The Stubborn Little Dragon God: I Just Want to Help My Brother Inscribe the Core Formation Inscription

"Be good, Xuanyu. Although inscribing the Core Formation Inscription is the easiest part of making Battle Armor, it still places demands on the inscriber. Not to mention Four-Word Battle Armor—at the very least, that requires a Titled Douluo."

"Technique, Soul Power, spiritual power, consciousness, and comprehension—none can be lacking."

"No, I want to help my brother forge his Four-Word Battle Armor and inscribe its Core Formation Inscription." Little Dragon God stubbornly raised his head.

Gu Yuena, standing nearby, was slightly stunned by those words. For some reason, they felt strangely familiar, as though she had seen a reflection of her former self in Lan Xuanyu.

'Lord Dragon God,' the Treasure-Seeking Beast called weakly in Little Dragon God's mind.

"Lan Xuanyu, listen to me." Wang Tianyu's tone suddenly turned stern. "You're only a Soul Elder. What if you fail? That would be irresponsible toward Lin Yuan!"

"I..." Lan Xuanyu pressed his lips together, unable to speak. He could only turn to Lin Yuan for help.

"Brother..."

"You really do call for me whenever you can't make up your mind."

Lin Yuan had been about to laugh and flick Little Dragon God on the forehead, but seeing the unprecedented seriousness in his expression, he asked in surprise, "Do you really want to help me inscribe the Core Formation Inscription?"

Little Dragon God froze for a moment, then nodded without hesitation.

"That's right."

"You're being a little disobedient, Xuanyu." Lin Yuan looked at Little Dragon God with a faint smile.

Little Dragon God's expression changed. His large eyes blinked at Lin Yuan, and his stubborn aura instantly vanished. Just as he was about to apologize, Lin Yuan said cheerfully,

"Still, I'm quite pleased that you have this idea. Then we'll do as you say. You'll help me forge my Four-Word Battle Armor. Hmm,