Gu Lan asked, "What do you think I should do?"
Fan Wubing, like a pervert, twirled a strand of Gu Lan’s long hair, brought it to his nose to sniff, and then said,
"I won’t give you advice; I will only trust you, support you, and help you when you encounter difficulties."
His actions made Gu Lan blush a little,
"Do you think this doesn’t count as a difficulty for ?"
"Just a single choice, how could it be difficult for the future Great Feng Immortal?"
Gu Lan inexplicably felt a bit happy, like chewing on the common malt grass in the fields, feeling sweet.
"I will try my best!"
Fan Wubing smiled and said, "I’ll wait for you to keep ."
"Okay!"
In this aspect, she was neither mature nor steady. If one says a child is a child because of pure wishes and expectations, then she indeed was a child.
Fan Wubing asked theatrically,
"So, master, do you need to warm your bed and serve you tonight?"
Gu Lan had never played this kind of ga.
This was too exciting for her. Although after separating from Fan Wubing on the Taiping Continent, she often indulged in thoughts about this kind of thing more than before and always felt she could handle it. But seeing him in real life, being unavoidable, her calm heart imdiately turned soft.
Her ears, neck, and the golden fragrant spot under her collarbone all turned pink.
She opened her mouth, stamring for a long ti before softly murmuring her thoughts,
"...ne...need."
Her platinum long hair shimred against the dim starlight.
Her azure eyes flowed with tender waves.
The fullness that can’t be held and the slenderness that can be gripped are both very unique feelings.
The cautious, introverted emotions hidden deep in the heart burst out all at once, transforming from a delicate flower into a carnivorous bloom.
The wild body, along with the dignified soul, in a certain mont, reflected the night sky, filling the residual moon in the sky.
Thus, tonight, the starry river hangs high.
This is mutual comfort for two people who have not been going well recently.
It is also a response to the long-awaited longing between them.
In the pure night, they tell each other, I am always by your side.
...
The next day, when Gu Lan woke up from the bed, there was no one beside her, and a trace of the man’s scent still lingered in the room.
A heartfelt voice sounded in her mind,
"Did I serve my master well last night?"
These bold and explicit words made Gu Lan almost dive into the covers in embarrassnt.
Imdiately, Fan Wubing’s tone shifted,
"Although I really want to continue serving you, unfortunately, the world doesn’t revolve around , and I still have to keep moving forward. However, be prepared; I could appear before you at any ti."
Appear before at any ti...
At that mont, Gu Lan felt she might be the happiest woman in the whole world.
...
The words of those four Great Feng Immortals swirled in Fan Wubing’s mind.
A trendous upheaval is imminent; everyone is helpless.
He clenched his fist, "At the very least, I still have the chance to control my destiny!"
He glanced at the "trace of destiny" he obtained when contacting the Luo God Totem—
["Seven Luminaries Dragon Performance Skill"]
[Grade: None]
[Attribute: None]
[Seven Luminaries Dragon Performance: The dragon flourishes in water and soil, the length of the earth, the spirit of all things. Upon activating the Dragon Performance state, your will can rival a true dragon, subduing all creatures.]
Although the "Seven Luminaries Dragon Performance Skill" is attribute-less, its usage and effect are similar to a Heart Technique Divine Technique.
It doesn’t possess direct combat power, yet its capability is the most unique among Fan Wubing’s range of Divine Techniques.
"In the Dragon Performance state, the will can rival a true dragon..."
This is the second ti he has encountered the term "true dragon," besides discussing it with Bixi.
What is a true dragon?
Fan Wubing wasn’t sure either.
He cald his mind slightly and activated the Dragon Performance state.
At that instant, he felt as if he beca the earth itself. Whether flying, running, or swimming, everything around him converged towards him as if they had seen their Creator. Beasts, wild animals, spiritual entities... They all bowed down to him like they had seen their creator.
In that mont, the scene was grand and magnificent, as if the King of Ten Thousand Demons had descended.
Fan Wubing’s right fist closed slightly; a faint golden five-fingered dragon claw shadow appeared.
With a single thought, he commanded all the spirits to retreat; the surrounding spiritual creatures didn’t hesitate and imdiately returned to their places.
Seeing this, he smiled with a raised corner of his mouth,
"So, it’s dragon might."
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