This was his opportunity.
After he chased his prey into the Demon Dragon's territory, only a thick mist rose around him. There was no sign of any attempt to drive him away.
This was an initial probe. Sure enough, the Demon Dragon could not bring himself to be wary of him.
Thus, Xiao Jingyu gradually grew bolder and often went hunting on Beiding Mountain-this was a lengthy campaign to win him over, and at the very least, he needed to become a familiar face first.
If he could make contact with the other party, he would have to see what his temperament was like and devise a suitable plan accordingly.
After keeping this up for over a year without the Demon Dragon ever appearing, Xiao Jingyu lost patience and staged an assassination attempt.
Fleeing his pursuers, he hid on Beiding Mountain. After several days and nights in hiding, the assassins finally discovered him-
Xiao Jingyu knew that the Demon Dragon had been watching him from the shadows over the past year, which showed how cautious he was.
But however cautious he might be, after more than a year, he ought to have lowered his guard. After all, Xiao Jingyu was only a frail mortal who could do him no harm.
Xiao Jingyu made a risky move. Just as an assassin's sharp sword was about to pierce his heart, it suddenly shifted slightly and missed its mark.
Xiao Jingyu killed the assassin with a backhand strike. Catching sight of the other assassins' heads falling to the ground out of the corner of his eye, he could not help curling his lips. He naturally closed his eyes and passed out.
When he woke again, he saw an incomparably beautiful face. Those eyes were as clear and translucent as gemstones, and his entire