Logically, after cultivating the body of a true dragon, he should have secluded himself for a hundred or two hundred years to consolidate his realm.
But that wasn't the case. He would go to listen to the celestial beings preaching on weekdays, no matter how far away they were, and then he would come to cultivate for a few days afterward.
Shuoyuan didn't mind Wei Jiao coming along. Demons are naturally carefree and don't have as many rules and regulations as human ladies, so they are easy to get along with.
She sometimes comes up with wildly imaginative and absurd questions. She is rather lazy when it comes to cultivation, but she is not entirely without talent. Shuoyuan taught her like a junior disciple.
Most of the time, Jiao Wei didn't say much, he just stared at him and smiled foolishly, but it was like having a little pet or a little tail, and he didn't dislike it.
After some time, the aquatic tribe, from top to bottom, were very concerned about the mysteriously disappeared powerful figure. They would come to ask questions from time to time, wondering when Wei Jiao would be summoned by her.
But since nothing happened, people gradually stopped paying attention.
Meanwhile, Wei Jiao was also surrounded several times by several delicate and charming dragon girls and demonesses who said some sarcastic things.
Wei Jiao has a thick skin. After weathering this storm, everyone has accepted this reality. There are even rumors that the Dragon King intends to hire her as the Queen Consort of Shuoyuan.
They had a good relationship, but that good relationship always felt unreal to Wei Jiao.
Sometimes they would chatter about cultivation or interesting stories from the immortal realm, but other times he would immerse himself in his own world.
At that time, Wei Jiao felt like she didn't recognize him. He would smile at her, but that smile was no different from the smile given to a shrimp soldier or crab general.
Moreover, he had his own secret. There were always a few days each month when he would go out without anyone following him. Before those days, he would be somewhat anxious, and after returning, his mood would change even more, sometimes happy and sometimes sad. Wei Jiao couldn't understand it at all, but she didn't dare to ask.
Although she had been following him around for a while and felt they should be quite familiar, their relationship was like that of strangers who were both very close and easily forgotten.
Those few days each month are Shuoyuan's biggest secret.
Wei Jiao didn't force it. She was already the most shameless person in the East Sea, and also the closest to Shuo Yuan.
She's usually carefree, but around Shuoyuan, she seems like a completely different person, carefully treasuring every little detail and secretly feeling happy inside.
This situation continued until the arrival of the bandits.
For Wei Jiao, the bandit was like a follower. He also cultivated in Qinghai Lake and was protected by the Qinghai Lake Dragon King, who was also Wei Jiao's father. He was over six hundred years old this year, but in Wei Jiao's eyes, he was still a child, well, a slightly ugly child.
The snake spirit is a water snake. Generally speaking, it takes a thousand years of cultivation to become a dragon. It is a monster that is much lower in level than Wei Jiao. So far, it has not shown any amazing talent. Among its kind, it is only considered to be above average.
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