The old dragon lowered his head and took another long sip of wine. "At first, he would come back to see me every month. But then he stopped coming back. His followers said they searched the entire Southern Wilderness Continent but couldn't find him."
"Later, the master's followers established the Tianxuan Sect here. At that time, the Tianxuan Sect was at its peak. Now, each generation is weaker than the previous one." Old Dragon took another sip of wine.
"Your master doesn't want you anymore. He probably dislikes you."
"Nonsense! Your master doesn't want you anymore. My master is the best master."
"I don't have a master, but... my parents don't want me anymore."
Sang Jin sat on the ground with Lao Long and started chatting.
"Forget it, let's not talk about these bad things. Have I ever told you that you have the scent of my master on you?"
"Who is your master?" Sang Jin couldn't help but ask curiously. She had only seen her master in her life, someone who could set up such a powerful formation. (Author: Yes, you saw him in your last life.)
"His name is Hong Meng."
Uh... he ate the melon and ended up eating himself. Is the old dragon the master's dragon?
"Is there a possibility that your master went to another continent by chance and was unable to come back?" Sang Jin stated his possibility.
Ten thousand years ago, it proved that Master had really been here. The Li Jinghong we met before, and the Old Dragon now. Perhaps Master had always lived in the Southern Wilderness Continent.
Like Li Jingyu, he arrived at the Eastern Wasteland Continent later and eventually accepted her as his disciple.
After figuring this out, Sang Jin suddenly felt much better. This continent was indeed where Master had lived.
This explains why she has all the complete Tianxuan Sect's skills here. Tianxuan Sect? It really is fate.
"How is that possible? I've lived for tens of thousands of years, and I didn't even know there were other continents." The old dragon rejected Sang Jin's statement. Other continents? The old dragon burped and continued, "Perhaps it's really possible to cross the void."
He seemed to be talking to Sang Jin, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
Suddenly, Sang Jin grabbed Lao Long's hand and took his pulse. If she was not mistaken, Lao Long's poison was somewhat similar to wolfsbane, only this one was even more potent.
Since it was Master's divine beast, let's help him detoxify it. This poison is a bit troublesome, but it can be cured. Fortunately, there is ice grass in her secret realm.
Master, Master. No wonder you were always alone before. Did you accept me as your disciple because of my talent for alchemy? This truly is a fateful encounter.
"My time is up. Thank you for the wine, little girl. This is a drop of real dragon blood of mine. I know you have a beast that needs it." After the old dragon said this, he gave Sang Jin a drop of real dragon blood and then disappeared on the spot.
It seems that he has returned to the underground, and she hasn't had the chance to tell him that she can help him detoxify.
Sang Jin returned to her room before entering the secret realm. She wanted to give the dragon's blood to Xiao Jin first. Unexpectedly, the blood came so easily.
"The blood of a real dragon? Master, I am truly impressed by you. From now on, Xiao Jin will be a dog under your seat, oh no, a snake. If you tell me to go east, I will absolutely not dare to go west." When Sang Jin took in Xiao Jin, his cultivation was far inferior to his.
If it weren't for Su Ming's help, Sang Jin would never have had the chance to take him in. Although he had to obey Sang Jin's words, he was always thinking about getting rid of her mark if he had the chance. Then he would be free.
After spending these days together, he felt that his chances of becoming a free man were slim. But now he no longer thought so. As long as he could stay with Sang Jin, the opportunities he would have would be much greater than if he went out on his own.
He couldn't guarantee that he would have as good luck as Sang Jin.
"Why? You never submitted to me before?" Sang Jin smiled playfully. She knew Xiao Jin had never submitted to her. However, he couldn't break free from her mark, and he didn't dare to do anything strange.
"How could that be? The person I, Xiao Jin, admire most in my life is you, Master. Besides, I may not be able to beat you now." Others don't know, but Xiao Jin and Bai Ling, who have always been with Sang Jin, know that Sang Jin's strength is far more than the initial stage of foundation building.
She's now a monster comparable to a Jindan-stage cultivator. And she's also incredibly lucky. Even just by entering the pagoda, she'd encounter a real dragon offering her dragon blood. Real dragons are incredibly arrogant.
"You're sensible. I'll give you this blood. You can use it to refine it." Sang Jin was not stingy. As long as someone followed her and didn't betray her, she would not treat them unfairly.
“Thank you, Master!”
After coming out of the secret realm, Sang Jin hurriedly took the time to practice in the pagoda.
A few more days passed like this.
"Little girl, little girl. Do you have any more wine?" Lao Long's voice sounded again in Sang Jin's soul sea.
This time, Sang Jin made Lao Long appear with ease.
"Little girl, your spirit wine is very similar to the fruit wine brewed by my master. The taste is exactly the same." The old dragon really missed that time. He and his master fought together and lived a carefree life.
Haha, isn't it your master who brewed it? I wonder if this is just a coincidence, or if the master had predicted it long ago.
"Lao Long, have I ever told you that my master might very well be your master? My master is the Hongmeng Sword Immortal." Sang Jin said and looked at Lao Long quietly.
"Hong Meng... He never accepts disciples. I guess you must have some special qualities." The old dragon's eyes moistened. This wine was indeed brewed by the master. No wonder he said the taste was the same. And the smell of this little girl. That is the secret realm of the fairy mountain.
"I can make pills, and my attainments in alchemy are higher than my master's. It's no problem for me to detoxify you." Sang Jin said calmly.
Lao Long's eyes widened. He really had a chance of being detoxified. But even if he was, he wouldn't live long. The poison had been in his system for too long, sapping much of his powerful vitality.
If he hadn't relied on his high level of cultivation as a dragon, he would have likely given up. Ten thousand years, he'd lived long enough. To meet his master's disciple again by chance was also fate.
"Then do you know the secret realm of the Immortal Mountain? There is a palace built of bamboo in it."
"Well, it's in my soul sea." Since Lao Long knew the existence of the secret realm of the fairy mountain, it would be difficult for her to hide it, so she might as well say it out loud.
"The master actually left this treasure to you. And this wine..."
Seeing that Lao Long seemed to be hesitant to speak, Sang Jin nodded.
"Master...is he okay?" Old Dragon's eyes moistened, tears soon blurring his vision. He, Old Dragon, didn't wait for his master in his lifetime, but he waited for his young master.
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