Five hundred years? He was dreaming.
Wang Xian knew the course of his fate. Back when he was on Azure Cloud Mountain in the Demon Realm, he had thought he would have to stay there for at least three to five years.
Then an accident took him to Giant Dragon City.
In the end, he had only passed through Giant Dragon City in a hurry. He had even thought he had reached Dragon Valley, where he could enter the Dragon Transformation Pool and become a dragon overnight, just like Ao Qian.
Who would have thought he'd end up taking the blame for this guy?
At the thought, he practically shouted in accusation, "You're a Saint, and you still need a follower? At worst, find someone from Azure Cloud Mountain. Or I can help you find a female disciple?!"
In a flash, Wang Xian thought of Hua Yurong from Azure Cloud Mountain.
He immediately gave a sly grin. "She's in Azure Cloud Sect. If you're willing to take her along, it won't be long before she becomes a divine dragon... Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a bargain for you!"
"Where would Azure Cloud Sect get a divine dragon?"
Dongfang Yun furrowed his brow and said coldly, "Dragon Valley and Azure Cloud Sect have never been on good terms. And with the matter of Ju Ruo, there's even less chance they'd let a disciple go to Azure Cloud Mountain."
"Aren't you a Saint?"
Wang Xian grinned. "She comes from the same world as me. She used to be a flood dragon... Later, when she was on the brink of death, I saved her life with a dragon pearl. So, how about it? Want to thank me?"
Like a thunderclap, Dongfang Yun raised an eyebrow.
After a moment of silence, he muttered to himself,