By the banks of the Zhi River.
It was already a hundred li away from West Wing Tower.
The night was deep, and the surroundings were silent and deserted, shrouded only in darkness.
There was only a stretch of murky black water several zhang deep.
Suddenly, a massive wave surged up!
In his panic, Long Yi smashed through the riverbank, shattering the layers of poured stone steps.
This Flood Dragon had originally lurked in the riverbed of the Zhi River. Having revealed his true form, he waited quietly for Xie Guan to arrive.
As for his earlier promise to join Lu Hua and Xie Hong in hunting the Academy's Second Gentleman, he had long since cast it to the back of his mind.
Within Xie Manor, he had caught Xie Guan's scent—
That scent was like a miraculous elixir from the Immortal Realm, as enticing as an immortal peach.
A powerful premonition arose in Long Yi's heart: as long as... as long as he swallowed that young man—
He would be able to transform into a dragon and ascend, shedding his current state as a monster neither dragon nor man and becoming a true dragon.
Avenging the Marsh Lake demons, hunting the Academy's Second Gentleman—given such risks and costs, he might not even make it back in one piece today.
The risk was immense, yet the reward was negligible.
It was truly not worth the candle.
He might as well swallow Xie Guan and ascend in a single stroke.
Long Yi had already settled on this plan, and a vicious gleam flickered in his pair of golden eyes.
Even if he could not ascend, swallowing Xie Guan would still greatly increase his power. By then, neither the Second Gentleman, Lu Hua, nor Xie Hong would be worth fearing.
He lay