Chapter 46: Tell the Truth

After Cai'er left, Xuan Ling returned to the side hall.

Yanlong understood that he was intentionally leaving room for Yun San to reveal his flaws.

At this moment, Yun San was still concentrating on eating. His small figure was squatting somewhere, and no one knew what he was busy with.

Yanlong got excited on the spur of the moment and went over.

Yun San was seen pouting and blowing hard on the firewood that was about to go out.

"No way! You don't even have the power to light a fire?"

Before Yanlong could wait for Yun San's response, he raised his finger and a ball of fire ignited with a whoosh.

Yun San's little face was directly blackened by this sudden attack.

"Ao Long? You idiot, you...you don't even think about eating me." Yun San turned around and pointed at Yan Long angrily.

Seeing his dark appearance, Yanlong couldn't stop laughing: "Hahahaha! Your face...your face."

Yun San raised his hand impatiently and poked Yan Long with his index finger, shouting angrily: "You, step back, don't move forward anymore, stay away from me, and don't make trouble here!"

Seeing Yun San's furious look, Yan Long couldn't help laughing so hard that he fell forward and backward, waving his hands and saying, "Okay, okay, I promise I can't go over there. Just do what you want."

Yun San snorted softly, puffed up his cheeks, turned around and continued playing the drums.

Yanlong found a place to sit down and killed time in boredom.

After a long while, Yanlong's nose moved slightly, and a tempting aroma filled the air, and his stomach growled twice.

He stood up quickly and followed the smell, and saw Yun San roasting three sizzling chickens on a simple grill.

The sound of "sizzle, sizzle, sizzle" continued.

Yanlong smacked his lips, moved closer, and said expectantly, "Yun San, your roast chicken is amazing. It looks delicious."

The fire dragon worm was causing trouble. As the words came to his lips, his hand reached out, as if to tear off a chicken leg.

"No, eat this one." Seeing this, Yun San quickly stepped aside to stop him.

"Why, aren't they all the same?" Yanlong looked puzzled, his hand still hanging in the air.

Yun San paused, glanced at the two chicken legs, and then said, "This one is bigger, and you have a big appetite, so this one will taste better."

Yanlong had no doubt about it. He grinned, took it with joy, and started chewing.

The roasted chicken had crispy skin and tender meat, and was coated with a special sauce that was full of flavor. He ate it with great relish, and in a short while, the whole chicken leg was boneless.

But just after swallowing the last mouthful, Yanlong suddenly felt a buzzing in his head and a strong feeling of dizziness came over him. The scene in front of him became blurred as if covered by a layer of thick fog.

"Yun San, this..."

His tongue was stiff, and before he could finish his words, his body went limp and leaned against the stone pillar.

He still held the chicken bone tightly in his hand.

Yun San stood there, staring at him quietly.

Then he glanced at the side hall and felt a little relieved when he saw that the door was closed.

He turned to Yanlong and asked softly, "Aolong, if I took your Xuantie away, would you hate me?"

The fire dragon, who was hit by the truth-telling, stood up slowly and replied with his eyes closed: "No, I'm just waiting for you to take it!"

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Yun San was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but confirm again, "What are you talking about? What are you waiting for me to take? What on earth are you thinking about?"

"I'm saying, wait for you to get the black iron, and then see who you want to give it to. In my mind, every day I think about returning to my own world as soon as possible, and I want Master to like me."

Yun San: ???

"No, no, there must be something wrong with this medicine. Why are you talking nonsense? Forget it, let's get the black iron first!"

Yun San took a deep breath and stopped wasting time.

He stretched out his right hand, and the bracelet flew towards the fire dragon again.

Sure enough, this time the power in the Flame Dragon's body did not attack Yun San.

But after pulling for a long time, the bracelet only pulled out one piece from the Flame Dragon's forehead.

As soon as the black iron was pulled out of the body, it emitted bursts of red light.

Yun San didn't bother to check, he took the bracelet and left.

Xuan Ling, who was in the dark, saw all of this, especially Yan Long's words, which made Xuan Ling full of doubts.

He flashed to the side of Yanlong and asked, "Where are you going back? How are you going to get back?"

"Conquer the Cold-Faced Lord Xuan Ling and return to your own world." Yanlong's mechanical answer made Xuan Ling's face instantly gloomy.

"Strategy? What does that mean?" Xuan Ling wanted to ask again, but by then the effect of the medicine had worn off and Yanlong fell into a deep sleep.

"Strategy? Return to your world? What on earth do these mean? What tricks did the little fox use to not be detected by the Flame Dragon and even fall for it? But why are the words he said so unbelievable?"

Xuan Ling looked at the unconscious Yanlong and suddenly felt a sense of strangeness.

Just when he was feeling depressed, Yanlong suddenly woke up.

"Master! Where is Yun... Yun San?"

"I have taken a piece of black iron. I should go find the person I am meeting. It is still not too late for you to chase him now." Xuan Ling said and turned around. "Do you need me to go with you?"

"No need, I have a big move." As he said that, Yanlong took out a talisman and held it in his palm. With a flash of light, he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

With the help of the talisman, Yanlong quickly tracked down Yun San.

But he did not show up, but just followed him from a distance without showing his presence.

After a while, Yun San and his companions arrived at a mountain peak.

Yanlong muttered to himself: This silly fox, isn't he worried about an ambush? Tsk tsk tsk, he only has one layer of magic power left, and he still dares to run here.

"Have you got the black iron?" The voice of the Flying Tiger Immortal Envoy came from above, revealing a hint of coldness.

"Don't worry, Immortal Envoy. As soon as I got it, I sent a message to my brother to ask you to come here. Yun San thinks it would be better for you to check it yourself."

Yun San clenched his wrist slightly and asked tentatively: "After checking that everything is correct, I hope the immortal will return my brother's inner elixir as promised?"

The Flying Tiger Immortal Envoy frowned, his face full of impatience: "I will give it to you after the inspection."

Yun San had no choice but to hand over the bracelet first.

The Flying Tiger Immortal moved to Yun San, reached out to take the bracelet, and released the black iron.

"Is there just one piece of black iron?"

The Flying Tiger Immortal Envoy frowned slightly, his eyes full of scrutiny.

Yun San nodded and said, "I pulled the bracelet for a long time, but only one piece came out. I was afraid that the Lord God would find out, so I came here first."

The black iron is dark, and there seems to be a red glow flowing on the surface.

The Flying Tiger Immortal Envoy looked at it carefully for a long time before raising his lips and praising with a smile: "It is indeed ancient black iron."

Yun San felt relieved and smiled. He was about to talk about the inner elixir when the Flying Tiger Immortal Envoy suddenly turned pale. He clenched the black iron tightly and said in a cold voice, "Although it looks real, just take one piece back..."

"What do you mean, Immortal Envoy?" Yun San asked anxiously.

The Flame Dragon hiding in the dark had already seen that the opponent would go back on his word, and had clenched his fists early on.

Ha! It's a fairy messenger, but it's clearly a spirit beast.