Dragon Gate Opens

All Bai Yujun could see were endless ribbons of color...

The pearl's radiant glow enveloped her body, draining her spiritual power at an alarming rate. After several attempts, she finally mobilized her dragon qi just before passing out, which made her feel much better. At least she had not instantly fainted as she had when being dragged into the spacetime tunnel. She struggled to remain conscious.

The passage was surrounded by endless light. The only thing visible was the ancient Dragon Gate ahead.

Hold on a little longer. She could not pass out.

If she dropped from the sky in her original world and smashed a crater into the ground, she would surely become the greatest joke in both the demon beast world and the Cultivation World, a laughingstock over tea and after meals. It would not disgrace her—it would disgrace dragons. If things went badly, it might even be written into books and become an allusion or idiom.

Perhaps a year had passed. Perhaps the time it took for an incense stick to burn. Or perhaps only a single breath. The scene before her suddenly blazed bright, colors returned, and she sensed that familiar, dense spiritual energy...

She was back.

Tiny Mu flew up and down, fussing with the Dragon Gate. She could have cast a spell to drag the white flood dragon back long ago, but the Dragon Gate had chosen to delay it so Bai Yujun could undertake the Flood Dragon's Journey. There had to be a reason for that. Once the journey succeeded, Mu immediately activated its mysterious power to pull the flood dragon back. Earth had no Dragon Gate; to transform into a true dragon perfectly, she had to return.

Beside the Dragon Gate, Mu shaded her eyes with one hand and looked toward the