Why are all the people in my chat group rumored to be from the outside world?

Early in the morning, the table was filled with the aroma of food.

However, everyone's eyes were intentionally or unintentionally, openly, focused on a certain direction.

There sat three special individuals with dragon horns on their heads, all looking sleep-deprived, their eyelids drooping and yawning repeatedly.

Yu Jin let out a long yawn, and facing the crowd's scrutiny, said, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy before?"

Kevin shook his head: "Handsome? I can appreciate masterpieces every day when I look in the mirror, but it's very rare to see someone as ugly as you, so I want to take a few more glances."

"Die to me!"

After swallowing her breakfast, Aika asked curiously, "You three didn't do anything naughty last night, did you?"

"Yeah, is Danheng secretly doing something bad? Confess!" March 7 asked curiously, having never seen Danheng like this before.

Dan Heng: "...It's just that returning to familiar places made me a little...unsettled, and I didn't sleep well."

really?I do not believe.

Looking at the extremely conspicuous dragon horns on Yu Jin and Dan Heng's heads, they knew something must have happened between the two that they didn't know about. Damn it! They were so curious!

Unfortunately, no matter how much everyone questioned them, Yu Jin, Dan Heng, and Bai Lu, who was still in a daze, did not reveal anything about their rooftop conversation the night before.

Yu Jin rubbed his cheeks vigorously, trying to shake off his drowsiness, and turned to look at the Doctor: "Doctor, is it okay to follow the plan you mentioned yesterday?"

The doctor waved his hand casually, looking like he had everything under control: "As long as that general is a smart man, then this matter is basically settled. If we can't handle so many factors, then the reputation of Shence will really be just an empty name."

"Okay, then it should be safe." Yu Jin breathed a slight sigh of relief.

March 7th immediately leaned close to Xing's ear and whispered, "Hey, what kind of riddle are they playing?"

Xing mimicked her perfectly, leaning close to her ear and whispering mysteriously, "It's related to Bailu."

"In short, take that little guy out to play these next few days. If things go smoothly, we can get results in the next couple of days, or even today. By then, you'll be useless."

After saying this, the Doctor was about to pick up some food when he remembered something. He glanced at Ember and then said, "You'd better maintain this state for the next few days. Given the nature of those arrogant guys, they might be secretly observing you from somewhere."

“Okay.”

"Anyway, if you encounter any problems, just say so in the chat group. I have to go back to Terra later."

Mei then spoke up: "I also have homework to do today, and I'll be going back after breakfast. If you see Mr. Walter in March, please say goodbye for me."

"Oh dear, is Mei going back already?" March 7's little face was full of surprise.

Mei smiled and nodded: "I only asked my teacher for one day off this time, and it's time to go back."

Although it was a bit of a pity that the new friend I made was going back, March 7th still smiled and said that he would pass on her message.

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In contrast to the relaxed atmosphere at the breakfast table, the atmosphere inside the Wisdom Clan was tense and ominous, as if a storm was brewing.

The Dragon Lord did not return all night, and his whereabouts were unknown—this was enough to cause a great uproar within the Wisdom Clan.

After all... that's the Dragon Lord!

Even if the other party doesn't possess the power of the Dragon Lord, the undeniable half inherited from her body... she is still the rightful Dragon Lord of the Vidyadhara Clan!

Just as the Dragon Masters were preparing to take more drastic measures with grim expressions, a letter from the Shence Mansion bearing the seal of a general was urgently delivered to the leading Dragon Master.

"Hmph, what tricks is Jing Yuan up to now?" A Dragon Master snorted disdainfully and casually opened the envelope.

However, just by glancing at the first two lines, the dragon master holding the letter gasped sharply, his eyes widening as if he had seen something terrifying!

This unusually violent reaction immediately alerted the other dragon masters.

"What happened? What did the letter say? Did Jing Yuan threaten us?" someone asked anxiously.

But the dragon master seemed to have lost his hearing; he was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

What did he see?

The immortal... the immortal messenger! Has actually descended upon Luofu!

That being not only appeared, but also assisted Luofu, repelling the Extinction Lord who coveted the power of the Jianmu!

Even more terrifying is that—just as this noble and supreme envoy was leisurely enjoying the scenery of Luofu, he unexpectedly encountered the current Dragon Lord Bai Lu, who had secretly slipped out!

And that's not all... The cold words in the letter pierced his heart like a sharp blade—there was actually a reckless member of the Vidyadhara clan who dared... dared to use foul language to attack and insult the messenger who represented the immortal will!

Insulting the descendants of the Dragon Ancestor?

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, almost bursting open!

Absurd... Absurd! This is utterly ridiculous!

Master Long's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as he stared intently down, word by word.

When his gaze fell upon the last few lines of the letter, a chill ran from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and his face turned ashen.

"Oh, by the way, the Immortal Envoy seemed to be in a good mood at the end, and he specifically mentioned that he thought the current Dragon Lord Bai Lu was quite likable."

"Hehe, everyone, what a joyous occasion! To be favored by the Immortal Envoy is an immense blessing that your Vidyadhara clan could only dream of!"

Author: Jing Yuan.

Several dragon masters could no longer contain themselves, snatched the letter, and leaned in to examine it closely.

However, after only a few lines, the color drained from the face of the dragon master who had stolen the letter, replaced by a deathly pale and incredulous horror.

That expression was exactly the same as the one of the first dragon master to read the letter.

When the letter had finally been circulated among all the Dragon Masters, the entire council hall fell into a suffocating silence.

Time seems to have frozen.

The oppressive air was so heavy it felt almost tangible, making it hard to breathe.

After a long while, one of the Dragon Masters finally roared out, as if using all his strength: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could there be such a coincidence in the world? It's fake! It must be fake! It's a vicious scheme devised by that scoundrel Jing Yuan to deceive us!"

"Yes!"

Like a drowning person grasping at a straw, someone immediately echoed his sentiments excitedly.

"Even our Vidyadhara clan has never seen an Immortal Decree before. How could such an existence so easily descend upon Luofu? And why did it happen to coincidentally encounter Bailu? It's utterly absurd!"

Questions and angry shouts rose and fell, as if if the voices were loud enough, they could completely shatter the cold words on the letter.

However, amidst this uproar of anger, a voice rang out: "What... what if... all of this is true?"

In an instant, all sound ceased.

The council chamber was once again shrouded in deathly silence, even more so than before, as if even the air itself had stopped moving.

Everyone felt the terror hidden behind that "if".

After a long silence, a seemingly tough dragon master gritted his teeth and spoke, trying to regain some of his momentum.

"Whether it's true or false... we'll go straight to the Shence Mansion and confront Jing Yuan face to face. The truth will be clear! If he dares to fabricate such a shocking lie, he will have to pay a price he can't afford!"

"Yes, if it's fake, Jing Yuan must pay the price!"

"Yes! Jing Yuan must pay the price!"

As if they had found the only outlet for their anger, everyone echoed each other, trying to use their anger to cover up the fear that was growing wildly deep inside them.

Action! We must act immediately! Prove this is a lie with action!

As if whipped by an invisible lash, these usually reserved and arrogant dragon masters lost their composure and stormed out of the council hall, heading straight for the Divine Strategy Mansion.

They walked briskly, their faces bearing an almost self-hypnotic certainty.

This must be Jing Yuan's conspiracy!

definitely is!

No one dared to touch upon the possibilities behind that "what if".

They dared not think about it... nor could they think about it.

The dragon masters traveled swiftly, riding their star rafts through the cave passage and into the bustling streets of Changle Heaven.

A group of Vidyadharas, dressed in fine clothes, with gloomy faces and a menacing aura, swaggered through the city, naturally attracting the attention and avoidance of passersby.

"It's those enlightened dragon masters..."

"What happened? You look so pale."

"Judging by the direction, they're heading towards the Shence Mansion? What's going on now?"

The dragon masters ignored the surrounding discussions and focused only on hurrying along, as if they could prove themselves right by getting to the Divine Strategy Palace as quickly as possible.

However, just as they were crossing a bustling street corner...

As if receiving a silent command, they were frozen in place, as if under a spell!

That fierce momentum vanished without a trace, like a punctured balloon!

Instead, there was a deathly silence.

The expressions on all the dragon masters' faces froze, their eyes fixed in the same direction—a corner of an open-air teahouse on the street.

The onlookers followed their gaze.

At the table in the corner sat three figures with clearly defined dragon horns and dragon tails leisurely coiled behind them.

The residents of Changletian were very familiar with the smallest of the dragon girls.

The Dragon Girl Carrying Medicine – Bai Lu!

So, what about the two people next to her?

At this moment, all the dragon masters' eyes were fixed on that unfamiliar figure.

No words are needed, no proof is required.

That aura was unmistakable! It was the source engraved deep within the bloodline of the Vidyadhara—immortality!

A thought simultaneously arose in the minds of the Dragon Masters:

"It's over."

Volume 1: Chapter 118 For the continuation and future of enlightenment, let us all embark on the journey together.

"Oh dear! It is my fault as a general for not being able to entertain you all properly. I hope you will forgive me and not take offense!"

Inside the Shence Mansion, Jing Yuan bowed to the Dragon Masters with an embarrassed expression.

If Jingyuan had acted this way on a normal day, the Dragon Masters would have been arrogant and would have taken the opportunity to bully him.

But at this moment, they stood frozen in place, like a row of soulless puppets, their faces devoid of color.

Jing Yuan's gaze swept over them, as if he had only just noticed the abnormality. His brows furrowed slightly, and his tone was filled with genuine confusion: "Eh? Have you all been traveling and exhausted? Why do you all look so... well, so unwell? Should I immediately send someone to the Pill Refining Department to invite a physician to come and treat you? Your health is of utmost importance!"

Why is this happening? Jingyuan! You dare say you don't know?

A dragon master, having used almost all the remaining strength of his life, staggered forward one step.

He raised his hands tremblingly, wanting to bow, but his hands shook so badly that the gesture, which usually took only a moment, took a full ten breaths to complete: "Greetings... to General Jingyuan."

"Oh! No, no!" Jing Yuan waved his hands repeatedly, his smile still as warm as a spring breeze, but his body remained motionless.

"The Immortal Boat Alliance is of one heart and one mind, and the Chiming Clan has made outstanding contributions to the Alliance! How could Jingyuan dare to accept such a great gift from you all? You flatter me, you flatter me so much!"

At this point, Jing Yuan paced back and forth, his gaze distant, as if lost in deep reminiscence: "It's truly heartbreaking. Thinking back to those early days, when the Immortal Ship first set sail, amidst the turmoil and uncertainty, if it weren't for the elders of the Vidyadhara clan stepping forward, using their great wisdom and sacrifice to turn the tide, how could the Immortal Ship Alliance have the prosperous foundation it enjoys today? They... though they have passed away, vanished into nothingness, returning to the embrace of the Emperor Bow Master..."

Jing Yuan's voice was slightly low, filled with admiration and regret: "But the precious legacy they left behind has been inherited and carried on by all of you Dragon Masters! It is because of your tireless efforts and unwavering dedication in leading the Ming Clan today that my Immortal Ship Luofu has been able to overcome difficulties and turn danger into safety time and time again! Jing Yuan will remember this merit!"

These heartfelt words, spoken with such sincerity, were like branding irons, searing the hearts of the Dragon Masters!

yes……

They are the ones leading the way!

Everything about the Vidyadhara Clan now—including their attitude towards Dragon Lord Bailu, their underhanded schemes and calculations, and the [calamity] they are currently facing—is firmly tied to their leaders!

The leading dragon master felt dizzy and tried to force an expression that suited the occasion. He finally managed a smile that looked worse than a grimace: "General... General Jingyuan, what... what exactly did you mean by your letter...?"

Jingyuan's smile was so bright it was almost blinding.

"Speaking of which..."