A petrified dragon scale had already been gnawed halfway through by Fierce White.
Xu Fan curiously took the half-petrified dragon scale and tested its hardness. To his surprise, he discovered that with his current strength, he still could not crush the scale.
"Little fellow, after sleeping for so many years, why are you still only palm-sized?"
Xu Fan supported Fierce White with one hand while gently stroking its head with the other.
"Awuu~" Fierce White gave Xu Fan a soft growl.
"Are you saying you'll never grow up?" Xu Fan asked with a smile.
Fierce White nodded.
"Do you like eating petrified True Dragons?" Xu Fan asked again.
"Awuu~"
"Alright, so you like eating the unpetrified ones too. Not bad—this is a very good habit." Xu Fan laughed.
"No rush. This petrified True Dragon is all yours. Just take your time eating it," Xu Fan said with a smile.
Fierce White leaped onto Xu Fan's shoulder and rubbed its little head against Xu Fan's cheek affectionately.
After placing Fierce White atop the petrified True Dragon's body, Xu Fan returned to the Small Courtyard and sank back into his life as a Salted Fish.
The next day, while Xu Fan was lying in the Small Courtyard basking in the sun,
Qiu Ziyuan, the Hidden Spirit Sect's least noticeable Sect Master, arrived at Xu Fan's Small Courtyard.
"Greetings, Great Elder," Qiu Ziyuan said with a respectful salute.
"Rise. What is it?" Xu Fan asked kindly.
He had always thought highly of Qiu Ziyuan. Back in the lower realm, Qiu Ziyuan had handled Sect affairs without a single leak, and even now, he had never made any major mistakes.
That was truly rare and precious.
"Great Elder, there are now more and more Quasi-Immortal and True Immortal disciples in the Sect. The Sect's