Chapter 2938: Second Life 09

A God Sovereign and a spirit dragon, just like that, started fighting clang-clang in the martial arena that Chenshu had specially opened up for Jin Chen.

If the formation weren't stable, it would have already demolished half of the god's hall.

Only after this fight did they discover how well they got along.

From then on, that spirit dragon would come to find him every few days.

Sometimes they fought, sometimes they fought, sometimes they still fought.

Jin Chen found fighting this dragon rather interesting.

As they fought, both grew tired, so they lay together on the grass to catch their breath.

The spirit dragon shrank down, lay beside him, and wagged its tail back and forth.

Jin Chen asked, "What's your name?"

The spirit dragon turned its head to look at him.

"You haven't taken a name yet?" Jin Chen asked.

The spirit dragon nodded.

Jin Chen thought, "Wait until you transform to take a name; taking one now would be useless."

The days passed just like that.

Jin Chen fought the spirit dragon every day; when tired from fighting, he would lie down and chat; when tired from chatting, he would get up and continue fighting.

He discovered this dragon was truly formidable in battle.

Moreover, the more they fought, the stronger it became.

At first he let it win, then he didn't need to let it win, and later he actually had to fight seriously to beat it.

That day, after Jin Chen and the spirit dragon finished fighting, while counting the days he somehow thought of something, and hurried the spirit dragon.

"I heard there is a flood dragon in the East Sea,"

He said to the spirit dragon, "It's bigger than you."

The spirit dragon indignantly flicked its tail.

"Want to go see?" Jin Chen asked.

The spirit dragon nodded.

Thus Jin Chen mounted the spirit dragon and flew east all the way.

The spirit dragon flew very fast, the wind howling past his ears.

And on that day, Chenshu returned from the Wasteland.

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Returning to the Main God Hall, Chenshu only sent a mental message summoning Bai Ze, briefly explained the subsequent suppression matters, then went straight to bathe in the spiritual spring behind the sleeping hall, washing off the demonic aura and bloodstains clinging to him, and then went to Jin Chen's god's hall.

In the past, whenever he returned from outside, no matter early or late, Jin Chen would always be waiting in the god's hall.

Today should be no different.

Thinking that, he walked toward Jin Chen's courtyard.

But today the carved window shutters were half open, clouds drifting outside, yet there was no one.

Chenshu silently thought it strange, furrowed his brow, lowered his eyes, lifted his hand and lightly brushed his cuff, and Mirror Flower Water Moon unfolded before him.

The image swiftly flowed, sweeping past the layered clouds and heavenly palaces of the God Realm, past the countless mountains and rivers of the Lower Realm, and the scene of the East Sea appeared.

Waves crashed against the shore, the sea wind howled, the spirit dragon circled above the sea, and atop its head sat a blue-eyed, smiling god sovereign with black hair flying—who else could it be but Jin Chen?

Chenshu quietly watched the scene in Mirror Flower Water Moon, and the fatigue between his brows and eyes faded a little.

When Bai Ze walked into the courtyard holding Ling Gun Gun, what he saw was exactly this scene.

Chenshu stood there, and in the Mirror Flower Water Moon before him, Jin Chen was happily touring the East Sea seated on the spirit dragon's head.

Bai Ze lowered his head to look at Ling Gun Gun in his arms, then lifted his head to look at Chenshu, and suddenly had a very bad premonition.

It's bad.

This blockhead Jin Chen, how could he not even know that his master was due to return today?

Bai Ze steeled himself and walked forward.

"Master, you have returned."

"Hn."

"Jin Chen… he's been getting along well with that spirit dragon lately, perhaps he forgot the day you were supposed to return…"

Bai Ze also felt guilty, and as he spoke his voice grew softer and softer.

Because he noticed Chenshu's brow seemed to twitch.

Ling Gun Gun in his arms looked at Chenshu, then at Jin Chen in the Mirror Flower Water Moon, and suddenly buried his head in Bai Ze's embrace, pretending he didn't exist.

Bai Ze also wanted to pretend he didn't exist.

But he couldn't.

Chenshu suddenly spoke, "What is this spirit dragon?"

Bai Ze: "It is the Earth God's spiritual pet; Jin Chen has lately seemed somewhat vexed, and sparring and playing with this spirit dragon has… relieved it a bit."

Chenshu slowly turned his body, his radiant golden god-pupils gazing at Bai Ze, and asked again, "Why is he vexed?"

"This…" Bai Ze was at a loss for words.

He couldn't very well say it was because he missed you so much he didn't know how to express it, making him depressed.

Although he felt the master might have already noticed…

"Forget it, it's fine as long as the spirit dragon has a master."

Chenshu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief; if it were ownerless, looking at Xiao Chen like this, wouldn't he have to take it on as a divine pet?

The spirit dragon differs from a Pixiu; this creature is a condensation of heaven and earth's spiritual essence, and once it transforms, it will inherit the dragon clan's hereditary memories, its mind matured, and transformation means adulthood.

Moreover, the dragon nature...

His gaze sank slightly, he did not think deeply.

"The Spirit Dragon's transformation is imminent; the Earth Deity's nature is gentle, likely hard to restrain. Let Xiao Chen play with him, but keep within bounds, lest his nature be led astray."

Bai Ze: "......"

Your words—who exactly is leading whom astray?

"What the master said, I will remind Jin Chen shortly."

Chenshu did not intend to wait; he glanced again at the Mirror Flower Water Moon, in the depths of his brilliant golden pupils, that hint of gloom ultimately could not dispel.

In the next instant, his figure vanished on the spot, leaving only a faintly drifting voice that fell into Bai Ze's ears.

"This Venerable will go fetch him back."

Bai Ze lowered his head to look at Ling Gun Gun in his arms; Ling Gun Gun also lifted its head to look at him.

The two faced each other.

"It's over."

Bai Ze said, "Something happened."

He quickly made a hand seal, contacting the Earth Deity Eternal.

Eternal understood Bai Ze's unfinished words, chuckled and shook his head.

That fellow Chenshu appears aloof on the surface, but actually harbors a strong possessive desire toward that disciple; perhaps even he himself is not fully aware of how strong it is.

Now seeing the little divine lord playing with the Spirit Dragon to the point of self-forgetfulness, even forgetting his return date, it would be strange if he weren't delighted in his heart.

"Understood, thanks for the trouble, Bai Ze informing me; I'll go right away."

Bai Ze withdrew the seal, holding Ling Gun Gun, and rushed toward the East Sea.

While rushing, he cursed Jin Chen in his heart.

This little ancestor, why does he not remember today?

Ling Gun Gun in his arms, blown by the wind unable to open its eyes, could only shrink into his embrace.

East Sea.

Jin Chen faced the wind, narrowed his eyes; the sea breeze was very comfortable.

However, Master still hasn't come to find him.

He was lost in thought when Jin Chen suddenly sensed something and turned his head.

At the horizon where sea meets sky, a Divine Venerable treads the waves approaching.

Jin Chen rose from the dragon's head, "Master!"

The Spirit Dragon was startled by him, steadied its form, and followed his gaze over.

Then it suddenly stiffened all over.

Lord of all realms, Venerable of myriad gods.

The Spirit Dragon dared not move.