"The place we're going to in a moment is a small island belonging to a Foundation Establishment uncle. His name is Yang Qingfeng, and he is at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage."
"He keeps nine flood dragons and chi dragons on that island, all of them at the Third Grade stage. Four of them are Ink Scale Flood Dragons, while the other five are of other varieties."
As the two of them went deeper into Thousand Dragon Lake, Huang Yuan continuously introduced the relevant circumstances to Lu Xuan along the way.
The closer they got to the center of Thousand Dragon Lake, the denser and purer the spiritual energy became. From time to time, they could even see enormous flood dragons surfacing from the water, laughing and frolicking.
"That small island up ahead is the one. There are quite a few islands at the center of Thousand Dragon Lake, but they're usually concealed by formations. If you skim past from above, they're very hard to spot."
Huang Yuan pointed at a small island shrouded in mist up ahead.
The two arrived at the edge of the small island. He brought out a communication talisman, spoke softly to the talisman for a couple of sentences, and the talisman transformed into a Paper Bird that plunged into the mist.
"Martial Nephew Huang, I've been waiting for you for quite some time."
A Middle-aged Confucian Scholar walked out from the mist. He nodded lightly at Huang Yuan, then looked curiously at Lu Xuan beside him.
"This must be Fellow Daoist Lu you mentioned, nephew?"
"Greetings, Yang Shishu. This is indeed Junior Brother Lu. He has some experience in raising flood dragons. I brought Junior Brother Lu here this time precisely to take a look at the Ink Scale Flood Dragon Yang Shishu is