"Sir, why have you descended here? Is there anything you need to do?" Yinglong blinked its eyes and asked.
"Not now, just continue eating, drinking, and basking in the sun." Tianmiao stood up, "I’ll look around by myself."
"Alright, sir, just let know if there’s anything you want. I’m at your service, without hesitation." Yinglong said fawningly, almost wagging its tail. As long as the master doesn’t rush him to ascend, everything is fine, and it can continue living its delightful little life.
Tianmiao could certainly see through this creature’s intentions but didn’t mind. With such a lazy creature, even if captured and made to work, it wouldn’t accomplish anything earnestly. It’s better to let it stay in this world and continue guarding it.
Ti to go and see the destined person this ti.
Tianmiao leisurely walked in one direction, enjoying the surrounding scenery as he strolled.
The main peak had many lush green trees swaying in the wind. Many celestial cranes flew through the sky, along with leisurely disciples flying in the air to feed them. The atmosphere was peaceful.
This world’s destined person, nad Ye Chenfeng, was the son of the Sect Leader of Canglang Sect, with extraordinary talents and a rare mutated Ice Spirit Root.
At this mont, Ye Chenfeng was polishing the sword in his hand, dressed in silver-white attire, his long black hair tied up with a white jade hairpin. Under his long, slender eyebrows were eyes calm and unperturbed, with a handso face completely expressionless. He carried an aura of frost, making strangers feel unwelco.
"Brother Ye, co on, let’s take a look. It’s about to start. They say there’s a very talented disciple this year." A charming voice urged Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng finally raised his head to look at the person speaking.
The speaking woman was his fiancée, also the daughter of the Great Elder of Canglang Sect—Yang Shirui. The Sect Leader and the Great Elder had arranged this marriage and were very satisfied with it. Both children grew up under their watch and knew each other well. After marriage, they would continue to live in Canglang Sect, and no other issues would arise. Both had excellent talents, although Yang Shirui was slightly less talented, but this wasn’t a problem.
They were childhood sweethearts, a perfect match, long recognized as a pair by Canglang Sect.
"Okay." Ye Chenfeng nodded lightly, finally uttering a single word.
"Hmm, let’s go quickly. This year’s entrance examination seems different from previous years. It’s said that in the final stage, even Ba Dao will participate." Yang Shirui said excitedly.
Ba Dao was the na the whole of Canglang Sect used to refer to that Yinglong.
The Yinglong’s na was Ba Dao.
This na was given by the founding ancestor, and it was truly domineering.
Actually, none of these people knew that initially, Yinglong wanted to na itself Ba Ba. So, whoever called it would feel advantageous, calling it "dad." The founding ancestor coolly ntioned: "Why do you need so many ’sons’? What if you have a real son in the future?" That made it abandon the idea of naming it this way.
Upon hearing this, Ye Chenfeng still didn’t show any expression, rely nodding calmly: "Then let’s go."
Yang Shirui was sowhat annoyed; Ye Chenfeng was always like this. Forever indifferent to everything, constantly exuding an icy deanor. However, thinking about how he was indifferent to everyone else, yet would agree to her requests and accompany her to do things she wanted, and seeing the envious and admiring eyes of people in the sect, her heart felt comforted again.
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