Blazing Sun Peak, where Jiang Yan was in seclusion.
Tap, tap!
Tap, tap!
The space above Jiang Yan's forehead twisted. A hazy figure slowly crawled out through the crack.
She was tiny, seeming to be made of light and air, yet the moment she appeared, she drew the True Dragon's full attention.
It was as if this newly appeared figure embodied every kind of perfection in the world. Wherever she went, she became the center of attention.
As her gaze fell upon him, the True Dragon's aura softened completely, like a gentle stream.
"Mother."
"Your child pays his respects, Mother."
At that moment, the True Dragon of the Yu Long Sect had shed every trace of his imposing dignity. He curled his body slightly and bowed his head, his eyes filled with awe and longing. Even the icy-blue sheen of his scales faded away.
His voice held nostalgia, emotion, and disbelief as he spoke:
"Your child pays his respects, Mother."
"Little snake, you're getting too caught up in appearances."
The Sky-Splitting True Spirit giggled. She raised a hand and pressed it down in the air, and a gentle yet domineering force held the True Dragon in place. Her voice was ethereal and distant, as if it had crossed endless spans of space and time to reach them.
"You've already reached the divine threshold. Why do you still have so much of a living creature's nature?"
"Of course I know that. With my mortal dragon blood, I'm nowhere near worthy of being your child."
The True Dragon lifted his head, his voice reverent and grateful.
"But most of what I've achieved in this life came from a wisp of your essence, which enlightened me back then and let me grow from a muddle-headed little snake into a True Dragon."
"Everything I