Yin Feijing cast a resentful glance at Ye Yu.
Truth be told, the real reason she’d left the Southern Barbarian Continent to come to the Central Continent was simply to see Ye Yu.
As for the news about the true dragon, it was something she happened to come across, an excuse she could use to meet him.
Yet now, it seemed that Ye Yu was more interested in the dragon news.
Instinctively, she wanted to refuse.
What, you think just because you ask, I’ll tell you?
But under Ye Yu’s watchful gaze, Yin Feijing swallowed those words back down.
Fine; he had her completely wrapped around his finger.
To avoid another round of spanking, Yin Feijing started to relay the news about the true dragon.
A few days ago, someone witnessed a true dragon circling the skies near Liuxian Mountains in the Central Continent.
A five-clawed silver dragon, not more than a hundred meters long. It wasn’t all that big, but its dragon aura was pure and unmistakable.
Wherever it passed, all creatures bowed.
Even from ten miles away, one could feel the suffocating power of that dragon’s presence.
By the next day, word had started to spread.
Several powerful cultivators set out to see the true dragon for themselves.
Yet, after entering Liuxian Mountain, they never emerged.
Instead, roars of dragon song echoed endlessly.
When Yin Feijing heard this news, she immediately thought of Ye Yu.
As a gesture of gratitude for the kindness he’d shown her in Lan Kingdom, she figured sharing this information was the least she could do!
After hearing her tale of the dragon, Ye Yu frowned slightly.
Several days had already passed?
Could the dragon still be there?
As Ye Yu pondered this, he didn’t notice Yin Feijing sneaking glances at him out of the corner of her eye, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.
Repaying kindness? What nonsense. That was only an excuse.
What she truly cared about was Ye Yu, not the dragon. The dream she’d had had left too deep an impression.
One night, her mind had even wandered, imagining an intimate scene with Ye Yu. The two of them in each other’s arms, their tails entwined.
Yin Feijing nearly lost her mind.
Why on earth was she having such thoughts?
It was truly improper!
But it only made her more eager to see if Ye Yu really had a fox tail.
Unexpectedly, she’d run into him along the way.
But after trying everything, it seemed Ye Yu wasn’t a fox demon, let alone a mythical nine-tailed fox.
So what was that dream all about?
And why, ever since that dream, did Ye Yu look even more mesmerizing? She couldn’t tear her gaze away.
How she envied Gan Zhizui, who could have Ye Yu.
And yes, there was also that woman on the spirit boat yesterday. She, too, had Ye Yu.
The jealousy was endless.
“Let’s go.”
Ye Yu’s sudden voice startled Yin Feijing.
“No, I wasn’t—I mean, you’ve got it all wrong.”
Three quick denials slipped out.
Realizing something was amiss, she looked at Ye Yu’s bewildered expression, then quickly asked, “Um, what did you just say?”
Ye Yu gave her a sideways look.
Had this girl really taken a blow to the head? She didn’t seem very sharp at the moment!
Afterward, Ye Yu prepared to take Yin Feijing along to Liuxian Mountain.
Before leaving, they both made a point of saying goodbye to Yin Zhi.
However, Yin Zhi seemed quite surprised, and he spoke with words that held a particular implication.
“Leaving so soon? At least stay the night. Is something holding you back? Are you two feeling too reserved?”
“No worries, I’ve dismissed all the guards and maids. Enjoy yourselves to the fullest.”
Ye Yu and Yin Feijing’s faces both froze in awkwardness.
He really had to say “enjoy yourselves.” It left them speechless.
Yin Feijing hurriedly said, “Don’t misunderstand, we…we’re just friends!”
Yin Zhi assumed they were still in a lover’s quarrel, not fully reconciled yet. So he didn’t press them to stay longer. He told them to come and go as they pleased.
Whenever they wished to visit, Lan Kingdom’s gates would always be open for them.
With an awkward nod, Yin Feijing agreed, then practically fled the palace.
On the way to Liuxian Mountain, she felt compelled to explain, “Yin Zhi’s getting old and senile. He assumed we were Dao companions—don’t take it personally!”
“No worries. Let’s pick up the pace and try to get there before nightfall.”
Ye Yu summoned sword energy, speeding up with Yin Feijing in tow.
The news of the dragon’s emergence was already several days old, not an exclusive news Yin Feijing had uncovered.
In this amount of time, plenty of people had likely heard.
If the dragon had moved on or, worse, been hunted down, this trip would be for nothing.
So time was of the essence—they needed to move faster!
With a determined thought, Ye Yu pushed their speed to the limit.
Standing behind him, Yin Feijing’s expression turned serious.
Ye Yu’s response had been firm and unambiguous, focused entirely on the true dragon.
This left Yin Feijing feeling somewhat disappointed, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on where this feeling was coming from.
Maybe… maybe she really had fallen for Ye Yu.
She let out an imperceptible sigh.
Half an hour later, the two arrived near Liuxian Mountain.
By now, the place was teeming with over a hundred cultivators.
All of them were at least in the Divine Transformation realm, if not higher.
They floated midair, looking out over the sea, making no effort to hide their presence.
Ye Yu’s brows knitted together slightly.
This many people?
Even if the silver dragon were real, it wouldn’t dare come here now. Isn’t this just scaring it off? Do they not know how to stay hidden?
In truth, these cultivators weren’t fools. They all understood the risk of frightening the dragon away.
But there was nothing they could do. With so many people, every type of personality shows up.
An individual might know better, might hide and wait quietly for the dragon to appear. But there would always be those who were bold and impulsive, waiting brazenly in the clouds, insistent on charging forward the moment the dragon appeared.
They feared missing any movement by hiding in the shadows.
The more others tried to dissuade them, the more stubborn they became, thinking everyone else was trying to deceive them.
So they grew more convinced that their way was correct, believing that truth is held by the few; sheep gather in herds, while tigers walk alone.
To be honest, this type of person wasn’t rare—in fact, there were plenty of them.
And so, as more and more people gathered in the skies to wait for the dragon’s next move, even those hiding in the shadows gave up and joined the open crowd.
Not going to conceal yourself? Then, screw it, neither will I!
If the dragon bolts, it not my fault!
Because of this, every cultivator here had dropped the idea of hiding and just stood openly.
Besides, the silver dragon hadn’t shown itself for days now. Its roar and aura had vanished.
Some even speculated that the dragon had already left.
This only made the remaining cultivators more at ease.
Many had decided that if the dragon didn’t appear by the end of the day, they wouldn’t waste any more time here.
After all, pursuing the Dao and ascending to immortality were the true goals of any cultivator.
And just then, Ye Yu sensed a familiar spiritual pressure.