After having dinner with Master Yin, Leng Ye, his own father, and Jian Yue, Su Ping gained a concrete understanding of the situation of the Breeders within the Legion. However, how to delegate the Cultivation tasks would still have to be decided by his father when the ti cos. For now, Su Ping and Jian Yue didn’t need to enter the Legion and find the Heavenly Tomb Special Beast Taming Force that was undergoing special training.
Su Ping was happy with that arrangent. Having been to the Legion before, he didn’t find it particularly interesting. Moreover, staying in Beihai City, he still had his own unfinished business. For Su Ping, the importance of this matter could potentially be even greater than the Heavenly Tomb! This matter concerned the Biyao Chunshen and Xiao Qing’s Evolution.
Sitting in the car, Xing Chen dropped Jian Yue back at the guesthouse.
This Ms. Yue had actually taken out the Mutation Cultivation thod for the Death Night Raven Scarecrow.
But Su Ping ultimately declined, for now.
While he was interested in it, he wasn’t in a rush. Taking it at this mont seed opportunistic, and he didn’t need to stoop to that. His earlier inquiry was rely to express an interest. There would be ti later to discuss it after Jian Yue had a head start on learning the Cultivation thod and Evolution Law of the Paperman.
The only concern that slightly preoccupied Su Ping was how long he would have to stay in Beiyuan due to the Legion Cultivation. Although the Heart of Myriad Spirits was safe with Uncle Guan guarding it and no fool would dare to stir trouble, Su Ping wasn’t keen on staying in unfamiliar territory like Su Anyong, if possible. Many of his research projects back ho couldn’t proceed without him, which would indeed cause significant delays.
However, Su Ping seed to be overthinking this.
Because at this very mont, on the other side of Dragon Nation...
「Deep into the night,」
Here, at the very heart of Dragon Nation, lay the Imperial Capital, the Capital City—Dragon City. This place represented the nerve center of Dragon Nation.
And in the evening, even though Leng Ye was ostensibly still in Beiyuan, he was now standing atop a towering building in Dragon City, one that seed to overlap with reality.
He stood behind a figure.
This figure was looking at the two reports from the Heavenly Tomb sent by Leng Ye.
"Hmm?"
With just that single word, an illusory question mark materialized above the figure’s head.
Leng Ye, who had followed this Boss for an unknown length of ti, imdiately understood.
"Yes, Su Ping and Su Anyong are father and son. But Boss, Su Ping’s Cultivated Evolutionary Body is really outstanding. You must have heard about it from Master Zhu, right?"
"Hmm!"
The illusory question mark shattered, signifying the figure’s acknowledgnt of Leng Ye’s statent.
Still, after so thought, the figure added, "Permitted. However, maintain distance. Don’t allow Su Ping to co into contact with those team mbers."
Upon hearing this, Leng Ye’s eyebrows raised slightly. "Boss, isn’t that a bit much? Wouldn’t it be less troubleso if Su Ping simply stays in Beiyuan?"
"Protocol," the figure spoke indifferently. "Unless you want trouble in other areas."
Leng Ye shrugged, then nodded. "Alright then."
The figure nodded and then set aside the docunts. Glancing at the coalescing chaotic illusion, the figure finally asked, "By the way, what is his Talent?"
Leng Ye blinked, seemingly confused as to why his Boss was shifting the topic.
But he quickly understood sothing and promptly replied, "It’s Pet Beast Ho, not Telepathic Communication. I’m afraid that will disappoint you."
The figure turned its head, looked silently at Leng Ye, and then actually showed a hint of disappointnt.
"What a pity."
Not a pity, not at all, Leng Ye hurriedly thought to himself.
Having such a superior was already taxing enough. If Su Ping possessed the Talent for Telepathic Communication, and if the Boss, becoming interested, decided to teach that brat his own developed ’Heavenly Constitution ditation thod’... The very thought of having two such individuals around—insufferably diffident when face-to-face, yet excessively verbose over the phone—made Leng Ye’s head ache.
However, when he looked up and t the Boss’s unfriendly, direct gaze, his expression imdiately returned to normal, his mind clear of distracting thoughts.
"Alright, you may go now." The figure shot Leng Ye a dismissive glance, clearly not bothered to engage further.
Leng Ye nodded and turned to leave. However, after descending from the tower, he was slightly taken aback, because two figures were waiting there.
They were both familiar to him.
One of them, a ravishing woman enshrouded in mist, smiled slightly at the descending Leng Ye and then ascended the tower.
Leng Ye turned his head in surprise.
Yun Sheng? A friend of Lord Sang Sheng? But this woman has an indifferent character and doesn’t even hold any official position in Dragon Nation. What affair could have brought her to Dragon City this ti?
However, Leng Ye didn’t dwell on it, because at that mont, another figure approached him.
Was this person waiting specifically for him?
It was soone engrossed in watching a livestream on a phone. The figure was only a ter tall, with rosy lips and white teeth, resembling a young child.
But considering their status and the fact they could appear here, they were clearly no ordinary individual. And indeed, that was true.
Leng Ye raised an eyebrow. "Ray Saint?"
The child-like figure giggled. "Ghost Saint, how have you been lately?"
Leng Ye eyed him skeptically. "I’m doing quite well, of course. However, I heard that you, Ray Saint, haven’t been having such an easy ti. It seems things aren’t too peaceful for you guarding the Eastern Sea, eh?"
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