Su Ping's voice sounded somewhat languid. His body and mind were both extremely strong; he was the youngest Saint Spirit Tier, after all.
But that was no defense against boredom.
Neither the opera nor the socializing beforehand was something he enjoyed.
Yet all the breeders below the stage seemed extraordinarily enthusiastic.
The two breeding achievements Su Ping had presented earlier had been enough to astound everyone.
Now, in the elemental field that the Dragon Nation excelled at most, what achievement would Su Ping offer?
They soon found out, because at that very moment, Su Ping looked toward Zhu Hong, who had previously stepped down from the stage.
"Senior Zhu, why don't you join me? You too, Senior Yao Sage."
Everyone's surprised gazes shifted from Su Ping to Zhu Hong and Meng Yao beside him. Apparently, they had not expected these two to have been involved in Su Ping's breeding work this time!
Zhu Hong seemed to think of something. He smiled faintly and walked onto the stage.
After glancing at Su Ping, the diminutive Meng Yao cupped his hands with an air of old-fashioned gravity. "Thank you for letting me join in the fun, Breeder Su!"
Su Ping grinned. "Listen to you! The pet beast we developed the skill for is in your hands, not mine. Besides, you'll have more chances to join the fun later!"
Meng Yao grinned too, clearly understanding what Su Ping meant.
Then, under everyone's gazes, he waved a hand. An immensely powerful dragon's roar rang through the venue, jolting everyone's minds as they looked toward the water-element Divine Dragon that had appeared.
Water Dragon Shangshan swayed in midair, his body of azure water looking magnificent and majestic.
Su Ping paid no attention to this Water Dragon, whom the Ice Dragon King squeezed dry as a