"Ha ha ha ha."
Yang Yuanhong could not hold it in either and burst out laughing on the spot.
Standing to one side, Long Yuan saw this and could not resist joining in.
After the laughter subsided, Long Yuan stepped forward and solemnly cupped his hands in salute to Yang Yuanhong. "I am deeply grateful for your aid. Fortunately, Senior arrived in time. I am greatly relieved that you returned safely this time."
"Brother Long Yuan need not say that. The struggle between the two paths is only growing fiercer. Since I possess this cultivation, I ought to contribute to our righteous path."
Yang Yuanhong returned the salute, then took out the ancient sea creature's tentacle he had obtained from the abyssal seabed.
"Let us not speak of that. I found this object while exploring that sea abyss cave dwelling. Brother Long Yuan, please examine it and see what its origins might be."
Long Yuan accepted the tentacle, inspected it carefully, then swept it once with his Spiritual Sense. He said, "This object contains dragon breath and carries an ancient aura. It seems to be quite old. Let me investigate it."
As he spoke, Long Yuan patted his waist pouch and summoned a radiant, multicolored tome.
The tome did not appear particularly thick, only a dozen or so pages long. Yet in Long Yuan's hands, it flipped through hundreds of pages in a single breath. It was evidently a treasure refined through spatial Daoist Magic.
"Found it!"
After searching for roughly a quarter of an hour, Long Yuan gathered a strand of true essence between his fingers and tapped it onto the current page, projecting the images and text before them.
"In the ancient sea lived a creature called the Shrimp Snake, also known as the Sea Moon. Dragons delighted