On Mount Yujianeng, the winding mountain path went straight into the sky, and the peaks were high. The palace group accompanied by the stars was Takichiho Palace, Ubiji's exclusive territory!
Bang!
The palace door slowly opened. There was an endless red carpet, and hundreds of dolls stood on both sides. Most of them were dressed as women. From their appearance, clothing, accessories, and even their expressions, they were all different. It could be said that they were meticulous!
When he entered the door, the dolls bowed together, and hundreds of different voices said respectfully, "Welcome home, master!"
The dolls were of course the masterpieces of the Tenseigan. Dragon Style was no stranger to them because he spent thousands of years in the Dragon Palace with the dolls. In addition to chatting with him to relieve boredom, the dolls also helped him develop his Noble Phantoms.
"Jie Jie …"
It seemed that Sana was not here for the first time. She followed behind Dragon Style, holding the back of her head with both hands, and looked around. She didn't treat herself as an outsider at all.
Dragon Style couldn't help but steal a glance at Sana, and just happened to meet her eyes. His little face turned red, and he looked away like a thief.
Don't get me wrong, this really wasn't love at first sight. Dragon Style was just shy by nature. It was inevitable that he would be curious when he saw such a special girl.
Through the long courtyard, they came to the front of the main hall. A woman with sky-blue hair in a kimono was already waiting there. She was not a doll, but the mistress of Takichiho Palace, Subizhi 'er.
A pair of blue Tenseigan eyes looked at the slightly reserved little figure behind Ubiji, and said softly, "You must be little Dragon Style. What a cute and obedient child. My name is Subizhi 'er, your master's sister. You don't have to be polite in the future, just treat this place as your own home."
Subizhi 'er exuded a gentle temperament from the inside out, and she suddenly closed the distance between them.
"Uh, thank you … master." It was just that Dragon Style didn't know how to address his master's sister.
At this time, Ubiji said, "Martial Aunt, Martial Aunt, whatever you like."
Dragon Style said, "Then … thank you, Martial Aunt."
"Ah … Actually, it's fine to call me Mistress." Subizhi 'er pursed his lips and smiled. He then looked at Sana. "Little Sana is here too. This is going to be fun ~ Stay for a few more days!"
Sana grinned. "Jie Jie … depends on my mood."
Subito smiled and said, "The food and wine are ready. Let's enjoy together."
At the dining table.
"Ahhhhhh …" Sana did not care about her image as a lady. She wolfed down the food, and when she choked on it, she washed it down with wine. People could not help but suspect that she was here to freeload.
Dragon Style used a pair of bone chopsticks to pick up a piece of jade that had been cooked until it was golden yellow. He muttered, "Food … was it plundered from the land of the lower realms?"
Ubiji gracefully swirled the wine bottle and took a sip. "No, I specially cultivated a field in the backyard. The dishes on this table were all grown from that field. Of course, it took a lot of effort to get the seeds of the crops …"
Dragon Style was surprised. "Master, you know how to farm?"
It turned out that after the great battle, only the Otsutsuki clan was left on Takamagahara.
But no matter if it was the main family, the main family, or the branch family, they all had the constitution that did not need to eat. Eating was no longer a necessity, so naturally, no one farmed, and the land was abandoned.
If they did not farm, they would not produce food. Tasting delicious food became a kind of luxurious pastime for the Otsutsuki clan.
Some of the Otsutsuki clan who loved this kind of food would even go to the lower realms to kill and plunder just to eat a delicious meal.
But they had always only taken ready-made delicacies, and not food. Because even if they took food, they did not have the skill or temperament to process it into delicious food.
Therefore, when he heard that the delicious food on this table was all cultivated and cooked by Ubiji and his sister, Dragon Style was so surprised.
"…" Dragon Style put the jade into his mouth and chewed slowly, savoring it.
He was full of wine and food.
Ubiji used a napkin and slowly wiped his mouth. "Cultivation starts tomorrow. Sleep well tonight. You and Sana … go to the side hall. The puppets have already prepared a room for you."
At night, Dragon Style thought about what had happened these days. He tossed and turned in bed and could not sleep, so he wanted to go out and get some fresh air.
"Dragon Style -sama."
The puppets in the corridor bowed.
"Thank you for your hard work." Dragon Style nodded in response and walked to the courtyard of the side hall.
Sana sat on the treetop and looked at the moon in the sky full of stars. She was not as unruly and unrestrained as she was during the day. Her slim back seemed to faintly reveal a sense of loneliness.
"Phew." Dragon Style looked at her back. After a while, he took a deep breath and went forward to greet her. "Sana … senpai, good evening."
Sana gently brushed her cheek and looked back. "Oh, it's the little one. You can't sleep too?"
Dragon Style: "Um, am I … disturbing you?"
Sana: "No, I'm bored. Do you want to come up, or should I go down?"
Dragon Style: "I'll go up."
Whoosh!
Dragon Style floated to the treetop and stood. He was barely taller than Sana who was sitting, but when he sat down, he was only at Sana's shoulder.
The two sat like that and did not speak for a long time.
Sana was the first to break the silence. "I heard that not long after you were born, you were confined for a thousand years."
It turned out that after the meal, Suo Na and Subi Zhi 'er chatted for a while and roughly knew about the Dragon Shi.
"Yes." Long Shi nodded. The thousand years in Dragon Palace was almost all of his life so far. There was nothing to avoid or hide.
Suo Na smiled and said, "Hehe, I'm surprised you haven't gone crazy ~"
Dragon Style did not care about the unfortunate past. He was curious about what happened during the day. "By the way, senpai Sana, why did you release the Ten-tails during the day?"
Sana said without thinking, "Because it's fun."
"Fun?"
"Yes, it's boring to live the same life every day. If I don't find something exciting to do, how can I pass the time?"
Sana looked at Dragon Style from the corner of her eyes. "But then again, the Ten-tails is very similar to you. They were buried in the ground for a thousand years and lost their freedom. But at least they can become big trees. You're just a little one, Jie Jie."
"…" Long Shi lowered his head as if he had suffered a blow.
Seeing this, Sana said, "But it's okay. At least you don't have the rotten smell of the other members of the Big Tube Wood Tribe."
Dragon Style looked up and said, "Rotten … smell?"
Sana did not hide her disgust at all. "It means that you're bored to death. You can see it from the beginning to the end. Other than strength, you're useless bugs. I've always hated people like that. And this tribe is full of bugs like that. Ahhh, why don't they all die?"
Dragon Style's eyes dimmed. He hugged his knees and said, "Not long ago … I killed my best friend."
"Jie?" Sana raised her eyebrows. "You mean … that guy called Tian Zhao Dou. Wasn't he the one who attacked first?"
Dragon Style said, "That's true. But he died because of me. I … I decided to protect him."
"Jie Jie, Jie Jie, jie ~" Sana suddenly laughed.
Dragon Style was confused. "Is it that funny? “
Sana said mercilessly, "Isn't it funny? I'm not interested in words like 'protect' and 'protect'. In fact, I feel disgusted. But I know that the prerequisite for protecting others is to have the ability to protect yourself. Otherwise, it's just the self-satisfaction of the 'weak'. In the end, you might hurt the person you want to protect. "
"So you're just a little brat who hasn't seen much of the world ~ Ahhh ~ Boring, I'm going back to sleep!" Sana yawned. She jumped down from the tree and walked back to her room.
"Wait a minute …" Dragon Style stood up and suddenly called out to Sana.
"Jie." Sana stopped and looked behind her. "What, do you have an idea? “
Dragon Style clenched his small fist. "You said I'm inexperienced, I admit it. You said I'm weak, I don't admit it! “
"Oh?" Sana was interested. "Then what do you want?" “
Dragon Style said, "Let's make a bet. The loser has to do something for the loser unconditionally!" “
"Jie Jie, interesting …" Sana licked her lips and turned around. "Say it ~ How do you want to play? Do you want to be civil or martial?" “
"Ah, this, let's bet …"
Long Shi was speechless for a moment. His youthful nature was stirred up by Suo Na's arrogance, and he made a bold statement. But then he remembered that the girl in front of him was an existence that he couldn't win in a verbal battle. He couldn't win in a physical battle. Wasn't that asking for trouble?
"Why don't you let me decide on this bet?"
A voice suddenly sounded in the night sky. Sana and Dragon Style looked over at the same time. They saw … Ubiji descending from the Yōzumi Birasaka and landing gracefully.
Dragon Style said, "Sensei …"
Sana said, "When are you?"
Ubiji said, "From tomorrow onwards, the two of you will be taught by me at the same time. You will compete every day. If you lose, you will be punished. After all the competitions are over, the total number of wins and losses will be calculated. The loser, according to what Dragon Style said earlier, must do something for the loser unconditionally. What do you think? Isn't this fair?"
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