Liu Erlong smiled knowingly. "You don't understand, little sister.
Yuan Longxuan has no interest in young, innocent girls who haven't yet blossomed.
Nor does he care for the shallow beauties outside.
He chooses women with strength, willpower, and fire in their hearts. That's why it's you."
Zhuyun's face turned red, but she couldn't help but listen intently as Liu Erlong began sharing her own experiences of how she had pursued Yuan Longxuan years ago.
Just when Liu Erlong started giving rather private "advice," Yuan Longxuan quickly covered Zhuyun's mouth with his hand, his face darkening.
"That's enough, Erlong," he muttered, exasperated.
"You're still the same as back then, never holding back your wild tongue."
"Pfft, and so what?" she stuck her tongue out at him playfully.
"After all, I fought so hard to win you back then. Don't I deserve to boast a little?"
The sisters could only watch in amazement.
Not long after, Liu Erlong led them to a freshly prepared residence within the academy...a cozy two-person apartment perfect for the sisters.
"This will be your new home," Yuan Longxuan said.
"Starting tomorrow, you'll train with the Tianshui Team.
At nine forty-five sharp, the morning assembly begins.
If you want, the academy's eastern side has a full mimicry training ground where you can cultivate without sleep."
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up.
A training ground like that was exactly what she had always dreamed of.
Zhuyun, meanwhile, was simply content to follow her sister, secretly thrilled that Yuan Longxuan had arranged everything for them.
As the sisters entered their new home, Liu Erlong shot Yuan Longxuan a fiery look.
"What's that look for?" he asked, amused.
"Don't play dumb," she purred. "Tell me, do you want to be the dragon again… or should I take the role this time?"
Her playful words made Yuan Longxuan shake his head with a wry smile, though his heart burned with anticipation.
When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the layers of clouds and mist, scattering across the mysterious Douluo Continent, the entire world seemed to awaken from its slumber.
The undulating mountain ranges stretched into the distance, faintly visible in the morning light like slumbering beasts, exuding both majesty and mystery.
From the top of a tall building, one could see delicate ice flowers blooming, their crystal-like petals glistening with dew that sparkled like gemstones under the sun.
The blossoms swayed gently in the breeze, releasing a strange yet refreshing fragrance.
To the west of the academy, a clear stream gurgled.
Its surface shimmered with silver ripples beneath the sunlight, like a playful silver serpent darting joyfully across the land.
It was seven o'clock in the morning. Xiao Wu lay soundly asleep beside Yuan Longxuan, who had already left behind his distinct presence upon that winding avenue of fate.
"Mmm… y-ying…"
At this moment, Yuan Longxuan was still battling in a dreamscape...locked in a fierce struggle against an evil dragon.
Holding a divine artifact in hand, he fought endlessly with the abyssal giant summoned by the beast.
According to the latest battle reports within this dream, the evil dragon still showed no signs of surrender.
"Evil dragon, will you still not yield? Don't court death!" Yuan Longxuan's voice rang out as he took a tactical step back, his expression sharp and unrelenting.
The disheveled red dragon roared in defiance.
"Even if you are a Dragon Knight, so what? The Dragon Race will never be slaves!"
Far away, within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, another scene unfolded.
A ragged young man with an ugly face, marked with a turquoise seal upon his forehead, timidly watered flowers and herbs scattered across a barren plot of land.
Behind him stood a stunningly beautiful girl with golden hair and emerald eyes, holding a long whip in hand. Her gaze brimmed with impatience.
"Swish!"
"Crack!"
"Ahhh!!!"
The lash fell upon the young man's back. The wound that had just begun to scab was torn open again, blood oozing fresh.
"Hurry up! You dared trespass into my grandfather's medicinal garden and even dared to disrespect me with improper intentions! Not killing you was already an act of great mercy!"
Her crisp voice rang out, but the young man.....beaten to the ground...moved even more sluggishly under the whip.
"Swish!"
"Crack!"
"Ahhh!!! Stop! Stop! I'll move faster—ahhh!!!"
This wretched figure was none other than Tang Chuan, the so-called reincarnation of a God King.
Two years ago, he had entered the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well with the intent to plunder Immortal Herbs, enslave Dugu Bo, and even forcibly take Du Gu Yan.
Yet the outcome was far from what he had expected.
He had not found a single Immortal Herb within the well. Instead, he was caught red-handed by the grandfather-granddaughter pair.
When he arrogantly proclaimed that he could cure Dugu Bo's supposed illness...on the condition that Du Gu Yan be married to him...Dugu Bo responded by forcefully branding him with a drop of life-bound poison.
Since then, Tang Chuan had been reduced to nothing more than a lowly medicinal slave.
His life was sustained only because Du Gu Yan administered him a daily antidote pill, just enough to keep the poison from killing him outright.
"What an ugly toad, daring to have designs on me. Work faster, or I'll have Grandpa cripple you myself!"
Hearing her scolding words, Tang Chuan's heart sank in despair. Everything had changed.
Dugu Bo, who was supposed to be plagued by incurable poison, was now healthier than ever.
Not only that, but both he and Du Gu Yan carried the distinct aura of having consumed Immortal Herbs.
The realization made Tang Chuan want to smash his head against a rock in frustration.
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