With Little White guiding the little monkey as it learned the Staff-Riding Method, it was overjoyed. At last, it no longer needed anyone to carry it through the air.
What pleased Wenlong most, however, was that the Black-and-White Twin Dragons' wounds, both old and new, were gradually healing, with clear results.
Once they had fully recovered, Wenlong could venture deeper without worry. If anything happened to them, this adventure would have to end.
Ancestor Long Zhang valued not Wenlong's abilities, but the real support he brought—which, of course, was the Black-and-White Twin Dragons.
As the Black-and-White Twin Dragons steadily improved, he put his mind at ease and began cultivating.
Not long afterward, two powerful auras spread outward, rousing Wenlong from his cultivation.
The Black-and-White Twin Dragons let out a long cry. They looked utterly jubilant, and their auras had grown even stronger.
"Have your injuries completely healed?" Wenlong asked, still looking bewildered.
"They have. This time, even our old wounds are completely gone, and our cultivation has drawn close to Half-Transcendent God," Little Black replied happily. Little White kept nodding too.
"Wonderful! Then let's keep going." Wenlong leaped onto Little Black's back. The little monkey hurried onto Little White's back as well.
The two dragons swept out and flew into the Abyss. As they passed several ledges, Wenlong scanned them with his divine sense. Finding no blood lotus, they continued downward.
They passed several more ledges along the rock walls without finding the slightest trace of the blood lotus.
One day, they landed on a ledge to rest. After days of searching, they still had not found any blood lotus, though they had gathered plenty of precious spirit herbs.
Even so, Wenlong was already delighted. Of course, he knew that blood lotus would not be so easy to find.
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