The Sacred Dragon Emperor's Confidence

The next morning.

By moonlight, Luo Chen had spent the whole night reading. He rubbed his brow.

At the foot of the mountain, his younger sister Liu Yuanyao climbed up carrying a food box, a trace of worry still lingering between her brows.

After setting the food box on the stone table, Luo Chen rose and sat down beside it. He praised her, "Your cooking is getting better and better, but you don't need to cook for me personally every day, do you? Where are Little Gold and Little Moon?"

"Little Gold and Little Moon are in seclusion. Besides, Big Brother, you only stay on Coiled Mountain for two or three months each year, so it isn't much trouble for me."

Liu Yuanyao spoke softly as she opened the food box and laid out the dishes one by one.

The two siblings cherished this rare stretch of peaceful morning time. Neither of them spoke.

After breakfast, Luo Chen's divine sense settled upon the golden-furred monkey.

At that moment, it was being hunted by a pack of demonic creatures and was in grave danger.

This monkey had endured all eighty-one tribulations along the way. Only this final ordeal remained.

Further ahead, near Fourth Herb Valley, no other demons remained.

Luo Chen withdrew his gaze. Seeing the worry on his sister's face, he asked curiously, "What is it? What has made you unhappy?"

As Liu Yuanyao cleared the table, she said softly, "After more than two hundred years of stable development, the dynasty has reached a bottleneck. The Martial Emperor is preparing to dispatch troops and wage war in all directions."

Hearing this, Luo Chen rose and patted his sister on the shoulder.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Whether the dynasty prospers or declines has no effect on us."

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