"Oh, if the Immortal Fairy tells this old dragon to shut up, then this old dragon will shut up! Immortal Fairy, why have you captured this old dragon?"
"I think you'd make a rather imposing mount!"
"Ah? What? I, the mighty Zhulong, a mount? No, no, even if you beat me to death, I... Ahem, that depends on who I'm serving as a mount for. If it were anyone else, this old dragon would swallow them in one bite. But for you, Immortal Fairy, it is this old dragon's honor!"
With a face full of despair, Zhulong spoke against his heart. He secretly sighed that his luck had truly run out; there was no hope left in his dragon life.
What Red Dust said next drove him even deeper into despair.
"A mere Heavenly God is far too embarrassing as a mount. Cultivate diligently from now on and enter the immortal path as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'll still roast you."
The immortal path? Did she think entering the immortal path was as easy as buying cabbages?
Zhulong rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.
Every era had its own trailblazers. In this era, on the Nine Heavens side, it belonged to Liudao, Wu Zhong, and Willow Tree.
No one knew Willow Tree's name. They only knew that she had transformed from a willow tree, then cultivated the path of faith. Gradually, she became the Sacrificial Spirit praised throughout the Immortal Ancient Era. Since she was the founder of this path, she was also called the Ancestor Sacrificial Spirit.
In the Foreign Realm, it was the era of Wushang, the Pup Demon Tree, and the Red King. At a young age, they had become immortals after a million years of cultivation, sweeping through all enemies along the way