Chapter 557: Transforming into a Dragon

"Mom, why are you out today?"

When Xiao Yu reached the training ground, the black Jin Gang, who had been cultivating in the pond, noticed her and immediately swam over.

He had taken his true form: a three-zhang-long black fish-dragon.

The fish's head bore two large bulges on its forehead.

Its scales had transformed into beautiful "half-dragon scales," but its belly still lacked claws, writhing like a snake along the ground.

"The seclusion is over; starting today,"

With a flash of light from Long Tian's return scroll, Long Tian reappeared at the mount NPC's location.

As I ran closer, my panda and I finally saw the hunched figure lying on the ground… under the moonlight, I saw his face.

Pengcheng sighed helplessly, yet felt a strange sense of joy inside—who ever argues with themselves? If he answered "Jian Ning," would she really get jealous of herself?

Although Sister Gu came to Singapore under the pretense of tourism, she now acts more like a team manager, much like Fish Sister, always by our side, occasionally checking on our condition.

If not for Panda's remark, Lord Tang's blade would have killed Xu Biao outright; after years of dominating Suzhou, Lord Tang was no mere rich man hiding in his luxury villa to feast and play.

Mom used to work in a factory, paid by piecework—completely different from now; it's natural for her psychology to have changed.

Seeing Bai Ruxue's terrifying speed and cold voice, everyone shivered involuntarily; the man grabbed by the throat stammered, unable to speak.

Ultimate counterkill, ultimate escape—feeling the thrill of barely surviving, scraping through with one HP, stirs players' blood to boil.

But Long Tian noticed that the Fire Kirin paid no attention to his attacks whatsoever, continuing to construct its decorations as if nothing had happened.

The fat nerds were all delighted—they always found new joy in new technology. But Xue Li and producer Solana's faces turned grim. Not only did the new effects demand massive production upheaval, but how much additional budget would be needed to realize Jing Jian's requested visual effects?

This man was Li Yang, captain of the Marine Corps. Xie Dongya asked about troop status, then sat on the deck—he had fought all night and was now tired, so he needed to cultivate for a while.

Wang Yan, severely injured by Bald Chen's palm strike, heard Li Sandao's intention to marry his sister, and his eyes blazed with furious fire.

"Blood is thicker than water. We can't remain estranged forever," Gui Die explained patiently, understanding Huang Bingfeng's concerns.

A young man with short, choppy hair and a chiseled face full of resolve slightly furrowed his brow upon hearing the dragon's roar outside.

The entire Fenglei Gorge was instantly bathed in countless brilliant lights; thousands upon thousands of spells ignited simultaneously, then collided with one another.

Logically, this section was the very place everyone scrambled to get into—but why, with Li Qiang, did it become a place no one wanted, a hot potato that gave everyone a headache?

As they talked, the morning passed. After lunch and a short rest, Xie Dongya and the others sat back down on their chairs.

"I probably don't have that much time. I didn't come out to play—I'm here for serious business." He glanced at Ye Feiyang.

Those who knew the origins of the mighty elder shared the same view as Ba Long and Ba Hu: Qin Tian's moment of glory was fleeting; now that grave life-threatening danger had arrived, Qin Tian was surely finished.

Sui Yu Yanxin extended her hand and began slowly counting, her deep red pupils darkening, making her seem ever more distant.

What annoyed Xiang Gangtian was that this one was also a clan chief's son. Xiang Gangtian couldn't help but suspect: had he somehow offended the clan chief's idiot son lately? Why did he keep running into such people everywhere?