With a faint rustle.
A little Ink Flood Dragon slowly crawled out of Luan Shuo's sleeve, about three inches long, its entire body like a piece of black jade, lustrous and flawless.
After crawling out of Luan Shuo's sleeve, the Ink Flood Dragon wagged its head and said:
"Though you're a kindly fellow, practically a softhearted pushover, you'd normally do no more than offer a few words of advice from the sidelines. Why would you rack your brains to help that fellow Chen Heng devise a plan?"
"Could the Yuluo Immortal Mansion have secretly bought you off to act as their inside man?"
The Ink Flood Dragon reared up and cried:
"You're actually taking from both sides? Have you no shame? Hurry up and cut me in!
"Otherwise, I'll report you to the All-Encompassing Hall and see you get a thorough dressing-down!"
Luan Shuo's face darkened, and his voice sank:
"Would the Jade Dawn School lack anything the Yuluo Immortal Mansion possesses? What foundation does that mansion have? How could it compare to an immortal sect like ours, passed down since the ancient Dao Court era?
"If you used your brain at all, you wouldn't say anything so foolish!"
"Then..."
"While Xun, Wang, and the others were fighting, I secretly used my spiritual awareness to read that golden register of the Southern Territory's Dao lineages."
"Oh?"
The Ink Flood Dragon did not understand.
"You've met Mi Jingshi's son-in-law too. What did you think of Chen Wei's appearance?"
Luan Shuo suddenly asked.
"Chen Wei? That lad truly had an extraordinary bearing and striking looks, rare indeed! No wonder Mi Jingshi's daughter fell for him and had a secret affair with him."
The Ink Flood Dragon thought for a moment, then added:
"When I take human form someday, I want a face