Ascetic Cultivation!
In this gloomy main hall, twenty or thirty people stood together, discussing matters.
From their conversation, it was not difficult to tell.
Su Dingan had been dispatched by the Sword Pavilion Tribe to the Azure Dragon Tribe under the pretext of teaching Long Beibei. In reality, he had entered the Azure Dragon Tribe to delay Long Beibei's cultivation.
Although Su Dingan had taught Long Beibei many times, he had never passed on any real skills to her.
Instead, Su Dingan had passed all his skills on to Long Yu.
And Long Yu was Su Dingan's true disciple!
After discussing matters for half a day, Long Ying said grimly, "All right, everyone. We'll stop here for today. The decisive battle between Long Yu and Long Beibei is only a few days away!"
"Once the martial contest is over and Long Yu wins and becomes the young patriarch, we'll repay Long Huihuang a hundredfold, a thousandfold, for every humiliation we've suffered in the Azure Dragon Tribe!"
"So, over the next few days, no matter how many grievances you suffer, you must hold firm. We can settle everything after the martial contest!"
Long Ying reminded them.
The figures hidden in the surrounding darkness nodded one after another, indicating their agreement.
Then, the figures in the main hall began leaving one by one.
Zhao Yue stood alone in the courtyard, sitting before a table and gloomily drinking tea.
Just then, Lin Bai entered the courtyard again with Long Beibei and Lin Ye.
When Zhao Yue saw Lin Bai return, she said crossly, "Hmph, you've been gone for more than a month without a word. I thought you'd all died out there!"
Zhao Yue looked at Lin Bai with a trace of reproach in her voice.
More than a month ago, after