Ji Yuan's Dream Butterfly had advanced to the Third Tier, and so had the one before him.
When he saw it, he instinctively reached for the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist, only to find that his was still there.
"Does it look familiar?"
Dream-Demon True Lord asked with a smile.
"I don't know what you mean, senior."
Ji Yuan did not understand, but he still intended to keep his cards hidden.
"Come now. Did you really think I'd seek your cooperation if I couldn't see through you? I've already given you the Void Sacred Heart Lotus seed. Continuing this act shows a rather glaring lack of sincerity."
Dream-Demon True Lord sneered, a hint of disdain in his eyes.
Ji Yuan pondered his words, then patted the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist. A streak of light flashed out and landed on his shoulder, becoming a black-and-white butterfly.
Dream-Demon True Lord's gaze naturally settled on the Dream Butterfly perched there.
As he looked it over, something flickered in his eyes.
"Well, well. That rank, that coat... It must have drunk plenty of my Dream Profound Liquid, hasn't it?"
"You cultivated the Dream Profound Liquid, senior?"
That surprised Ji Yuan.
Dream-Demon True Lord gave a derisive snort. He raised his right hand, and the Dream Butterfly fluttering beside him landed on its back. With his left hand, he gently stroked its wings.
"Do you know why they call me Dream-Demon True Lord?"
"Because you excel at the Great Dream Demon Scripture?"
Ji Yuan ventured a guess.
"No. I once had two Fourth Tier Dream Butterflies. They were one step away. Had they survived their Transformation Lightning Tribulation and become Transformation Stage Demon Beasts..." Dream-Demon True Lord gave a savage grin. "What would even the Black-and-White Divine Hall have amounted to then?"