Little Dragon Dragon had been away from the Eternal Sect for several years, and Jun Changxiao missed him greatly. Since the Dragon Race had sent an invitation this time, it was the perfect chance to pay him a visit.
"My husband is the Stone Statue Race's clan chief, and his Contract Beast is the Dragon Race's Dragon Emperor." Flower Rose said, "You master and servant are quite something."
"Not bad."
Pride appeared on Jun Changxiao's face.
"Oh, right."
Flower Rose added, "Yao Mengying, your disciple, still controls the Demon Madness Race's million-strong army. By that reckoning, all three major races are directly or indirectly under your control, Husband."
Yeah.
If she had not mentioned it, he would have nearly forgotten!
Jun Changxiao took a sip of tea and said proudly, "The current me should qualify to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Ten Great Immortal Sects, right?"
He admitted that his cultivation was lacking and that he was not worth mentioning before top-tier experts.
But all three major races were connected to him, and he also had his master, True Person Tonggu, along with his master's circle of friends. Did the Immortal Sects dare to be afraid or not!
It had to be said that after developing in the Upper Realm for three or four years, Gousheng was no longer the pathetic loser he had once been. At the very least, he now had sufficient capital.
Although it could not be converted into the sect's strength, once he possessed absolute power, he could boldly do many things. For example, if a large Mineral Vein emerged, there would be no need to sneak around—he could openly fight for it!
"Wonderful!"
The smile on Jun Changxiao's face grew even broader.
However, when the scene shifted, he was sitting stiffly in the Clan