Xiao Feng transmigrated and became a rich second-generation master. The original owner didn't cultivate and only knew how to grovel before his junior sister, ultimately dying of frustration.
Before he finished speaking, Longgu's figure vanished into thin air like smoke.
Xiao Feng stood frozen in place, the dragon bone's last words echoing in his mind.
He looked down at the little dragon in his arms, who was looking back at him with innocent eyes.
"Oh my goodness, this is really a disaster!"
Xiao Feng couldn't help but complain, "I'm a spoiled brat who transmigrated here, and I'm actually responsible for taking care of the dragon clan's hopes and searching for some dragon clan treasure? This script is too outrageous!"
The little dragon seemed to sense Xiao Feng's anxiety, gently nuzzling his palm and letting out a soft chirp.
Xiao Feng couldn't help but smile and gently stroked the little dragon's scales.
"Fine, fine, since I've agreed, I have to see it through."
Xiao Feng gazed firmly at the faint golden light in the distance: "Little guy, let's hope your father can return safely, otherwise we're in for a world of trouble."
Just as Xiao Feng broke out of the encirclement and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt the air around him freeze.
A ripple appeared deep within the dragon's lair, and a figure slowly emerged.
He was a man dressed in a magnificent robe, exuding an aura of authority.
His eyes were like two twinkling stars.
"Oh, isn't this a big shot?" Xiao Feng thought to himself, but put on an innocent expression.
The dragon clan member stared intently at the little dragon in Xiao Feng's arms.
"Hand over the dragon cubs, human."
The little dragon in Xiao Feng's arms seemed to sense the threat, letting out a weak cry and burying its head even deeper into his arms.
Xiao Feng's heart softened, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on Xiao Feng's arm.
"Hand it over? Why should I?" Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow and said casually, "This little guy is someone I painstakingly hatched. Why should I just hand it over like that?"
A flash of anger crossed the dragon's eyes, and his aura became even more imposing: "You ignorant human, do you know the crime of harboring a dragon cub? Hand it over immediately, or you will bear the consequences!"
"Oh my god, that scared me to death." Xiao Feng rolled his eyes. "Brother, isn't your threat a bit too cliché? Besides, I have a bond with this little guy. You think you can just hand him over like that? You're really not taking your father, the Dragon Father, seriously."
The dragon clan member, enraged by Xiao Feng's glib tongue, turned ashen-faced. He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said, "Human, don't make a mistake. That young dragon is of great importance; it's not something you can touch. If you know what's good for you, hand it over immediately!"
Xiao Feng looked down at the little dragon in his arms and saw it looking at him pitifully with its big, watery eyes.
Those eyes seemed to be saying, "Father, don't abandon me."
Xiao Feng steeled his heart, looked up and stared directly at the dragon clan member: "I'm sorry, brother, I really can't give this little guy to you. Look how dependent it is on me. If I hand it over to you, how could I, as its father, have any conscience?"
Upon hearing this, the dragon's eyes flashed with killing intent: "You're courting death!"
Xiao Feng looked down at the little dragon in his arms, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
Although the little guy was only born recently, he has already developed a deep bond with him.
Its big, watery eyes were full of affection, which melted Xiao Feng's heart.
"Oh dear, you little thing, it's really hard to bear to part with you," Xiao Feng murmured softly, gently stroking the little dragon's scales with his fingers.
The little dragon seemed to sense Xiao Feng's care, letting out a soft chirp and nuzzling Xiao Feng's palm with its head.
This intimate gesture sent a shiver down Xiao Feng's spine.
"No, I can't hand you over to that fierce-looking guy."
Xiao Feng secretly made up his mind: "We have feelings for each other, how can we just break up like this?"
The opponent immediately engaged Xiao Feng in combat. A sharp sword aura swept towards him, but Xiao Feng reacted swiftly, dodging to the side. The sword aura grazed his sleeve, carving a deep trench in the ground.
"Good heavens, that sword energy is ruthless!"
Xiao Feng was secretly alarmed, but he remained outwardly calm.
He formed a hand seal, his spiritual energy surged, and a damp atmosphere immediately filled the surrounding air.
"Water Curtain Sky Splendor!"
Xiao Feng gave a low shout, and the surrounding water vapor condensed, instantly forming a crystal-clear water curtain that enveloped him and Xiao Long.
Seeing this, the other party sneered: "A mere cultivator dares to show off his limited skills in front of me?"
With that, he swung his longsword, and an even more ferocious sword aura pierced through the air.
However, to everyone's surprise, the sword energy vanished without a trace the moment it touched the water curtain, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.
Xiao Feng's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes.
"Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor" is not only a defensive divine power, but it can also absorb the opponent's attacks and turn them into its own. At this moment, he felt that the spiritual power in his body was even more abundant, as if he had inexhaustible strength.
"It seems this body's talent is truly extraordinary."
Xiao Feng secretly rejoiced: "If I hadn't transmigrated here, I probably would never have discovered that I have such a talent in my entire life."
When the opponent realized that his attack had missed, his face immediately turned ugly.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Kid, you've got some skills. But do you think that'll save your life?"
Before he finished speaking, his spiritual energy surged, and a powerful pressure swept over us.
Xiao Feng felt his breath catch in his throat and thought to himself, "This guy is really something."
At this critical moment, the little dragon in her arms suddenly let out a clear dragon roar.
Xiao Feng felt his spiritual power surge, and the power of the Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor instantly increased several times.
The opponent's attacks came like a storm, but were completely neutralized by the water curtain.
Using this force, Xiao Feng struck out with his palm, sending a stream of water lashing out at his opponent like a long whip.
With a sharp "snap," the opponent was caught off guard and was forced to retreat repeatedly, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Feng pressed his advantage, transforming the water curtain into hundreds of water arrows that rained down on his opponent.
The man dodged hastily, looking utterly disheveled; his earlier arrogance was nowhere to be seen.
Xiao Feng sneered, "I thought you were something special, but it turns out you're nothing special."
Upon hearing this, the other person's face turned from white to green, then from green to red, until it was completely red, but they couldn't utter a single word.
Xiao Feng was secretly delighted upon seeing this.
With a wave of his hands, the power of the Water Curtain Sky Splendor increased once again, and countless water arrows condensed into a huge water dragon, roaring towards the opponent.
"Boom!" The water dragon crashed heavily into the opponent, sending him flying several feet away.
The man tumbled several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The surrounding crowd immediately erupted in uproar and discussion.
Xiao Feng stood still, looking down at his opponent lying on the ground.
The man struggled to stand up, but his whole body was trembling and he couldn't muster any strength.
"So? Do you want to continue?" Xiao Feng asked coldly.