While the four focused wholeheartedly on cultivation, an unexpected scene was unfolding in the space beneath the spring.
At this moment, within the space beneath the spring.
A completely azure Flood Dragon was fighting a young man.
The two appeared evenly matched, but that was not actually the case.
It was clear from the Flood Dragon's frantic attacks that he was about to be unable to hold on.
Yang Yi, who was fighting him, moved through every technique with effortless ease.
In the void not far away.
Ye Chang'an and Shangguan Shi watched the battle between the two with great interest.
"This is Eleven's first battle. If his methods were a little more refined, I'm afraid this Flood Dragon wouldn't be able to withstand even one move."
Shangguan Shi analyzed.
Hearing this, Ye Chang'an nodded as well.
"Mm, Eleven's talent is quite impressive. Although he is only at the Emperor Realm First Layer, he is handling this Flood Dragon of the Emperor Realm Third Layer with great ease."
Ye Chang'an was quite satisfied with Yang Yi.
Even though this was Yang Yi's first battle, and even though he had never taken it seriously, he still made the Flood Dragon, whose realm was higher than his, feel as though a mountain were pressing down on him.
"Eleven, stop playing around. Show him something fierce."
On the other side, Yang Yi, who was in the midst of battle, heard Ye Chang'an's voice, and a trace of seriousness appeared in his eyes.
Seeing this, the Flood Dragon knew that his opponent would no longer go easy on him, so he began to unleash his full strength as well.
He threw back his head and let out a long roar, and his entire body suddenly doubled in size.
An immensely powerful aura surged forth.
Yet Yang Yi did not panic in the slightest. With an innocent smile at the corner of his lips, he pushed out a palm.
A massive hand formed from spiritual power slammed toward the Flood Dragon.
In response, the Flood Dragon swung his tail fiercely, instantly sending an attack slicing toward the spiritual power hand.
The moment the two collided, a thunderous boom rang out.
At the same time, an extremely powerful wave of spiritual energy swept outward.
When that wave reached Ye Chang'an and Shangguan Shi, it dissipated on its own.
It did not even stir the corners of their clothes.
The two continued watching the battlefield.
Yang Yi stood in the void, his long hair flying wildly, without retreating even half a step.
The Flood Dragon, meanwhile, was sent flying backward.
But it was not over yet.
At that moment, Yang Yi vanished from where he stood.
The next time he appeared, he was already behind the Flood Dragon.
Watching the Flood Dragon fly backward toward him, Yang Yi suddenly threw a punch.
Ripples spread through the entire space.
The Flood Dragon, whose body had not yet stopped, was sent flying once more.
He crashed directly into the ground.
Within a massive crater lay the azure Flood Dragon, blood spilling from his mouth and his aura weak.
"May I ask, are we not fighting anymore?"
Yang Yi appeared before the Flood Dragon and asked politely.
The instant those words left his mouth, the Flood Dragon spat out another mouthful of old blood and fainted on the spot.
An hour later, when the Flood Dragon opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the three figures who filled him with terror.
"Three seniors, I was wrong. I should not have entertained the thought of attacking those little fellows above."
The Flood Dragon immediately begged for mercy, tears nearly spilling from his eyes.
The sight of Yang Yi cracking his knuckles was truly terrifying.
No, terrifying for beasts.
"Wouldn't this have been better from the start? We're only using some of your resources. It's just one Profound Spirit Treasure Spring—why be so stingy?"
Ye Chang'an said with a smile.
Yet in the Flood Dragon's eyes, that smile made cold sweat break out all over his body.
He was truly aggrieved.
Four little fellows had suddenly barged in and freely squandered his resources.
He had awakened immediately from his slumber.
Although he had wanted to teach those little fellows a lesson, he had not even made a move yet.
Three people had suddenly barged in.
The three right in front of him.
The weakest among them had immediately started fighting him.
He clearly could have defeated him quickly, but for some reason.
He acted as though he were afraid of hurting him, insisting on fighting back and forth with him.
Wasn't that simply torturing a beast?
He could not win, yet he was forced to keep fighting.
And after half a day, there was still no sign of it ending.
The Flood Dragon had already been traumatized. He could not go through that again.
"Do you want to get out?"
Just as the Flood Dragon was on the verge of mental collapse, Ye Chang'an suddenly spoke.
"Senior, what did you say?!"
The Flood Dragon thought he had heard wrong.
"You heard correctly."
Ye Chang'an replied calmly.
"Senior, I want to get out more than anything, but Profound Heaven Lake has been sealed by an expert..."
"Do not think of me as being as weak as you."
As though he knew what the Flood Dragon was about to say, Ye Chang'an mercilessly cut him off.
"Senior, then what is your condition?"
"Stay by my daughter's side—the one absorbing the Profound Spirit Treasure Spring—and serve as her sparring partner."
Ye Chang'an said with a smile.
"No problem, Senior. Rest assured, this is exactly the sort of thing I'm best suited for!"
Hearing this, the Flood Dragon agreed immediately without another word.
What a joke. He could regain his freedom, and the price was merely serving as a sparring partner for a little girl. Even a fool knew which choice to make.
She was merely a little girl at the Heavenly Spirit Realm, not like this seemingly harmless youngster who was so terrifyingly powerful in a fight.
Being her sparring partner would be an easy job, wouldn't it?
"What is your name?"
"Senior, I have no name."
"Then from now on, you'll be called Little Dragon."
Ye Chang'an casually gave him a name.
Flood Dragon: ???
"It cannot be changed. This is it."
Seeing the Flood Dragon's expression, Ye Chang'an directly cut off whatever he was about to say.
Hearing this, the Flood Dragon looked as though he wanted to cry but had no tears.
He was an Emperor Realm being, for heaven's sake. Couldn't he be given even a shred of dignity?
Ye Chang'an did not care in the slightest about the Flood Dragon's inner thoughts and directly asked about how he had come to be sealed here.
From the Flood Dragon, he learned that he had been sealed here by an Emperor Realm expert during the previous era.
Even now, despite having reached the Emperor Realm Third Layer, he could not break the seal.
As for why he had been sealed, it was actually to wait for someone named Dao Wuhen.
According to that expert, in the next era, someone named Dao Wuhen would come looking for the Flood Dragon, and the Flood Dragon was to leave the Profound Spirit Treasure Spring he had nurtured for him.
Once all that was done, the man named Dao Wuhen would naturally help him break the seal.
Upon learning this, Ye Chang'an and Shangguan Shi both looked toward Ye Xinran, who was cultivating beside the spring.
They could not help wanting to laugh.
"It seems he did not account for our appearance. Sorry, Dao Wuhen, but this spring will not be left for you."
Ye Chang'an said with a smile.
As for the consequences, he was not afraid.
Even if the expert who had sealed the Flood Dragon came looking for trouble, he would not panic in the slightest.
Not to mention that his own cultivation had already reached the Heavenly Authority Realm.
Even his Primordial Divine Hall was filled with experts, especially the five Elders.
Whoever came would be throwing their life away.
Panic? The Primordial Divine Hall did not know how to panic.
For the next period of time, Ye Chang'an's group of three and one Flood Dragon remained idle in this space, waiting for Ye Xinran to finish cultivating.
Watching Ye Xinran's cultivation rise rapidly, Ye Chang'an was deeply satisfied.
He grew more and more eager for Ye Xinran to break through.
Until one month later, the system's voice suddenly rang out in Ye Chang'an's mind.
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