âArgh!â
In a simple room, Long Zhui slowly opened his eyes with a blank expression.
âWhere is this?â
Long Zhui clearly remembered that he was in a fight with Long Zichen.
He wondered what was going on.
Countless scenes flashed in front of Long Zhuiâs eyes as his anger soared. He was just about to sit up when he realized that his entire body was in incomparable pain, as if it was being pricked by needles. The pain was unbearable. Not to mention sitting up, even moving was difficult.
âLie properly. Most of the bones in your body have been broken, and your meridians have been severely injured. Even if you consume a grade eight healing pill, it will still take two to three days for you to completely recover.â
Right at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the side, attracting Long Zhuiâs attention.
âLong Ming?â
Long Zhui turned around with a stunned expression.
âWhat are you looking at? Donât you recognize me?â
Long Ming rolled his eyes and chided, âIf I hadnât knocked you unconscious, you would have died.â
Hearing this, Long Zhui fell silent.
How could he not understand that Long Ming was doing this for his own good? Not only had the two of them played together since they were young, but even now, when they went on missions, they often teamed up and would never abandon each other. They were like brothers.
If Long Zichen had not ambushed him and knocked him unconscious, he might have really died at Long Zichenâs hands.
Still⦠Long Zhui felt annoyed.
If it happened again, Long Zhui would still not admit defeat. No matter what, he would make Long Zichen pay the price!
As if seeing through Long Zhuiâs inner thoughts, Long Ming sighed and said, âLittle Zhui, give up. Long Zichen is the son of an elder. He has stepped into the Great Sage Stage at the age of 500. Heâs not someone we can provoke.â
Unlike humans, the White Dragon Race was born with a long lifespan. Even the most ordinary existence could live for more than 1000 years. To them, a 300 year old was still considered as a youth.
With Long Zichenâs talent, if nothing went wrong, he would definitely be able to join the Elders Guild in the future and reach the Three Great Void Stage or above.
âSo what?â
Long Zhui said coldly, âOne day, I will avenge Little Fiend!â
Little Fiend was Long Zhuiâs pet. It was a Legendary Stage fiend beast and was very cute.
However, because it was unwilling to approach Long Zichen, it was directly killed. It was precisely because of that that Long Zhui challenged Long Zichen.
âSigh, is it worth it for a small fiend beast?â
Long Ming said helplessly, âItâs impossible for you to defeat Long Zichen.â
The current Long Zhui was only at the late-phase of the Grand Saint Stage. It was already a miracle that he could withstand Long Zichenâs attacks several times in a row, so how could he possibly defeat Long Zichen?
Moreover, regardless of status, talent, or cultivation resources, the two of them were worlds apart. The distance between them would only grow further and further.
âIf I was killed by Long Zichen, will you avenge me?â Long asked.
âDid you even have to ask? Of course!â
Long Ming was furious. âIf that fellow dares to kill you, even if I have to pay with my life, Iâll tear off a piece of meat from his body!â
The two of them had gone through thick and thin together many times, and they had long since treated each other as their own brothers. If Long Zichen had killed Long Zhui just now, Long Ming would definitely have rushed up and fought with his life.
âLittle Fiend is my second friend besides you. You should understand.â Long Zhui said indifferently.
ââ¦â
Long Ming was stunned. He opened his mouth but was speechless.
Indeed, as Long Zhuiâs brother, how could Long Ming not know the relationship between Long Zhui and that little fiend beast? After all, Long Ming often played with that little fiend beast.
However, he really did not want to watch Long Zhui die for nothing.
After a long silence, Long Ming sighed and said, âYou should rest here and recover.â
After saying this, Long Ming didnât say anything else. He stood up and pushed open the door, and the room fell silent.
After a long while, Long Zhui gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, âNo, Iâm too weak. I have to become stronger!â
At this point, Long Zhui gradually calmed down. He knew that even if he went all out against Long Zichen, he would only be courting death. He had to cultivate diligently and surpass Long Zichen in order to have a chance at revenge!
Although this hope was very slim, he could not give up!
Thinking of this, Long Zhui endured the intense pain and sat up on the bed. He began to circulate his cultivation technique to absorb the spirit qi.
âHu.â
Space distorted slightly as Qin Jue walked out with a wine pot in his hand.
âInteresting.â
Qin Jue smiled meaningfully.
He was sure that he had not seen it wrongly. There was an aura on Long Zhui that was extremely similar to Long Xiaoyuâs, but also completely different. Even an expert of the higher realm of the Great Void Stage would find it difficult to notice it.
However, the strange thing was that Long Zhuiâs cultivation talent was far inferior to Long Xiaoyuâs. Something seemed to be restricting him.
After pondering for a moment, Qin Jue spread out his spirit sense and directly entered Long Zhuiâs mind.
Long Zhui, who was cultivating, trembled. An unfathomable, ethereal voice sounded in his mind. âYoung man, do you want to become stronger?â
Qin Jue didnât expect that he would say this to someone else one day, especially to an âold monsterâ several hundred years older than him.
âWho! Who did this!â
Long Zhui was shocked.
Someone had actually entered his mind!
It had to be known that regardless of whether it was human cultivators or other races, the most vulnerable place was always the soul. This was always true unless one had specially cultivated some special cultivation technique that could make the soul stronger.
Despite the fact that Long Zhui had cultivated a soul cultivation technique before, the other party was still able to enter Long Zhuiâs mind without him noticing. Clearly, the other partyâs strength far surpassed Long Zhuiâs.
In other words, the other party could kill him at any moment!
âThereâs no need for you to know I am. Tell me, do you want to become stronger?â Qin Jue repeated.
âBecome stronger?â
Long Zhui subconsciously asked, âCan you make me stronger?â
âYes, but you have to follow me.â
âFollow you?â
Long Zhui was somewhat dumbfounded, not understanding what was going on.
âI lack a mount. As long as youâre willing to be my mount, I can make you strong enough to take revenge.â Qin Jue said casually.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
â???â
Long Zhui was stunned for a moment before laughing angrily. âYou want me to be your mount?â
No matter what, Long Zhui was still a member of the White Dragon Race. He had a bone-deep arrogance, so how could he be willing to be someoneâs mount?
Wait!
As if realizing something, Long Zhui said in a deep voice, âYouâre a human?â
After all, only humans would use them as mounts.
But the question was, why would a human appear in the White Dragon World?
âThatâs right.â
Qin Jue didnât hide anything.
âHmph, even if I die, I will never associate with humans!â Long Zhui said coldly.
âIs that so?â
Qin Jue was in no hurry. He patiently guided Long Zhui. âDo you know that with your current talent, itâs simply impossible for you to take revenge?â
âThisâ¦â
Long Zhui was unable to refute.
Although he was very displeased, Long Zhui knew that with his current talent, unless he encountered a huge opportunity, it would be almost impossible for him to surpass Long Zichen.
Could it be that the human in front of him was his opportunity?
Long Zhui suddenly had a ridiculous idea.
What a joke!
Seeing Long Zhuiâs conflicted expression, Qin Jue knew that it was time to strike while the iron was hot, so he added, âThereâs also one more thing. In fact, your talent isnât that simple.â
âWhat do you mean?â