Ye Wudao followed Li Huai away from the pool and arrived at the foot of a great mountain.
Looking at the towering mountain before him, Li Huai said solemnly, "This is the only mountain in the Kunlun Abode. It seems to have been moved here from the outside world."
"The old gang leader and I tried, but we couldn't climb it."
"When Wang Zijian woke up, I asked him about this mountain. He said he didn't know either. It might have been brought here by Yuyu."
Ye Wudao looked at the mountain before him, his brow furrowing slightly.
He had already sensed it: a powerful pressure hung over the mountain, just like the pressure of the Divine Dragon Bloodline deep within the Forbidden Land of the Four Great Families.
He was a little puzzled. Could there be bloodline power left behind by Yuyu on this mountain?
He looked at the Little Golden Dragon tattoo on his arm, patted it, and sent a voice transmission. "Wake up! Stop sleeping!"
Roused by Ye Wudao, the Little Golden Dragon transformed into a streak of golden light and perched on his shoulder. It sent him a plaintive voice transmission. "What is it now?"
Looking at the Little Golden Dragon on Ye Wudao's shoulder, Li Huai stammered, "H-Help... Leader, i-is that a dragon?"
Ye Wudao looked at Li Huai and smiled. "Don't be nervous. It's my spirit pet!"
The Little Golden Dragon let out a roar at those words.
"Roar!"
"It's only a hundred-year contract. I'm not his lifelong spirit pet!"
Li Huai understood what the Little Golden Dragon's roar meant and smiled, nodding at it.
Ye Wudao tapped the Little Golden Dragon on the head and said sternly, "Quit the chatter. See what's on this mountain."
"Why do I feel like the pressure here