Demon-Sound Stone
"The only meaning in my life is to find every hidden member of the dragon race—to either kill them or throw them into the Heavenly Prison."
Zhou Yugong cared nothing for his future. "Even if I'm stripped of my title as a Dragon-Seeking Envoy, I'll continue searching for the dragon race. I'll keep at it until the day I die beneath a dragon's claws."
"You... sigh." Zhang Taixu let out a sigh. "Junior Sister Yan's death dealt you a tremendous blow back then. So many years have passed, yet you still haven't emerged from it. I know there's no persuading you. I don't want to continue working as a Dragon-Seeking Envoy either. Take care of yourself from here on out. And don't set your sights on Vice Pavilion Master Dongfang. He isn't someone you can afford to provoke."
"Take care of yourself in the days ahead." Zhou Yugong nodded. There was no feast that never ended; after nearly ten thousand years of friendship, the two old friends had finally reached the day they would part.
Lu Xiaotian naturally had no interest in what lay in Zhou Yugong and Zhang Taixu's hearts, but when he left, he still left a wisp of his divine sense nearby. Their entire conversation fell into Lu Xiaotian's ears.
After hearing the stubbornness in Zhou Yugong's heart, Lu Xiaotian secretly shook his head. A Dragon-Seeking Envoy killing members of the dragon race, and the dragon race resisting and killing the other party's people—wasn't that perfectly normal? Could there be some other hidden circumstances?
Shaking his head, Lu Xiaotian transformed into a streak of spiritual light and drifted into the distance.
Lu Xiaotian found a random spot and sat cross-legged beside a patch of flowers. Out of caution, he brought that Sumeru ring into the