Study.
Liang Qu slowly woke.
He pinched the Yin Yang Five Elements Seed in his pocket, gazed at it silently, and sat stunned in his chair for a long while.
Little Mirage Dragon was bored stiff, looking this way and that.
It touched the dragon horns atop its head, then compared them to its white-mist form and secretly felt pleased with itself. It rose into the air, jumped from Liang Qu's shoulder to the table, then from the table onto the screen. Hanging halfway off it, it wagged its tail and entertained itself.
It had heard Old Ancestor's words too, but what Da Li Dynasty, what Dream Realm Dynasty, what Drought Demon Small Fruit of Position, what grand trend of Heaven and Earth—none of that had anything to do with it. Too many things were too taxing on the brain. It was best to simply do whatever Boss told it to do, while staying alert for the scheming Fatty and the crafty Spiky Ball.
Free of worries, free of cares.
Wuhu.
What a deeply satisfying dragon life!
"Phew." Liang Qu let out a long breath and rubbed his brow. "What a massive secret..."
The games played by those at the pinnacle always left contingencies behind.
When he had first heard the Mirage Dragon reveal the inside story, he had truly felt as if he had glimpsed a corner of the world's reality—so full it was almost hard to digest.
He stepped out of the room and happened to see Long E Ying finish a stretch of cultivation and emerge from the Quiet Room as well. He casually asked, "E Ying, do we have any Mermaid Silk aboard?"
"Mermaid Silk?" Long E Ying thought for a moment. "We probably don't have any whole bolts. Clan Leader Quan didn't send anyone..."
"Sister