High in the sky of the cultivation world, there is a simple and unadorned courtyard house.

If it weren't suspended high in the air, invisible to the naked eye, people might mistake it for... a secluded and desolate... nursing home.

Indeed, the courtyard house is too simple, with a huge pillar that stretches straight to the sky in the middle of the courtyard, which is quite an eyesore.

In a room within a courtyard house, a beautiful woman lies on a bed.

He was none other than Haotian, who was incredibly popular in the immortal realm at the time. He was known by the people of the immortal realm as Mu Ling, who had the most handsome face in the world. He had been in this courtyard for a long time, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His name was Mu Ling, but he is now called Hao Tian.

Beneath her long eyelashes on her beautiful oval face were a pair of breathtaking eyes, dark and deep; a single glance into them felt like being sucked into them.

Her long, white hair flowed freely, as white as snow, reaching her waist.

He's clearly a man! Yet he has legs and a waist that are even more stunning than a woman's—a remarkably slender waist and long, straight, beautiful legs that would make any woman envious.

With her slender arms, long, straight, and stunningly beautiful legs, and strikingly beautiful face, she could easily be mistaken for a girl.

If one did not personally verify his true nature, one would surely mistake him for a girl. Even elven girls would be ashamed of their inferiority in the face of Haotian; his astonishing beauty seemed to belong to no mortal.

Haotian stretched, ignoring the fact that his flat chest was practically perfect. The stretch amplified his flat chest, and coupled with his sleepy expression, he was enough to make anyone swoon!

Haotian is now living a hermit-like life. In this floating courtyard, there is only a silly dragon. He is no longer afraid of being surrounded or harassed.

After stretching, Haotian sat on the edge of the bed, slowly pondering something, looking extremely cute.

Then, like a child who has discovered their target in a game, he looked excited.

He walked out of the house and went straight to the giant pillar in the center of the courtyard. Without making a sound, he touched something through the pillar with one hand, and wisps of spiritual energy began to swirl around the pillar.

Not long after, a nine-clawed black dragon descended from the sky atop the giant pillar.

The nine-clawed black dragon was incredibly powerful; even an ordinary immortal would be startled and fall to the ground upon seeing it.

Seeing the situation, Haotian placed the black dragon's chin slowly on his palm with one hand.

"Little Black! I want to take on some apprentices."

Her voice was clear and resonant, like a bird's song, and the coldness in her words seemed to want to keep people at a distance.

Haotian then extended his left hand in a standard gesture for receiving money.

Xiao Hei and Hao Tian are fellow countrymen who met in another world. Both of them are Earthlings who transmigrated. Xiao Hei transmigrated into a dragon... a cheeky dragon; Hao Tian transmigrated into a beauty... a beauty with a big treasure.

Their meeting was destined; they had both offered each other comfort and encouragement.

When Xiao Hei met Haotian, Haotian was the overlord of the dragon race, arguably the most powerful and awesome dragon in the dragon race, an ancient species!

After meeting Haotian, since they were both from the same hometown, they naturally knew that 'Xiao Hei' was usually the name of a local dog. So, the question arose!

Why doesn't Xiao Hei seem uncomfortable being called by the name of a mongrel?

It's all because... we used to call him that too often... Haotian used to be so affectionate. His real name is Heishui... but we called him Xiao Hei. He used all sorts of tricks, like crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide, until Xiao Hei finally gave in. Over time... we got used to it.

"Huh? Why are you asking for money when you take on apprentices?"

Faced with Haotian's actions, Xiaohei subconsciously voiced his doubts.

The nine-clawed black dragon spoke in a silly tone, and at first glance, it seemed surprisingly dull-witted.

He seemed to know what that meant: money.

Dragons, well, they don't have many hobbies in their lives; they love beautiful women and are good at accumulating wealth.

He has no shortage of beauties; Haotian alone is enough to please the eye.

"I'm going out."

Haotian's tone revealed his firm will.

The tone is described as firm.

That makes sense; you should always carry some cash with you when you go out.

As fellow time travelers from the same hometown and old friends who had shared life and death experiences, they had long since become inseparable when it came to money.

Although most of it was Xiao Hei's money...

"Can I not give you spirit stones?"

Heihei frowned. He wasn't short of spirit stones, but what he feared was... this man going crazy when he was drunk...

He used to use the same excuses: to go out, ask for money, buy alcohol, get drunk, beat him up, and then go to sleep.

This has happened several times, to the point that his heart aches slightly.

It's not the money that hurts, it's the beating he'll get when he gets back.

"Give it to me or not!"

Haotian's eyes began to sharpen.

Haotian smiled, a smile that could launch a thousand ships, yet it gave off a very serious sense of crisis... and his tone also carried a hint of threat.

It's like saying, "If you don't give it to me, I'll beat you up right now, and if you do, I'll beat you up again."

"I......"

Xiao Hei's status will always be so lowly, because he has a bit of lust for Haotian's body.

What do you do when your own beautiful female friend asks you for money? Of course, you'll spoil her!

Heihei understood the meaning in Haotian's eyes and couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

"Okay, okay. But you absolutely mustn't get drunk!"

His dark expression... his face filled with fear... he recalled the time when he was treated unfairly...

Then, looking aggrieved and reluctant, he revealed a ring from his mouth.

A spatial ring, seemingly aimed directly at Haotian, was spat into his palm.

Hmm, very clean, not a trace of saliva.

He was afraid of getting beaten up if he brought his spatial magic with him, so he didn't dare to bring it.

After Haotian put it on, he probed inside with his divine sense, and after getting an accurate count in his mind, he smiled radiantly.

"Yes, I will do my best, but I have other ideas for this trip."

After speaking, Haotian put on a cloak, covering his white Taoist robe, and a veil appeared on his face, making him look mysterious and beautiful.

With a single step, her jade-like hand gripped the space tightly, and then with a tear... a quick-made spatial teleportation array was instantly created, simple and brutal.

The space rift was pitch black, and only Haotian knew where the other side was. Haotian then slowly walked in.

Heihei saw the spatial rift merge back to its original state.

He was pondering Haotian's words before he left.

Perhaps he's figured it out.

Although Haotian would get a beating every time he went out, he was still somewhat happy.

It's not because he's a pervert or likes to get beaten up.

Because he was drunk, his outbursts were more like those of a real person.

Finally, it shook its head helplessly and continued flying into the boundless sky above the giant pillar.