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"Why hasn't this heavenly tribulation ended yet? It's already been so long! Even Di Tian's million-year heavenly tribulation wasn't this troublesome. Didn't they say the Emperor Rui Beast wouldn't face any heavenly tribulation upon advancing?"

On the Soaring Dragon Platform, Fire Dragon Queen Jia Lin had been somewhat frightened by the increasingly frequent and violent Thunderclap. Her cultivation was roughly equal to Qiu'er's, and their bloodlines were not far apart either. Qiu'er even possessed the status of an Emperor Rui Beast, while she was merely a Fire Dragon King of the True Dragon Clan in name but not in substance.

Now that Qiu'er's breakthrough had caused such a huge commotion, Jia Lin could not help but feel afraid. She did not possess such a powerful Golden Bloodline. How would she withstand such terrifying lightning tribulation when her time came?

"Qiu'er originally did not need to undergo a heavenly tribulation, but she inherited the Gold Dragon King's origin and fortune. That is the root of why she is undergoing this trial and transformation."

Yan walked over to Jia Lin and patted her little head. The little dragon maid's dragon horns were soft and fleshy, much like deer antlers. Touching them even made her blush. That was far more interesting than simply petting a cat.

"M-Master."

The little dragon maid Jia Lin went limp as she hung upside down in Yan's arms. A little dragon girl's horns were not to be touched—once touched, one had to take responsibility. And someone was especially skilled at taking responsibility for such things. Though it was not nighttime, who said they could not play during the day?

As Yan teased the dragon maid Jia Lin by the edge of the Soaring Dragon Platform, Qiu'er in the sky had already completed the crucial transformation. At this moment,