Two days passed.
Wherever the Seven-Colored Egg went, the little white dragon followed.
Maintaining a certain distance, neither too close nor too far.
"Are you never going to stop?"
The Seven-Colored Egg couldn't help but turn back and retort.
Not far away,
The little white dragon was a bit surprised that it would speak to her first.
However, thinking of their previous conflict, she suppressed her excitement and said,
"You do your thing, I'll wander mine."
As she spoke, she looked around, "This human world is quite interesting."
There were many new things she had never seen.
Although not as ornate and exquisite as the Dragon Palace, it had its own charm. Da Feng Novel Network
"...There are plenty of interesting things within the Three Realms."
Still a dragon.
The Seven-Colored Egg rolled its eyes. Let her follow if she wanted.
Let's see how far she can follow!
It flicked its tail and said to Xu Nan and the Machine Ball,
"Let's go back and turn in the mission."
"Okay, okay, I haven't seen Master for a long time."
"Alright."
The Machine Ball and Xu Nan had no objections. Their outing this time was primarily for the Seven-Colored Egg.
As the Seven-Colored Egg raised its claw, an underworld passage with a diameter of one meter slowly appeared before it.
A chilling, terrifying aura continuously emanated from within.
It was like a vortex, rotating clockwise at the edge of the underworld passage.
After half of its body flew into the passage, the Seven-Colored Egg looked back at the little white dragon who was愣ing in place not far away.
Its eyes held a challenge.
Come on, if you dare, follow me to the Underworld.
After Xu Nan and the Machine Ball had both flown in, the Seven-Colored Egg withdrew its gaze.
Without a word, it entered the passage directly and returned to the Underworld.
And the one-meter-high underworld passage disappeared into the air along with them.
"..."
The little white dragon blinked its jade-like eyes and stared blankly for two seconds.
Then, she flew to the spot where the Seven-Colored Egg and its companions had just disappeared and circled it twice.
A faint, cold aura still lingered in the air.
"As expected, still a little dragon cub."
The tip of her tail swept through the air. The aura belonging to the Seven-Colored Egg's group and the Underworld had all dissipated.
No matter who came, they wouldn't be able to detect any trace.
She glanced at the city below and withdrew her gaze, still wanting more.
She could explore the human world anytime, but the matter of the little dragon cub could not be taken lightly.
Her body moved, her dragon head chasing her dragon tail, forming a circle with swift movements.
Ripples appeared within the circle.
Soon, a passage formed.
The white dragon head turned and burrowed straight in.
After her entire body disappeared, the passage in the circle seemed to react.
It flickered,
And vanished into the air, leaving no trace.
...
As a member of the dragon clan, Ao Bai naturally had a way to enter the Underworld.
Let alone the Underworld, she even had passes to the heavens.
It all depended on whether she was willing to go.
Underworld.
The moment the Seven-Colored Egg stepped through the gates of the Underworld, Ao Bai quietly followed behind.
However, one flew towards the mission center, while the other flew towards the King of Hell's palace.
If she wasn't going to come, she might as well. Since she was in the Underworld, she naturally had to meet the master of this realm.
At the entrance to the King of Hell's palace, after presenting her dragon clan token, Ao Bai soon met the King of Hell of the Eastern Palace.
Wearing a black and red robe, with small hands, a porcelain-carved face, and crimson horns...
She looked like a cute little girl.
She had no destructive power at all.
A punch from her would likely only kill a mosquito.
At this moment, this little girl was sitting in the seat reserved for the King of Hell, propping her chin with one hand and idly flipping through the documents before her with the other.
Finally, she even yawned.
Ao Bai flew directly to the center of the King of Hell's palace, her gaze unwavering.
She bowed respectfully, "Greetings, King of Hell."
After speaking, there was no response from within the hall.
She stood there, waiting quietly.
The first thing Ao Bai learned since childhood was: one cannot judge a person by their appearance, nor measure the sea with a bucket.
Otherwise, one would suffer greatly.
Especially... the King of Hell who appeared so innocent and cute before her.
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