Song Tingwan's legs went weak uncontrollably, but she remained determined and persevered.
"How can this be considered deception? It's clearly a mutually beneficial thing."
She spoke with a smile, her face pale.
The dragon stared at him for a moment.
The rain is still falling.
But with a snort from the dragon, the rain subsided.
Rainwater dampened the black dragon's sharp scales.
He silently distanced himself from the girl, then gave a mischievous smile: "Just kidding. I glimpsed a moment into the future with this bastard and know what kind of responsibilities you bear."
"That bastard only cares about you, but I know the importance of the Heavenly Ladder fragments."
"I have only done two good deeds in my life."
"When they were still little white eggs, the kind-hearted parents who were possessed by demons and wanted to devour the two siblings were killed."
"The second thing was to help that bastard."
"The first thing we see today can be considered as preserving a vibrant life for the cultivation world."
"The second thing... my parents and others all say that I am inherently evil, and I find it hard to tell whether I have done anything wrong or not. I am just angry that this thing has turned around and schemed against me."
"Well... in your eyes, let's just say it was a mistake."
"Then, one item will do the work of another."
"I extract the power of the Heavenly Ladder fragment and give it to you. My occasional act of kindness has not been in vain."
The dragon chuckled as it spoke, arrogant and carefree.
It stretched out a claw and tapped the speechless Burning Abandon on the ground.
The power of space spread out from the dragon's claws.
The terrifying yet ancient power made Song Tingwan feel uneasy.
Many, many images seemed to flash before my eyes.
It was so messy that it was impossible to see clearly.
But the world changed color.
Bright and dark.
But the rain was still falling.
Song Tingwan stood there with her umbrella, letting the wind blow through her long hair.
"Here, it's for you."
After a while.
The dragon claw grabbed a white object and placed it in front of her.
Amidst the dragon's roar, Song Tingwan stared at the white mass within the enormous dragon's claw. The heavy rain had stopped, and she could hear the demonic dragon's majestic voice.
The umbrella in her hand disappeared as it got wet from the rain.
Song Tingwan accepted the white ball with both hands and said with a smile, "Then thank you very much, kind-hearted senior demon dragon."
It's strange, yet I feel a bit sentimental.
Even such a notorious dragon has moments of kindness.
Is it inherently evil?
How can someone whose nature is inherently evil have occasional acts of kindness?
This powerful dragon, who occasionally does a good deed or two, seems to interest Aji.
Thinking of the demon race, which has changed its ways, Song Tingwan felt that Aji could give it a try.
Killing a dragon that has committed so many evil deeds would be too lenient.
Let him be sent to a labor camp to contribute to the Six Realms, and brainwash him.
This is something that Aji is good at.
Song Tingwan smiled gently, "The Demon Realm has changed a lot and is quite interesting. If Senior Demon Dragon doesn't mind, I have a friend who has become the Demon Lord. How about I have him come to greet you personally?"
The dragon looked down at her with some skepticism, and seeing the bright smile on her face, he felt something was amiss.
Is being a Demon Lord so easy these days?
He awoke from a thousand-year slumber, opened his eyes to encounter the Chosen One, and in the blink of an eye, the Chosen One said that the Demon Lord had come to greet him in person.
The demon lords before him were all shouting for his life, not even bothering to recruit him.
Hmm, is he still asleep?
Were these all just a beautiful dream he had in his extreme anger?
The dragon turned its head, and the Boneless Burning Soul, drained of its power and boneless, lay on the ground like a rotten mud, its consciousness almost fading away.
But no one paid any attention.
The enormous, ferocious, and terrifying dragon exuded demonic energy as it looked down and met the gaze of a smiling woman in a wedding robe.
Oh no, I'm starting to feel tempted.
It's quite impressive that the Demon Lord came to greet us.
He is worthy of his identity as the Demon Dragon of the Six Realms.
The dragon raised its head high and nodded reservedly.
"Granted. For your sake, the Demon Lord is permitted to welcome my return."
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