"Sigh..."
Inside the Eighteenth Hall.
Qicai Dan watched its master run around, from one underworld to another, and then from that underworld to this underworld.
Busy as ever.
It couldn't help but prop up its chin and sigh deeply.
Originally, it had thought of getting its master transferred to the rear.
But not only did he have to go to the front, he was even busier than before.
It seemed that to ensure its master's safety, the source of pollution had to be dealt with as soon as possible.
Although its master said he wouldn't die, every time it closed its eyes, the scene from its dream would appear in its mind.
That bone-chilling pain, even in a dream, was still vivid.
"Ao Bai,"
Qicai Dan looked to the side. Bai Long was curiously watching the robotic sphere modify itself.
"You are more familiar with Dragon King Grandpa. Tell me... is there any other way to persuade him to let the dragon clan help?"
In the dream, it had used the most foolish and direct method.
—To serve the dragon clan.
It liked its master, but it also yearned for freedom.
These two things were not in conflict.
In its opinion, freedom with a home and a place to belong was true freedom.
Freedom without a home was just wandering.
Unless absolutely necessary, it did not want to be bound by the Dragon Palace forever.
It wanted to see all the beautiful mountains and rivers, and the rare sights of this world.
Especially after its inherited memories awakened—seeing the magnificent world that the dragon ancestors had seen.
"Other methods? You mean..."
Ao Bai hesitated for two seconds before realizing what Qicai Dan was referring to.
There were definitely other methods.
But,
Ao Bai shook its head and looked at Qicai Dan seriously:
"You've already provided so much information. The rest is for the underworld to ponder and resolve."
In that dream, there was a lot of key information about the source of pollution's abilities and hiding places.
From what Ao Bai understood, the underworld's initial failures were not because they were weak.
They just didn't dare to go all out.
After all, it concerned the balance of the Yin and Yang realms.
Coupled with insufficient understanding of the source of pollution,
They were always caught off guard by the source of pollution's evolution and sneak attacks.
"With so much information now, the underworld can resolve it quickly without the dragon clan's help."
In fact, in the dream,
Even without the dragon clan's help, it was only a matter of time before the underworld resolved the source of pollution.
Qicai Dan: "I know, but..."
But as long as the source of pollution was not resolved, it would not feel at ease.
Its master's safety could not be guaranteed.
Accidents could happen at any time.
"The underworld is much stronger than you think."
Ao Bai interrupted it and said firmly, "You should believe your master."
"It's not that I don't believe master..."
Qicai Dan frowned and looked away. It just wanted to resolve this crisis as soon as possible.
After a moment of silence, it spoke:
"Then help me contact the Dragon Palace. I'll go back later."
"I knew you wouldn't go back so soon,"
Ao Bai said, "I contacted them last week. Considering you've learned a lot during your baptism, they've given you a year's leave."
"Within a year at most, you must return to undergo training courses."
"Delaying it won't do you any good."
After all, what was learned in dreams could only be theoretical knowledge.
And Qicai Dan's realm, as well as its various reaction abilities, had not yet caught up.
The training that needed to be done still had to be done.
And the things that needed to be learned still had to be learned.
However, with the various preparations in the dream,
This time, perhaps it wouldn't take a hundred years for Qicai Dan to reach the strength it had in the dream.
Qicai Dan hadn't expected Ao Bai to be so thoughtful. It was stunned and asked:
"What about you? Don't you need to go back?"
Ao Bai: "How could I let you be alone outside?"
Little Dragon Treasure is so precious!
Qicai Dan fell silent, "...Thank you."
It knew that no matter how precious Little Dragon Treasure was, it couldn't always have another dragon guarding it.
It wasn't some important figure.
Ao Bai's first time picking it up could be considered going out for training.
But this time, for a year...
She didn't need to personally guard it at all.
She still had her own evolutionary path to follow.
"What are you thanking me for? I'm not doing this just for you."
Ao Bai shrugged, "I'll take this opportunity to have some fun."
Qicai Dan didn't say anything more, just responded indifferently:
"Mm."
"..."
After Qicai Dan went to attend to other matters, Ao Bai recalled the information she had learned when she contacted the Dragon Palace last week.
The more one displayed during baptism, the greater the harvest, indicating higher talent.
Dragons were naturally much stronger than ordinary races, and less prone to dreaming.
This guy, with precognitive dreams, a hundred years of learning, and a special physique that combined 'life' and 'death'...
Didn't it understand its own value yet?
...
In the following time, Qicai Dan closely monitored all news about the source of pollution and the progress of the underworld.
Soon, the second and third nodes of the dream information appeared.
And the truth was just as Ao Bai had said.
With a large amount of information, the underworld was handling things with ease.
The underworld fought the source of pollution once when it attacked, and fought it again when it attacked twice.
It fought it every time it came.
As long as it dared to come, the underworld would never give it a chance to "go home and call mom."
It was said that the West Hall had trapped the sources of pollution together and blew them to smithereens.
The North Hall was even more formidable.
It dispatched countless paper effigies, each holding a small knife.
They went up and stabbed the source of pollution.
One stab per person.
Until the source of pollution was completely stabbed away.
Even the modern version of Empress Dowager Rong would be ashamed.
...
After hearing this, Qicai Dan and the robotic sphere laughed for a long time, slapping the table.
"Well fought, wonderfully fought hahaha..."
Let you cause trouble, let you mess with my master!
"By the way, what about the South Hall? How is the South Hall doing?"
Qicai Dan asked after laughing.
Ao Bai hesitated for two seconds, "The South Hall... seems to have no special achievements."
"It's said that they even suffered some losses due to a lack of defensive ghost artifacts."
"Huh?" Qicai Dan's forehead showed question marks.
Recalling what it had seen and heard when it went to the South Hall with its master back then, it became even more puzzled.
"The South Hall might be a bit poor... but they still have strength."
It wouldn't be much worse than other halls.
"Mm..."
Ao Bai thought for a moment, "According to the news I received, after the South Hall received the message passed from the East Hall,
Instead of strengthening its defenses, it opened its gates wide, making way for the source of pollution."
"Oh oh, I see... What?!"
Qicai Dan nodded twice before suddenly realizing something was wrong.
"Hey hey hey hey???"
Opening the gates wide for the source of pollution?!
It should be known that due to the strong concealment and transmissibility of the source of pollution, its danger was no different from a contagious disease spread by the wind.
And it could infect all creatures in the three realms!
All ghost envoys wished they could strengthen their defenses, increase their attack power, and eliminate the source of pollution as soon as possible...
But the South Hall,
What kind of operation was this South Hall doing?
...
(ps: The Yin-Yang fish is the mark of Xi He. I mixed it up in the previous chapter and have corrected it.)