Fantasy: Winning Big—All My Disciples Have Systems
Chapter 1165

Long Xiao's Doubts

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"You two wait a minute."

Lu Changzhi interrupted Black Tortoise's two heads with his voice:

"Who is Mother?"

Both heads turned to look at Lu Changzhi at the same time, and they said almost in unison:

"Whoever feeds me is my mother."

"So?" Lu Changzhi blinked.

"Mother."

The two heads spoke almost in unison.

Gu Chen looked at Lu Changzhi, a hint of amusement creeping onto his face.

Lu Changzhi sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"System, I think you need to explain this."

After the words fell, there was a long silence.

Finally, at some point, the system emitted an awkward yet polite whistle.

But he didn't say anything.

"Why isn't Mother speaking?" a voice came from below.

Immediately following behind is the snake's head:

"Mother, say something!"

Stop, stop.

Lu Changzhi's Way:

"Change the way you address me."

"Okay, Mommy," the smuggler replied immediately.

Lu Changzhi: "..."

The one below, after a moment's thought, said in a deep voice:

"Godfather!"

Lu Changzhi's lips twitched slightly.

"This Black Tortoise was ruined from the moment it was born."

This is definitely related to the system!

"Call me Big Brother." Lu Changzhi ultimately gave the instructions personally.

"Big brother."

"Big brother."

A series of sounds with different timbres rang out.

Lu Changzhi finally nodded in satisfaction.

"Since you two are a couple, from now on I'll call you Xiao Xuan and Xiao Wu."

The snake's head is Xiao Xuan, and the other head is Xiao Wu.

Xiao Xuan Xiao Wu readily agreed.

At this moment, Xiao Wu turned to look at Gu Chen and asked:

"Do you still want the eggshell?"

Gu Chen shook his head:

That's enough.

He was also well aware of the importance of eggshells to the Beast Race.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu nodded.

The next moment, Black Tortoise's body suddenly trembled.

All around, the eggshell turned into dust.

Brush.

Water surged from within Black Tortoise's body, engulfing all the dust. Then, both of its heads opened their mouths and inhaled the dust.

The tortoise and snake were one, and their bodies were entirely black. After the eggshell was ingested, their aura began to increase at an astonishing speed.

Or to be more accurate:

Wake.

At the same time.

Near where the two people and the turtle were located.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the void.

The next moment, two figures emerged from among them.

This is it.

The middle-aged figure, with a solemn expression, released his grip on Long Yang's mouth.

Long Yang breathed a sigh of relief, quickly rubbed his noticeably longer lips, and asked:

"Third Uncle, how did Black Tortoise end up here?"

"Don't they usually not have much contact with the outside world?"

"I want to know too."

The middle-aged man did not look at Long Yang; his gaze remained fixed on the direction from which the Black Tortoise aura emanated.

The next moment, the middle-aged man took a deep breath:

"Dragon Race, Long Xiao, congratulations to the Black Tortoise Race."

The sound resounded throughout the land.

Under numerous cover.

Lu Changzhi looked up and was somewhat surprised:

"Another dragon has been added?"

I glanced at Long Xiao's personal information.

"Lacking Long Yang's talents, he seems like a perfectly ordinary dragon."

"However, at this level, they are probably quite powerful even among the Dragon Race."

The strength of the Dao Realm is by no means weak.

If Lu Changzhi's estimate is correct, this is very likely an attempt to get revenge on Long Yang.

After all, that half of the dragon whip is still with Gu Chen.

"That should work too."

After a brief consideration, Lu Changzhi made a decision.

The key to accusing someone of putting a pot in a pot is having evidence, whether it's witness testimony or physical evidence.

Of course, a dragon certificate will also work.

"Getting ready to leave."

With a shout, Lu Changzhi picked up Black Tortoise with one hand and Gu Chen with the other.

The next moment, the Dao-Severing Sword Spirit appeared.

Outside world.

Long Yang and Long Xiao are still Jingjing waiting for a response.

At this moment.

Brush.

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the air.

The aura of the Black Tortoise, mixed with human and Sword Intent, suddenly rushed into the distance at an astonishing speed.

"Wait!"

Long Xiao spoke up, but immediately followed after him.

Their speed was so great that they quickly closed the distance between them.

And just then...

Brush!

A Sword Intent shot straight toward his face.

Long Xiao's speed decreased abruptly, and he raised his hand to throw a punch at the oncoming sword light.

Boom!

The force exploded outwards, and the space shattered where the fist and sword clashed.

Long Xiao's figure stopped there.

He raised his hand and glanced at his fist.

By this time, the fist was already covered in dragon scales.

Where the sword struck, a mark of moderate depth was left on the scale.

In the distance, the aura that had been heading straight for the horizon vanished completely at a certain moment.

"Third Uncle?"

Long Yang caught up and, looking at the wounds on Long Xiao's dragon scales, said:

"That strong?"

Long Xiao nodded, still looking in the direction where the aura had disappeared, but a thoughtful expression appeared on his face:

"Human Race?"

Why is this happening?

What exactly is the Black Tortoise Clan plotting?

As he murmured softly, the solemnity on Long Xiao's face deepened, and his confusion and doubt became more apparent.

"Human Race?"

Long Yang also showed a look of surprise.

"This Black Tortoise is no ordinary creature, is it? How dare their Black Tortoise Race Human Race raise it?"

"It's more than just complicated."

Long Xiao shook his head, his figure flashed, and he arrived at the place where Lu Changzhi had left. He closed his eyes, and after a long while, he finally said:

"The Black Tortoise Clan's long-planned Atavism has likely succeeded."

"This is it?!" Long Yang exclaimed in shock.

Long Xiao nodded:

"An ordinary Black Tortoise would never possess such an aura."

"Didn't even you, Third Uncle, say that this is almost a hopeless situation?" Long Yang said.

"Lack of hope doesn't mean there's no hope at all." Long Xiao shook his head.

"Unexpectedly, in the end, it was actually the Black Tortoise Clan that achieved the first results."

"So, what do we do now?" Long Yang asked, looking at Long Xiao.

"We need to find out who that person is."

Long Xiao said:

"The Atavism of the Black Tortoise to its ancestral form—such an important event—occurred while Human Race were present. This is highly unusual."

"That Human Race likely possesses some kind of secret."

Long Yang thought for a moment and nodded:

"We definitely need to find it; perhaps it will allow our Dragon Race to achieve Atavism in one fell swoop."

"But, Uncle, do you have a way to find him?"

Long Xiao shook his head:

"His method of concealing his aura is unique. I only remember his appearance, Human Race all look pretty much the same. I'm afraid I'm..."

At this point, Long Yang took the initiative to speak:

"How about I take a look?"

He was aware that Long Xiao didn't recognize faces.

Right now, he's quite curious about who could possibly have that ability.

After all, the relationship between the four Sacred Clan Beast Race and the Human Race is not exactly good.

Long Xiao glanced at Long Yang, thought for a moment, and then raised his hand and waved.

The next moment, a roughly clear human face and body were formed by power.

Long Yang glanced at it and was immediately stunned.

Two breaths later, Long Yang suddenly slapped his thigh:

"That makes sense, absolutely makes sense!"

Long Xiao's expression hardened, and he immediately spoke, his tone extremely serious:

"Yang nephew, do you know him?"

"How could I not recognize you?"

Long Yang shook his head:

"This is a renowned genius in this world, the Liu Clan's imperial son, hailed as having the Aptitude of a Great Emperor."

As he spoke, Long Yang pointed in the direction of the Liu Clan:

"The Liu Clan is clearly over there, yet he went in the opposite direction, clearly trying to mislead everyone. If it were an ordinary dragon, his scheme would probably have succeeded."

Long Xiao seemed to be deep in thought, and asked:

What's his name?

Long Yang thought for a moment, "I think his name was something like Liu Tianming."

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