"Junior Brother Lu, you jest. Though this Ice Chi Dragon is a strange breed, advancing to Third Grade is no easy matter. You must have put a great deal of thought into it."
Huang Yuan's tone was full of admiration.
He managed so many flood dragons, giant pythons, strange boas, and the like, chiefly to help them advance and break through to the Third Grade stage.
Achieving that was no simple task. Demonic beasts were constrained by their bloodlines, making their breakthroughs more difficult than those of cultivators. When luck was poor, among the flood dragons and giant pythons he raised, it could take several years before even one broke through to Third Grade.
Yet Lu Xuan had raised them for barely over a month, and one of the flood dragon demonic beasts under his care had already emerged.
As for the fact that the one advancing was a strange Ice Chi Dragon, that did not matter much.
Among the cultivators raising flood dragon demonic beasts, whose hands did not hold a few Strange Flood Dragon Chi Dragons? Then why had none of the flood dragons and chi dragons under their care advanced? The ice covering the lake shattered, and the newly advanced Ice Chi Dragon emerged from beneath it, swimming freely through the lake.
At this moment, whether in size, bearing, or aura, it was far stronger than before.
After swimming for a short while, the Third Grade Ice Chi Dragon returned beneath the high platform. Raising its jade-white head, it let out a low hiss at Lu Xuan, its voice brimming with attachment and reluctance, as though bidding him farewell.
Though it had once suffered the humiliation of being hung in the air and tormented by Lu Xuan for half a day, it harbored not the slightest resentment.