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Another day later, Zhao Jinzhong and Jiang Zhou agreed to meet at the West Gate and head together to the Taoist temple that Jiang Zhou had mentioned.

Early that morning, Zhou Ruo got up and went to Wude Academy to tinker with Oolong.

Feed it, put on its saddle, and put on its mask.

Zhao Jinzhong was puzzled and asked her, "Ruoruo, the place we're going to is quite far."

"You're riding too slowly on your oolong, it might delay your journey, and it might not even be able to go that far."

Zhou Ru patted Wulong's head and said confidently, "Brother, Wulong is very powerful."

It can run very, very far, and it can run very fast.

In his previous life, Wulong was no slower than a horse. When Zhou Ruo went on long journeys, he mostly rode Wulong, except when he was flying on his sword.

Zhao Jinzhong felt that Zhou Ruo was throwing a tantrum, so he persuaded her again, "Ruo Ruo, be good. We need to get there quickly this time."

To avoid delays due to too many patients over there, Wulong will stay at the residence, and we'll go by carriage—it'll be faster.

Zhou Ruo stubbornly insisted, "I don't care, I'm going to ride the black dragon!"

Zhao Jinzhong couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he had Wu Jia and Wu Bing follow in an empty carriage.

He rode his horse alongside Wulong and Zhou Ruo, protecting her.

Zhou Ruo rode the black dragon and galloped away as if she were having a great time.

It seems that Wulong hasn't been out for a long time, and this time when he went out, he was completely let loose.

The man and his dog darted quickly through the streets of the capital. The streets were crowded, and Zhao Jinzhong, riding his horse, couldn't keep up with Wulong.

Jiang Zhou waited at the West Gate early, just as agreed.

He heard a child's laughter coming from afar, the sound growing closer and moving faster.

Then we saw a big dog running towards the west gate.

Getting closer, I saw a child sitting on the dog's back; the laughter I had just heard was coming from the child on the dog's back.

It wasn't until the large dog approached Jiang Zhou and slowly stopped that Jiang Zhou could see that the child on the dog's back was Zhou Ruo.

Jiang Zhou was stunned by Zhou Ruo riding a dog.

Zhou Ruo's vibrant personality refreshed Jiang Zhou's understanding; he never knew a girl could be this crazy.

"Greetings, Princess Anning!" Jiang Zhou bowed to Zhou Ruo.

"Brother Jiang, no need for formalities." Zhou Ruo replied to Jiang Zhou while searching for a bottle of immortal water for Wulong in the Immortal Treasure Pavilion to quench his thirst.

"Princess, why are you alone... with only a dog? Where is Young Master Zhao?"

"Brother's horse is too slow, we're still behind!"

Zhou Ruo looked at him with a disdainful expression, as if to say, "I knew the horse couldn't run as fast as Wulong."

"This... a horse can't run as fast as a dog..." Jiang Zhou muttered to himself, taking another look at Wulong, the magical dog.

Suddenly, Zhou Ruo pulled out a large porcelain bottle from somewhere, opened the lid, and brought it to Wulong's mouth.

Wulong drank the water in the bottle in big gulps, and didn't stop for a long time.

Jiang Zhou felt that the water in the porcelain bottle should have been drunk up long ago, but Wulong was still drinking it.

He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating.

Is it possible that my body hasn't fully recovered, and a fleshy lump has grown in my brain?

Only after seeing the dragon stop drinking its fill did Jiang Zhou dare to ask, "Princess...may I take a look at this porcelain bottle in your hand?"

"Here you go." Zhou Ru handed the porcelain bottle to Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou was even more shocked when he received the porcelain bottle, because he found that the bottle was still full of water.

He looked at Zhou Ruo somewhat uneasily, then slowly extended his wrist.

"Um...Princess, could you please check if I have another fleshy growth in my head?"

Zhou Ruo glanced at him and said, "No, you're very clear-headed!"

"Huh?" Jiang Zhou's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was put at ease when he realized what was happening.

"But Princess, I just saw that this dog has clearly drunk a lot of water, but the bottle is still full."

I thought I was hallucinating again.

Zhou Ruo took the bottle from Jiang Zhou's hand, thinking to herself, "I was careless."

I forgot to shield Jiang Zhou from view.

She gave Wulong a bottle of immortal water from the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, the kind that could never be finished.

Zhou Ruo pretended not to know and said, "Really? You might be mistaken."

As she spoke, she quickly put the porcelain bottle back into the Xianbao Pavilion.

The bottle suddenly disappeared, which terrified Jiang Zhou even more.

He stumbled back a few steps, leaning against the carriage, clutching his chest with one hand, and staring at Zhou Ruo with a shocked expression.

Zhou Ruo scratched her head, chuckled at Jiang Zhou, and thought to herself, "I was careless again..."

At this moment, Zhao Jinzhong arrived at the city gate on horseback, with Wu Jia and Wu Bing following closely behind in a carriage.

Zhou Ruo ignored Jiang Zhou, who was still in shock, and walked up to Zhao Jinzhong, saying proudly,

"Brother, see? I told you so! Oolong runs very fast!"

Zhao Jinzhong: "..."

Zhao Jinzhong didn't linger for long and got back on his horse to set off again.

Zhou Ruo rode the black dragon and galloped happily out of the city gate.

Zhao Jinzhong followed closely behind, while Jiang Zhou followed in his own carriage.

Jiang Zhou watched Zhou Ruo's unusual behavior of riding the dog, the matter of the porcelain vase still lingering in his mind like an unresolved mystery.

Once outside the city gates and onto the main road in the suburbs, the road was wide and Zhao Jinzhong's horse could run at full speed.

Before long, they had left Wulong behind.

Seeing this, Wulong was not to be outdone and sped up to give chase.

But the more it chased, the further away it got from Zhao Jinzhong's horse.

"Wulong, what's wrong with you? How come you can't outrun your brother's horse?"

Zhou Ruo felt that Wu Long was acting strangely.

However, the dragon itself was also very anxious, but the more it ran, the slower it became.

Later, they couldn't even catch up with the horse-drawn carriage.

After running only half the distance, Wulong's legs went weak and he couldn't run anymore.

It stopped, panting heavily with its tongue lolling out, and all four of its legs were trembling.

Finally, he collapsed and couldn't run anymore.

Zhao Jinzhong and the carriage also stopped. He rode his horse around and returned to Zhou Ruo and Wulong.

Zhao Jinzhong deliberately rode his horse at full speed just now; he wanted to teach Zhou Ruo a lesson.

This made her realize that dogs cannot outrun horses.

That way she won't be so willful in the future.

Zhou Ruo looked at Zhao Jinzhong with a downcast face, and said with some grievance, "Brother, Wulong wasn't like this before."

The dragon, nearly dead from its run, lay exhausted and whimpered twice.

Finally, Zhao Jinzhong put Zhou Ruo, Wulong, and their dog onto the carriage and sped towards the Taoist temple.

Zhou Ruo sat in the carriage, looking at Wulong with confusion, while Wulong looked at her with the same confusion and grievance.

The two stared at each other silently for a long while before Zhou Ruo finally reacted.

"Oh dear! How could I forget!" Zhou Ru slapped her head.

She then remembered that she and Wulong were now in mortal bodies and had long lost the abilities they had in the cultivation world in their previous lives.

No wonder, no wonder Wulong can't even outrun a horse.

After figuring it out, Zhou Ru patted Wulong's head and comforted it, "It's okay, it's okay, we won't run that far anymore!"

"Waaah..." The exhausted dragon whimpered in discomfort.

Zhou Ruo gave it a recovery pill from the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, and the black dragon finally recovered.