down upon hearing this, but then felt uncomfortable sitting there.

At this moment, the second senior brother brought up the matter of the reward, "Hello, senior, did you send us to collect the prize for winning this time?"

"Your rewards will naturally be given to you."

The old man smiled and looked at the raccoon in his tenth senior brother's arms. "I forgot to introduce myself earlier. I am the owner of Cloud Tower. I am very curious about the Gigika Sand Bucket from this beast fight. Is it the final champion of the beast fight? May I take a look?"

Theoretically speaking, it shouldn't be shown to you.

But doesn't that mean he still needs to give Long Yungeng something?

Jia Xitong gestured to her tenth senior brother to carry her to the old man so he could see her. A bear that could summon dragons—you've never seen one before, have you?

"It's so small."

The old man took the raccoon, picked it up, patted it, and brought his wrinkled face close to the raccoon. "Do you recognize me, Jijika Shatong? I'm your Grandpa Yun."

You're not my grandfather, don't try to take advantage of me!

Jia Xitong shrank back, her face contorted with embarrassment.

By randomly recognizing relatives and friends, wouldn't her family have unknowingly gained an extra uncle as a relative?

"senior……"

Seeing this, the tenth senior brother reached out to take the raccoon away, but at that moment the white tiger, which had been lying at the old man's feet, suddenly stood up.

The tenth senior brother sensed something was wrong and his face darkened. "Senior, what are you trying to do?"