Chapter 207

So it's Lu Shu?

"Phew~"

An inexplicable sense of relief washed over him.

Ying was speechless; even if you are a beautiful young girl, is calling someone 'Master' really necessary?

What kind of twisted taste in role-play is this?

High above in the sky, a fierce dragon war was raging in 'combat'.

Dvalin, the Fast Dragon, and Du Lin were entangled amidst the clouds, locked in mutual struggle, completely intertwined.

The Fast Dragon was ferocious beyond measure, every fist smashing down upon Dvalin's face like a mountain peak.

Showing no mercy whatsoever.

The sheer force of it left Dvalin instantly bruised and battered.

Not only that, but the Fast Dragon also frequently spewed scorching flames, leaving Dvalin nowhere to escape.

Meanwhile, Du Lin, standing aside, felt as though his heart were being sliced by knives.

His beloved, beautiful gem dragon, Dvalin, was being utterly crushed in a one-sided beating.

However, Du Lin could not bring himself to attack his 'Big Brother'.

Thus, he stepped forward boldly, placing himself between the Fast Dragon and Dvalin.

The Fast Dragon's fists pressed down upon his body like mountains, causing him excruciating pain.

Meanwhile, Dvalin's furious whirlwind struck with the ferocity of a hurricane, charging straight at him.

Although beaten brutally from both sides, Du Lin still did not retreat, using his own body to protect the beautiful dragon he loved.

"Big Brother, stop fighting."

"Mmm~ (Won't wake up unless beaten senseless.)"

Seeing that his attacks could not land on the Fast Dragon, Dvalin became exceedingly irritable.

He wildly swung his dragon claws, viciously gnashed his sharp teeth, flapped his wings with great force, and lashed his tail like a whip against Du Lin.

Simply put: I swing my dragon claws, I bite with my dragon teeth, I slap with my dragon wings, I whip you with my dragon tail!

Yet, Du Lin remained like an obedient little baby, silently enduring all of this.

Showing not the slightest sign of retreat.

Of course!

After his regeneration, Du Lin's body was exceptionally robust.

His thick, broad scales served as a shield.

Dvalin's attacks simply could not injure him, inflicting only tiny, superficial wounds.

"Abundance" instantly healed them.

Facing the beautiful gem dragon he had long yearned for, Du Lin's eyes were filled with tenderness and pity.

Five hundred years ago he had already been injured once; this time, he did not wish to hurt the beautiful dragon again.

Seeing Du Lin endure his attacks hard to protect Dvalin, the Fast Dragon grew even more furious.

He immediately turned toward Dvalin, preparing to launch another attack.

"Mmm~"

"(Little Brother, don't fuss; let me beat her awake.)"

"Brother, I have a way; stop fighting, or she'll be broken if you continue."

"Mmm~"

(Really?)

Below.

The monsters were already dead.

After the entire battlefield was scoured by Du Lin's cyan jade flames, not a single monster remained alive.

The knights looked up, gazing at the scene of the three dragons battling in the sky.

A mix of bewilderment, chaos, and shock.

They were deeply moved.

This life was worth it.

Some even ran back to fetch imaging devices to begin recording the moment.

"Battle of the Three Dragons"—a sight rarely seen even once in several hundred years.

Lu Shu (￣_￣): Why does this feel strangely like 'Red Dragon Queen' Alexstrasza, united with her junior sisters and brothers, surrounding and brutally beating Neltharion in the skies above Grim Batol?

It was precisely that Red Dragon Queen from the chat group.

She hadn't shown herself since joining the group.

She must be sleeping.

(～o￣3￣)～zZ

【Whoosh!】

Cloaked in a white hood and clad in full divine attire, Old Master Zhong Li finally appeared.

Hovering in mid-air.

Holding a stone spear, he stared blankly at the scene before him: the three dragons locked in battle.

One was fighting.

One was blocking.

One was furious.

This scene?

Why is it so eyesore-inducing?

Also, what the hell is this?

He knew Dvalin.

He also knew Du Lin.

But what in the world is that other yellowish, chubby lump?

He inexplicably thought of Azhdaha.

Don't tell me he's also become this fat?

His gaze slowly shifted to the other side, toward a figure hovering in the air that was both familiar and strange.

"Long time no see!"

……

Just two hours ago.

Master Zhong, who was about to retire, was listening to a storytelling session.

"In the last episode, we spoke of how, in those times in Liyue, great demons plagued the seas while evil chi dragons lurked in the mountains."

"The Geo Archon gathered all the adepti, vowing to restore a clear and bright universe for the world."

"Legend has it that when the Archon departed for battle, he declared..."

(I have no desire to contend for power, yet I know the suffering of the common people.)

Tian Tian Tiezui was recounting his tale.

But alas, despite his story being captivating, it was, after all, a topic of old, worn-out discussion.

Repeated tellings had long since stripped it of any novelty.

Although the atmosphere around him had grown somewhat dull, Zhong Li still listened with great relish.

He poured himself a cup of tea...

Just as he was about to savor it.

Accompanied by a tremendous roar, a familiar sense of oppression descended from Dragonspine.

His brows furrowed.

In an instant, he transformed into an amber light and vanished without a trace.

Only the raised teacup slowly settled back onto the table on its own.

As for the surrounding audience, none of them noticed his disappearance.