True Dragon, What's This Person's Background?

"So mercenary?"

Looking at Lingling, who was far too mature to seem like a child, Li Xingze's mouth twitched. Being too smart was not necessarily a good thing.

At the very least, he was feeling a tiny bit annoyed right now.

"Actually, I'm a Hunter. I was thinking of coming to your agency for an interview. Are you still recruiting?"

Li Xingze put on a fairly cheerful smile.

"An interview?" Lingling showed a strange expression. "You want to be a Hunter. Does your family agree?"

"???"

Li Xingze's face darkened. The hell did she mean, did his family agree?

This Lingling definitely had a bit of a sharp tongue.

It was not entirely Lingling's fault for thinking that way. Having a Dragonkin as a Contract Beast meant he was either rich or powerful!

And not merely ordinarily rich or powerful, either. At the very least, only a top-tier aristocratic family could afford such a setup.

Just as the two were at an impasse, an aged yet powerful voice came from the inner room:

"Lingling, I think this young man is quite good. Why not form a team with him?"

Lingling froze for a moment before calling into the room:

"Grandpa!"

"This guy might just be a useless little rookie who only looks the part. If something happens to him, the forces behind him might come to our Hunter Agency looking for trouble."

Li Xingze raised an eyebrow. He finally understood what was going on.

So this little Lingling had taken him for some spoiled young master who relied on his family.

The Abyssal Dragon did not like staying in the Contract Space. The Contract Space was different from the Summoning Plane—it had nothing at all, making it completely unsuitable for a newborn Abyssal Dragon.

What would Lingling think if she knew that Little Black Dragon was a True Dragon?

Forget aristocratic families—even a great clan could not find a True Dragon hatchling.

Lingling might not have seen through it, but Old Bao might not be the same.

Li Xingze knew very well that the owner of the Azure Sky Hunter Agency was the former Divine Magistrate—Song Qiming. His cultivation was definitely at the Forbidden Curse level.

Having once served as a Divine Magistrate, his insight was naturally exceptional. It would not be strange if he could tell that the Abyssal Dragon was a True Dragon.

Perhaps that was why he had agreed to let Li Xingze stay.

However, Li Xingze had never intended to hide the Abyssal Dragon. Since he had contracted it, he naturally intended to treat it as a major source of combat power.

"Since you don't trust his strength, Lingling, why not do a mission with him first?" Old Bao said, following Lingling's lead.

Lingling lightly wrinkled her delicate nose. Why did Grandpa think so highly of this guy?

So what if he had a Dragonkin? It was so tiny—what combat ability could it possibly have?

"Fine, let's give it a try. If he doesn't qualify, we'll replace him."

On second thought, Lingling figured that since she had nothing better to do, she might as well take a mission and test him out.

The other Hunters at the Azure Sky Hunter Agency were basically all High-level Magisters or above, and they all had their own teammates. Naturally, none of them would take Lingling along when she was not even a Magister yet.

Li Xingze smiled faintly at that. Although he had only recently entered the intermediate level, and had barely cultivated his Lightning Element and Wind Element, judging by his overall current strength, even an ordinary single-element High-level Magister would not be his match.

The Goldflame Dragon Lion and the Abyssal Dragon alone, working together, were not something a Magister who had just entered the high level could handle.

Not to mention that Li Xingze himself possessed considerable combat power. Ordinary Armor Magic Gear could hardly withstand his Alchemic Weapon: Seven Deadly Sins - Jealousy!

"This is a mission commissioned yesterday by a farmer. The two of you can complete it together," Old Bao said slowly as he handed Li Xingze a commission letter.

Taking the letter, Li Xingze quickly scanned its contents.

In short, the farmer's crops and livestock had been disappearing for no apparent reason, leaving behind only bloodstains scattered across a wrecked scene.

The mission looked quite simple. They only needed to find the demon responsible.

"Strange. Why isn't this demon harming people? Why is it interested specifically in crops and livestock?" Li Xingze identified the key issue.

Other than the lowest-tier demons like Giant-Eyed Blood Rats, as well as certain demons with high Bloodlines and great intelligence, Li Xingze truly could not think of any demon that would not actively harm humans.

"Could it be Giant-Eyed Blood Rats?" Lingling noticed the problem as well.

"Giant-Eyed Blood Rats usually live in filthy, dark, damp places. It's unlikely that they would run to a farm," Li Xingze said, shaking his head.

The Giant-Eyed Blood Rat's combat strength was downright pathetic. If one ran into a herd of cattle, it might very well get beaten to death by the herd.

A glimmer flashed through Li Xingze's eyes. Other than Giant-Eyed Blood Rats, there was only one explanation!

With that thought, Li Xingze suddenly looked up, only to find that Lingling had already packed her things. She stood there with a small backpack on her back, looking at him.

She really was decisive.

Following Lingling's light footsteps, Li Xingze had no idea where the farm was, but with Lingling, a walking encyclopedia, there was nothing for him to worry about.

Watching the two depart, Old Bao stroked his beard. "Just who is this kid? He actually managed to contract a True Dragon. I wonder whether keeping him here is a good thing or a bad one."

That was a True Dragon—an existence destined to ascend to Emperor-level in the future!

An Emperor-level combat force was already enough to influence the balance of the world.

Summer sunlight spilled across the vast fields. The land sloped slightly downward, and with a casual glance, Li Xingze could see a golden farm surrounded by lush green trees.

The farm's owner was a middle-aged man around fifty. His skin was dark from the sun, and he had a fairly burly build.

"You two are the mages from the city?"

Farmer stared blankly at Li Xingze and Lingling. They were both far too young—this little girl was probably still in elementary school.

Could they really help him solve the problem?

Lingling nudged Li Xingze in front of her with her elbow, signaling for him to handle it.

"We're from the Azure Sky Hunter Agency. We're indeed here to help you solve your problem." To put him at ease, Li Xingze continued, "I'm an Intermediate-Level Mage, not some greenhorn fresh out of the gate. At the very least, I can guarantee that nothing will happen to you."

"An Intermediate-Level Mage."

Farmer was stunned for a moment. This was not his first time dealing with mages, but it was indeed his first time seeing such a young Intermediate-Level Mage.

He also knew perfectly well that the hunter agency was already being generous by assigning him an Intermediate-Level Mage. His commission fee was only that much; there was no way he could hire a High-level Magister.

He could only hope this young man truly had the skills.

"You're the only one on this farm? Can you manage a farm this large by yourself?"

"There were originally two others, but they were both scared off by these strange happenings. So now, I'm the only one here."

As he said this, Farmer could not help looking somewhat despondent. This farm was the work of his entire life. He would never give it up so easily.

"Then you—"

"Ahem, ahem."

Seeing Li Xingze start chatting endlessly with the old man, Lingling coughed to remind him that business came first.

This little brat. Li Xingze felt utterly helpless.

"By the way, the bloodstains haven't been cleaned up, have they?"

"I've been on edge these past two days. How would I dare clean anything up?"

"Then lead the way."