"Is there anything special about them?" A cool voice sounded beside Meng Chuan's ear, rousing him from his reverie.
Ever since Ye Fan had entered the Coffin, Meng Chuan had paid little attention to it. He had been thinking about his own affairs instead.
Now Ruthless had brought him back to himself.
"Who? Which 'them'?" Meng Chuan asked, a little dazed.
"That group."
"Oh, you mean them." Meng Chuan understood. Ruthless meant Ye Fan's classmates.
"Nothing special." Meng Chuan shook his head. "I just didn't want to take away an opportunity that was rightfully theirs."
If events had followed their normal course, they would have had the chance to see a wider world. Meng Chuan intended to give them that chance.
Besides, if he was bringing Ye Fan over, he might as well bring the whole group.
"Great Emperor, they're almost at Beidou." Meng Chuan glanced at the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin.
"I've already placed the Nine Marvels Immortal Medicine in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land." The Ruthless Great Emperor nodded.
"Good." Meng Chuan nodded too, as if to say, If you're handling it, I have nothing to worry about.
Then Meng Chuan moved a finger. Deep in Qinling, in Beidou's Central Province, a brilliant light suddenly erupted.
The handsome fellow who had slept for countless Eternal Ages was due to emerge.
"Awooo!"
A vast Dragon's cry rang out from Qinling and swept across all of Beidou, drawing everyone's attention away from the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin.
Clouds churned. Streams of Dragon Qi became little Dragons that roared with joy, as though a king were about to be born.
Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire, spirit, life, and all manner of Elements seethed there. Bubble-like Lesser Worlds arose and perished, the spirit shifted without cease, and vitality surged!
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