The son that Long Zhen had been looking forward to for hundreds of thousands of years was finally back. What's more, he was the legendary golden dragon. Long Zhen felt that this was perfect, if only he did not like to cook so much.
She looked at the golden dragon who had been busy in the kitchen since noon. Long Zhen wanted to stop him. After all, he had just turned back into a dragon and needed more time to cultivate. But because he was doing this out of filial piety towards Master, she could not say anything.
So before she knew it … she was already sitting at the table and eating with him.
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"Master, have some tea!" Yi Qing, who was still in the form of a little golden dragon, handed a cup of tea to someone who had just finished her afternoon tea.
"Oh." Shen Ying accepted it out of habit. She looked at Chef, who was sitting obediently at the side like a cartoon dragon, pressing his claws together. She finally remembered something important. "Chef!"
"Master?"
"Can't you turn back into a human?"
Yi Qing's dragon head drooped. "Not yet."
Although the black dragon had already told him how to turn back into a human, he was still not familiar with this body. What's more, every time he used his God Power, he would feel strangely tired.
"He just broke out of his shell. His body is weak. It's normal that he can't turn back into a human," Long Zhen explained.
"Are dragons that weak?" Shen Ying asked.
"Not really." Long Zhen frowned. "Maybe he's different from other dragons."
"… Oh."
"Master." Yi Qing suddenly recalled something. "I remember that ever since I entered that egg, there seemed to be an aura suppressing me. I could not break out. Also … "He frowned." The more I resisted, the weaker my body became. "It was very likely because of this that he turned into this child.
"There's such a thing!" Long Zhen was shocked. She stood up and looked him up and down. "What aura is that?"
Yi Qing shook his head. "I don't know either."
"I know," Shen Ying suddenly said.
The three dragons were shocked and turned to look at her in unison.
What did she mean?
Shen Ying took out a white object from her side. "Is it this?"
Everyone was stunned. Even Long Zhen looked curiously at the thing in her hand. It was the piece of eggshell that she had dug out from the dragon egg a few days ago.
"Exalted Goddess, what aura is there on it?" The black dragon took a closer look. There was nothing on the eggshell.
"He's inside." She reached out and tore off the layer of membrane on the inside of the eggshell. Halfway through, a black Qi suddenly flashed out of the eggshell. It was extremely fast. Just as it was about to rush out, Shen Ying reached out and grabbed it back.
In the next moment, a black, smoke-like gas appeared in her hand. It was twisting desperately as if it were alive. It had a cold and gloomy aura, and it would occasionally let out a shrill scream, like the cry of a ghost. The aura became fainter and fainter in her hands, and in a short while, it disappeared.
"This is … the Yin Qi of a ghost immortal!" Long Zhen was shocked. Her eyes widened and she stood up abruptly. "How can this be … I've been taking care of my son's dragon egg all these years. How can there be a ghost immortal's Yin Qi hidden inside!"
"What's a ghost immortal?" Shen Ying tilted her head.
Long Zhen frowned, her expression exceptionally dark. "Ghost immortals are deviant ghosts from the Underworld who cultivate to become immortals. Their cultivation methods are very special and their cultivation techniques are very strange. Many divine races can't do anything to them. But their whereabouts are always uncertain, and they won't easily come to divine territory. "
Deviant ghosts becoming immortals?!
It was not just Yi Qing. Even the black dragon was shocked. Ghosts were living beings. After they died, their grievances would not dissipate and they would float around the world. Usually, they would only appear in the mortal realm. In short, they were just souls without bodies. And souls were the weakest. No one had ever heard of a ghost being able to cultivate to become an immortal, much less one that could rival divine races!
"Where do these ghost immortals usually stay?"
"Ghost immortals need to absorb the Yin Qi of the Underworld to cultivate," Long Zhen said. "That's why they usually appear near the Yin River."
"Supreme Divinity, did you have a feud with a ghost immortal before?" Yi Qing asked.
Long Zhen glanced at Yi Qing, unhappy with the way he addressed her, but she could only sigh. "I don't think so. In these hundreds of thousands of years, I've never left the Dragon Abyss, and I've never seen a ghost immortal."
That was strange. Why would there be Yin Qi of a ghost immortal in a perfectly good dragon egg? And it happened to suppress Yi Qing, preventing him from hatching on his own. If Shen Ying had not forcefully broken the eggshell, perhaps he really would not have been able to come out.
"The Dragon Abyss has never interacted with other places. Even the Dragon Valley rarely interacts. If you're talking about feuding, I don't … "She suddenly stopped mid-sentence, as if remembering something. Her face paled and her fists clenched tightly." I just remembered something important. I'm going back to the main hall. Long … Yi Qing, your body is still very weak. You have to rest more. "
With that, she nodded at the few of them and hurried out.
The few of them looked confused.
Shen Ying tilted her head. It looked like … Chef's family in his previous life had a story too!
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After Long Zhen left, she suddenly became busy. She did not come back for a few days. It was obvious that she was looking for that ghost immortal.
These few days, Chef was also trying hard to adapt to his dragon body. He only focused on two things every day: familiarize himself with the circulation of God Power and cook for Shen Ying. Fortunately, he was originally a top student. After trying a few times, he finally succeeded in transforming back into that little bean. Perhaps it was because he had begun to absorb the Dragon Energy for cultivation, his originally skinny body had finally gained some flesh. He looked like a baby, but he still did not grow in size.
The dragon race had always relied on bloodline inheritance. Cultivation methods and whatnot did not need to be taught. He was born with it. The God Power in his body began to grow at an alarming rate. In just a few days, he was already catching up to the black dragon.
The black dragon felt very depressed. Originally, he wanted to go to Long Zhen to make his presence known. Unfortunately, he did not see her for a few days. So he could only come back to Shen Ying for comfort. But Yi Qing guarded against him like a thief. If he took a step closer, the black dragon looked like he wanted to hit him with a spatula.
The black dragon felt like he had been abandoned by the whole world.
Ten days later.
"Master, my cultivation has stabilized." Yi Qing poured a cup of tea and stood on the chair. His little body was almost lying on the table. Then, he passed the cup of tea to Shen Ying.
The other party took it with a natural expression, took a sip, and said, "Are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Oh, what about the dishes?"
"I've prepared them for half a month."
"Pastries?"
"Twenty-odd kinds."
"Fruits?"
"Two storage bags should be enough."
"Alright!" Shen Ying then stood up lazily. "Let's go!"
Yi Qing jumped down from the chair. Seeing the two figures, one tall and one short, about to leave, the black dragon finally reacted.
"Wait!" He blocked the two of them. "Where are you going?"
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