Time turned back twenty years.
The Dragon God Heavenly Palace.
Inside a manor.
Dressed in white, Long Ling looked radiant and captivating. She stood in the courtyard, her fingers tightly clasped, gazing expectantly at the room's closed door.
Her father stood beside her, equally nervous and expectant.
"Ling, from this day onward, you'll have a younger brother. You must treat him well. Even if his talent doesn't measure up to yours, the two of you must get along." Long Jian patted Long Ling's shoulder.
Long Ling nodded, but her heart kept pounding.
"Don't worry, Father. I'll teach my brother well. I'd even be willing to give him my position as heir to the Dragon God Heavenly Palace."
"I know my path, and I won't stop moving forward. One day, I'll be so strong that no one in the entire universe can rival me, so strong that everyone pales at the mention of my name, so strong that no one dares touch my brother!"
Intense confidence shone in Long Ling's eyes as she finished speaking.
Hearing her words, Long Jian smiled in heartfelt satisfaction.
He knew his daughter could do it. Her talent could be called epoch-making, far surpassing even his own.
"Yes, my little Ling's talent has no equal, past or future."
"Not only did you inherit our ancestor's dragon god sacred body, you also possess twin divine souls-the golden sun dragon soul and a mutated extreme ice dragon soul. Even our ancestor, the Dragon God, wasn't as extraordinary as you."
Looking at his daughter, Long Jian couldn't help praising her.
Long Ling lowered her head slightly at her father's praise.
Before outsiders, she was proud, aloof, and cold. Only in front of her family did she reveal these emotions.
She had an invincible heart, and she had truly lived