Snow Dragon Bai Xue

Just then, seeing the faintly grave expression on Bai Ze's face, Lü Ruoxue could not help but laugh. She said, "All right, there's no need to be so anxious. After all, this is only the beginning."

"Although a snow dragon requires an enormous amount of time and resources, there is no need to worry before reaching the Divine Venerable Realm. Breaking through to the Divine Saint Realm may be somewhat difficult, but it will not be too slow."

"This mainly depends on slowly piling up time and resources. Once the snow dragon hatches, you'll understand. The resources it needs to grow quickly are even greater."

"..."

Bai Ze said nothing upon hearing this, merely giving her a look for her to interpret herself.

After all, he had no massive lineage or powerful faction backing him. Nearly all his resources depended on himself, so raising a snow dragon was far more difficult for him than for those forces.

Yet Bai Ze had no regrets. He said in a deep voice, "There are still several decades before the Ancient Battlefield opens. We cannot waste this time!"

"Isn't it just resources? Me not having them does not mean others do not. If others have them, that means I have them too—they're merely keeping them for me for now."

"Not bad. Well said."

Lü Ruoxue smiled and nodded at those words. She had already guessed Bai Ze's intentions, and she greatly admired them.

After all, this world had always been one where the weak were meat for the strong. It could be said that strength decided everything.

If one neither fought nor seized, how could one become a supreme powerhouse?

Soon after, Bai Ze and Lü Ruoxue vanished from where they stood and headed into the distance, beginning their plundering.

Several decades later,