"Sigh, I never even wanted to celebrate it."
Ye Tian muttered, his little lips pouting.
His father and mother doted on him immensely and had previously proposed throwing him a grand birthday banquet every year.
But he had refused. There was no need, nor any reason to waste the Lineage's manpower, resources, and money.
All he needed was to quietly live as a lazy salted fish. With such an outrageously powerful background, plus Huang Ruoxi and Su Qinglian, his two personal little maids...
He simply opened his mouth when food came and stretched out his arms when clothes arrived, eating when hungry and sleeping when tired. Wasn't life as a pampered heir wonderful? Why bother with anything more?
Meanwhile, Little Dragon Ling'er, who had merged with the chaos ancestral dragon bloodline, was growing faster and faster. Her talent gradually revealed itself, incredibly formidable yet still graceful and gentle.
Her slender dragon body contained boundless divine power. Her scales gleamed like jade, sparkling brilliantly, making her look like a fairy dragon.
But she had caused no shortage of trouble across the Eternal Ye Family's Divine Mountain Treasure Islands, throwing her weight around everywhere.
Whenever she encountered someone with stronger cultivation, she immediately fled. If she couldn't escape, she brought up Ye Tian as her backer.
Whenever she encountered someone weaker, she used her mighty bloodline power to make them submit outright.
Whenever she encountered a fierce beast at the same realm, she grew immensely excited and charged forward to battle it, as though accumulating combat experience, pinning it beneath her.
It was just like subduing a mount.
Ye Tian strongly suspected that riding her so often had left little Ling'er feeling resentful.
Come to think of it, this little dragon had grown up alongside him. Whenever he played and made mischief