Seeing Pulao reveal his true form, Bai Xiang Shou was shaken to his core.
The ancient legends were actually true.
Pulao shook his head. The clouds dispersed, and he became a short, plump old man again. "Well, boy? Believe me now?" he asked smugly.
"You really are a dragon, Senior!"
Bai Xiang Shou recovered from his shock.
"Of course! I am Ao Tian. The blood of a true dragon flows through these veins-nobility beyond compare!"
Pulao grinned smugly and declared with pride, "Even the supreme powerhouses of the nine heavens and ten lands, the four seas and eight wildernesses, have to show me some respect!"
Hearing this, Bai Xiang Shou bowed again with the utmost reverence. "Please forgive my poor discernment, Senior. Mount Tai stood before my eyes, yet I failed to recognize it... But why did you summon me?"
Pulao Ao Tian was quite pleased with his attitude. He nodded and looked Bai Xiang Shou up and down, then seemed to remember something. He snorted, the two long whiskers beneath his nose drifting in the air.
"You useless brat! I had such high hopes for you that I made a wager with that old bastard Du Kang, the Wine Immortal. I said you'd break through to the Human Immortal Realm within a year, but you took a year and a half! You cost me ten years of border patrol duty!"
Ao Tian pointed at Bai Xiang Shou, furious at his failure to live up to expectations. His angry bellows grew louder and louder.
"If you'd shown a little more promise, I could've won ten jars of fine wine from him! Wouldn't that have been wonderful? What a pity, what a pity... You've truly angered me to death!"
Ao Tian smacked his lips and roared in anguish.
*Du Kang, the