Fond of quiet, fond of immortal tea, fond of nature, fond of rare beasts.
Jiang Sheng did not care for the mortal world, nor did he care for bustling palaces and towers. On ordinary days, he only liked drinking a little spiritual tea, looking at natural mountains and rivers, and collecting some rare beasts and unusual species on the side.
The Three Realms did not lack true dragons. The East Sea's azure dragons, the West Sea's white dragons, the South Sea's red dragons, and the North Sea's black dragons were all breeds of true dragon, each clan possessing its own divine abilities.
And beyond the Three Realms, there were also Ying dragons, horned dragons, flood dragons, and many other dragon breeds. None of those were especially strange.
But that black-azure dragon breed, with ink-black hair and golden eyes, black scales marked with azure traces through which golden radiance faintly shone, was a rare and unusual species. Its appearance was beautiful and noble, pleasing to the eye even when merely raised, which was why Jiang Sheng had kept it in Little Penglai as a pet.
As for the dragon breed before him now, with white hair and crimson eyes, she seemed to have the dual bloodlines of the West Sea white dragons and the South Sea red dragons. Her dragon horns were delicate and small, her hair white and her eyes crimson. He did not know whether she had red scales with white markings, or white scales with red markings, but whichever it was, she could be called beautiful.
Jiang Sheng thought of the little dragon in his own Little Penglai. Whether she stayed alone in Little Penglai or in the Judicial Heavenly Lord Mansion, it was far too lonely and dull. If things went on like that, even an open