"Fine, then I'll see just how you manage to arrive shortly!" Ao Xuan snapped in exasperation, then glared at her husband.
Lei Zhongmo said gravely, "There is no need for a war of words. The fief in the Bloodmang Realm will soon belong to the Lei Family!"
"You are right, husband," Ao Xuan immediately said, lowering her head.
Then the couple began their Dragon Gate Ascension.
Although Ao Xuan belonged to the Dragon Race, she was only a Dragon King, not a Great Dragon King. Without an undercurrent, she could not currently leap higher than a hundred zhang.
Lei Zhongmo fell far short of Ao Xuan and kept practicing.
Fang Yun sat three li from the Dragon Gate, his eyes fixed on Ao Xuan and Lei Zhongmo. Occasionally, a flicker of confusion crossed his gaze, but understanding soon followed.
Fang Yun was learning from Ao Xuan and Lei Zhongmo while also investigating exactly what Ao Hai had taught them.
Before this, Fang Yun had watched Lei Zhongmo leap and already understood him thoroughly. Even with Ao Xuan's guidance, there would not have been much difference, but after receiving Ao Hai's instruction, he was bound to have changed dramatically.
As Fang Yun watched Lei Zhongmo, he compared his present performance with his earlier attempts, listing every difference before using them to unravel what Lei Zhongmo had newly learned.
The height of Lei Zhongmo's leaps slowly increased, filling the other races with envy.
An hour later, upward undercurrents suddenly surged through the water. As though they had known in advance, Lei Zhongmo and Ao Xuan each stepped onto one. Towering columns of water suddenly erupted beneath their feet, and the two shot into the sky like javelins hurled on a battlefield, clearing the Seventh Dragon Gate.
"I told you I would wait