"Hmph! Old Dragon Head! What could we possibly have to discuss?" Li Xiaoya said coldly. They had been sworn enemies back then, and he certainly would not treat him kindly...
"Allow me to correct you!" Old Dragon Head suddenly said in a deep voice. "Here in the Upper Realm, I am a member of the Dragon Race-the Dragon Marshal of the Dragon Race's Second Unit on the Race Battlefield! Yan Longzi!"
"Yan Longzi? Hmph! Whether you're Yan Longzi or Old Dragon Head, your Dragon Race spends every waking moment making trouble for our Human Race. Do you think we have anything left to say?" Li Xiaoya replied scornfully. He understood perfectly well that Old Dragon Head-Yan Longzi-had come looking for trouble. Still, he was somewhat surprised that Old Dragon Head had reached the middle Mighty One Stage in such a short time... Right... Something suddenly occurred to Li Xiaoya, and he said gravely, "Hmph! There is one thing I still don't understand. Just what did you steal from Treasure Mountain back then?"
"Tsk, tsk! Steal? It belonged to our Dragon Race in the first place!" Yan Longzi smacked his lips twice and said in a deep voice, "That was our Dragon Race's Dragon Soul! How could it possibly belong to your Human Race?"
"Oh!" Li Xiaoya drew the word out, then said gravely, "So you lay low in the Human Realm all those years for that Dragon Soul?"
Back in the Human Realm, Yan Longzi had long since reached the great perfection of the Spirit Communion Stage. He could have been called the foremost cultivator of the Human Realm Lesser Star Realm, yet, like High Person Qianshan, he had refused to ascend. He had plotted endlessly against the Heavenly Dao Sect and other sects, even going so far as to