The Divine Dragon Record's experience points amounted to little.
Although he had unlocked a branch, the time Chenlong had left behind was too short.
But the exceptionally warm, smooth Dragon Orb in his hand, shimmering with a faint, lingering glow, drew quite a bit of Su Ping's attention.
Moreover, as he held the Dragon Orb, both the Dragon Seal on his palm and the Dragon Seal in his mind seemed to stir because of it.
Even the Myriad Spirits Codex seemed to have some of its attention drawn to it.
Though that stirring was exceedingly faint.
Su Ping did not rush to investigate. He looked at Chenlong, whom he had known for only a few minutes but had hit it off with extremely well, and cupped his hands.
"Thank you, Senior. If I successfully develop Little Time's skill someday, I'll find a way to revive you from the River of Time!"
Chenlong froze at those words, then burst into laughter.
"Little fellow, revive me from the River of Time? Only a legendary existence who truly achieved Myth through the time element might be able to do that! This strange little thing does indeed seem to hold many mysteries, but I advise you not to waste too much effort on that.
"Even my master, who lived so long, still couldn't escape life and death. A human life is a life all spirits envy. If you have the chance, spend the time you have on something more meaningful!"
Little Time's pages swiftly unfolded, and lines of text appeared.
Old dragon, don't imagine this Dragon King's future through that narrow gaze of yours! In the River of Time, this Dragon King has seen countless fellows like you, dismissing others based on your own shallow knowledge.
*The River of Time never stops. How could