The little yellow dragon, with its warm yellow scales, looked adorable and had big, cute eyes. It said in a deliberately serious tone, "Exactly!"
Unfortunately, the words that came out were as cute as a little baby's.
This was the second time Jiang Wanwan had seen the Divine Dragon. Suddenly, the scene she had witnessed in the Divine Dragon's Secret Realm flashed through her mind:
The five-clawed golden dragon is tens of feet long, its entire body is golden, radiating a dazzling golden light, majestic and domineering.
So who is this chubby little dumpling in front of you?
The contrast is really huge! Jiang Wanwan suppressed her inner impulse and tried her best not to reach out and touch the dragon's round body and cute little tail.
After all, Little Yellow Dragon is speaking with a serious expression, and its soft, sweet voice sounds just like a cute girl, making people want to get close to it.
"Wanwan, I was able to wake up so quickly thanks to you!" After saying that, Little Yellow Dragon narrowed his big eyes and revealed a happy smile.
Jiang Wanwan cleared her throat, trying to ignore the sweet and soft voice, and casually waved her hand, saying, "Sir, you're too kind! But... what's wrong with your health?"
Little Yellow Dragon blinked his big, watery eyes and sighed dejectedly, "Oh dear! What bad luck, some unexpected things happened!"
Just as it finished speaking, the sky outside suddenly became overcast, and a fierce wind began to rage.
"Ah! Ah! No way! I've already become like this, and you still won't let me go!"
The little yellow dragon jumped around in a panic in the air, as if looking for a place to hide.
Suddenly, it seemed to remember something and hurriedly called out to Jiang Wanwan, "Quick! Wanwan, quickly open the secret realm I gave you and let me hide inside!"
Jiang Wanwan took out an array plate from her spatial storage, channeled some spiritual energy into it, and a hole emitting white light appeared in the room.
A yellow figure flashed by, and Little Yellow Dragon's voice came: "Xiao Wan, see you later!"
After the little yellow dragon disappeared, the lightning and thunder vanished, replaced by a clear blue sky.
After Jiang Wanwan closed the secret realm, she stood by the window with Jiang Huai'an in her arms, gazing at the horizon in a daze, and murmured to herself, "The dragon returned because of its faith, but I wonder what happened that made it need to hide in the secret realm."
Xiao Guang, who was recuperating inside Jiang Wanwan's body, heard Jiang Wanwan's murmurs, his eyes flickered, but he ultimately chose to say nothing.
The Nine Heavens Continent.
This continent is vast and boundless, divided into four major parts: the Northern Plains, the Southern Wilderness, the Eastern Hao Continent, and the Western Valley Continent.
The Northern Plains and Southern Wilderness are home to a large number of ordinary people and low-level cultivators. Due to their barrenness and scarcity of resources, these areas are often jokingly referred to by other cultivators as "refugee camps."
In contrast, the Eastern Hao Continent and the Western Valley Continent became the gathering places for major cultivation forces.
There are many cultivation sects on the Eastern Hao Continent, among which the most prestigious are the Wuji Sect and the Tianyin Temple.
The Wuji Sect is an ancient and solemn sect. Their legendary founder was the Wuji Sword Immortal, who was hailed as a genius who appeared only once in a thousand years and created the Wuji Sword Technique.
His swordsmanship was as swift as lightning and as gentle as a breeze, with each strike containing endless mysteries.
Therefore, the Wuji Sect possesses a peerless martial art called the "Wuji Sword Technique".
This sword technique, with its incomparably sharp and unpredictable characteristics, has become the supreme cultivation method in the hearts of cultivators.
However, mastering this sword technique is no easy feat, requiring disciples to possess exceptional comprehension and unwavering perseverance. Therefore, the Wuji Sect is extremely rigorous in its selection of disciples, placing particular emphasis on their comprehension and willpower.
Unlike the Wuji Sect, the Tianyin Temple is renowned for its unique musical techniques.
Tianyin Temple is located atop a high mountain, shrouded in mist and clouds, seemingly isolated from the world.
The Tianyin Temple's cultivation methods emphasize inner peace and musical talent in its disciples. Through playing musical instruments, disciples perceive the sounds of heaven and earth and integrate them into the path of cultivation. Only by truly comprehending the mysteries of the sounds of heaven and earth can one reach the highest realm of cultivation.
Therefore, the disciples of Tianyin Temple are skilled in various musical instruments, such as the qin, flute, and xiao, and they use music to express their understanding and insights into cultivating immortality.
As night falls, melodious music echoes through the valleys, captivating all who hear it. The elders of Tianyin Temple are all masters of music, teaching their disciples how to use the power of music to enhance their cultivation, allowing them to progress further on the path of immortality.
Today, these two top cultivation sects met because of the secret message sent by Jun Ye.
At Tianyin Temple, Elder Ouyang Feng, dressed in a gray robe with his long hair casually tied up, looked somewhat slovenly, but he was playing with a crystal-clear jade flute in his hand, exuding a leisurely and carefree aura.
He sat to the side, looking at Lan Jingxing, the leader of the Wuji Sect, with a half-smile, seemingly not paying much attention to his words.
Lan Jingxing was dressed in white, his black hair cascading down his shoulders like a waterfall, exuding elegance and charm with every gesture.
His face was handsome, with a faint trace of melancholy between his brows. At this moment, he was seriously analyzing the message sent by Jun Ye.
"Whether the message from Jun Ye is true or false remains to be confirmed. However, that kid has been hunted down by the immortal sects and aristocratic families for the past few years and is now cornered. Perhaps this is his signal to our two sects to seek peace?" Lan Jingxing said softly, his tone tinged with doubt.
Ouyang Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile: "Hmph, that kid is always cunning and treacherous. Who knows if he's up to some trick again? Maybe this is just a trap."
Lan Jingxing frowned, looking intently at Ouyang Feng: "But what if this news is true? That's the ancient Blue Star, a treasure trove. We can't miss this opportunity."
Ouyang Feng chuckled softly, a sly glint in his eyes: "Haha, I'd like to see what tricks that Jun Ye can pull."
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing deep wariness and expectation in each other's eyes.
The two sat there discussing for a long time, and finally decided to each send one person to investigate the situation.
Whether it's a trap or not, you'll know once you investigate.
However, a problem arises!
Who should be sent? Both of them are shrewd individuals, and they certainly wouldn't send an elite disciple from their sect, for fear that this was all a trap set by Jun Ye.
However, the personnel dispatched cannot be too weak, otherwise the mission will be difficult to complete.
After much thought, the two of them came up with an idea—to send a marginalized disciple from within the sect, so that no one would care if something happened to him.
Bai Luo of the Wuji Sect, despite possessing the cultivation level of a Nascent Soul cultivator, is disliked by everyone in the sect due to his straightforward personality, low emotional intelligence, and reluctance to interact with others.
He's usually all alone, so sending him to Ancient Blue Star would be perfect.
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