Surging Undercurrents in Its Wake

"So what you mean is that True Person Huai Jin was able to gain such a tremendous increase in strength entirely because he received a gift from an ancient divine dragon of the past?"

Within the gates of the Myriad Clouds Sect, Bai Youlou and Zhou Pankong knelt respectfully on one knee in the great hall.

Seated above them, their master, Xunkong, an elder of the Myriad Clouds Sect, frowned.

"Yes, Master. After True Person Huai Jin explained matters that day, this disciple deliberately remained there for several more days. During that time, several more cultivators received gifts of the Azure Dragon's power."

"For some reason, legends about a massive azure dragon began spreading afterward. This disciple tried to trace their source, but found nothing in the end."

After hearing his disciple's report, Xunkong beckoned for Zhou Pankong to step forward.

"Pankong, how do you feel now?"

Zhou Pankong looked at his master with some fear.

Ever since joining the sect at the age of ten, he had rarely seen this master of his. Even during the annual gatherings when they met once a year, he could only catch a distant glimpse of him.

Although the Azure Dragon's power had greatly transformed his innate spiritual roots of wind and cloud and raised his cultivation realm, the timidity and cowardice buried in his bones could not be changed overnight.

"R-replying to Master, this disciple feels that cultivation is otherwise as usual. However, after returning to the sect, my cultivation speed has indeed slowed somewhat, and it no longer feels as smooth and unhindered as it did over there."

As Zhou Pankong spoke, Xunkong frowned and carefully examined him from head to toe with his spiritual power. He discovered that although Zhou Pankong displayed draconic traits on the surface, there had not