The Prison Dragon had returned. When Ancestor Turtle saw it, he immediately pulled his head into his shell.
The Prison Dragon wasn't nearly as arrogant this time, and it didn't dare bare its claws and fangs. Lu Yin had given it a thorough scolding.
It had been such an embarrassment at the tea gathering. When told to bite Corpse God, it'd desperately tried to shrink away. When Lu Yin had crossed his tribulation, it had vanished completely. What a useless thing.
The Prison Dragon didn't dare talk back to Lu Yin's scolding. It could only curl its claws to show it understood.
Lu Yin couldn't do anything about the stupid thing. Honestly, if the Prison Dragon's mind hadn't been fried by lightning, it would've been incredibly powerful.
Wang Xu God had once said that the Prison Dragon's defenses were formidable.
If Lu Yin had guessed right, Lord Lei had struck it with lightning. The fact that it had survived a strike from Lord Lei said it all.
"Well, Little Seven? I made you look good this time, didn't I?" Big Sister looked smug, clearly waiting for praise.
Lu Yin hurriedly showered her with flattery, leaving Big Sister thoroughly pleased.
"From now on, just call me whenever something like this happens. I'll take care of it for you, no problem. Anyone who refuses to show you respect will be in for a world of hurt." Big Sister thumped her chest. Chen Le and the others hurriedly turned away.
Lu Yin pressed his advantage. "Sis, there'll be a tough battle soon."
Big Sister perked up. "Who is it this time?"
"Young Yin Divine Venerable."
Big Sister's expression darkened. "You mean the Young Yin Divine Venerable who egged Great Celestial Venerable on to exile the Lu family, slandered you by calling you a