Night fell.
Su Ping played with a special token in his hand.
It was indeed a special token, an unusual circular medallion, golden all over.
It looked exceedingly noble and sacred.
Boundless majesty seeped from it.
On the face of the circular token, a golden divine dragon coiled with claws bared and fangs flashing.
On the reverse, four large characters were inscribed in Ancient Serpent Script: A Flying Dragon in the Heavens!
This was the Dragon Emblem!
Ever since it had arrived a few days ago, Su Ping had kept playing with it.
All he could say was that it truly deserved to be a supreme treasure representing the very pinnacle of the Dragon Nation. The material of the Dragon Emblem alone was absolutely extraordinary.
This unknown, sacred golden metal was undoubtedly of a high grade.
Moreover, the faint draconic might mingling within it made Su Ping feel as though, with this in hand, he too had transformed into a true dragon, just like Big Yellow.
Unfortunately, for now, its only practical use was to be brought out to scare other people.
Su Ping shook his head, then set it aside.
In the room, which was not particularly dark, Su Ping closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the carpet.
It was time to begin the bedtime task he had repeated over the past few days.
His consciousness had already entered his own beast taming space.
And inside the beast taming space at that moment.
Birds stood on the ground or fluttered through the air.
Yet at that moment, these wild bird beasts, originally rather untamed, were all unbelievably well behaved.
Within this region of space, a consciousness formed from mental power influenced them,
making them afraid to act rashly.
Had their levels been higher, enough to stand on equal