shining brightly like the sun. 。He is a descendant of the ancient imperial clan, the Yì family, Yìyǔ. 。He drew back his bowstring, releasing nine arrows in rapid succession. All nine arrows struck th..."This…"

Zhou Mukang took a deep breath, feeling his mind buzzing like thunder.

For the sight before my eyes was too awe-inspiring!

Before him, there was a dragon!

A tremendously huge golden dragon.

The scales were dense and intricate, every hair visible, exuding an unparalleled majesty.

Dominating this space, it resembles an ancient dragon mountain, suppressing all eight wildernesses and four poles.

And most astonishingly.

This golden dragon is not a real being.

... but a golden dragon of good fortune! ...

Zhou Mukui's spirit sea dragon and the golden one in his heart come from the same source!

However, compared to the golden dragon in Zhou Muxi's sea of consciousness.

This qiyun golden dragon before us is the true origin.

It's like the original and the copy are indistinguishable.

The two are not the same concept at all.

Zhou Mu was so excited that she could hardly breathe.

A golden little dragon, brought him such great fortune.

And if he obtained the complete Qiyun Golden Dragon, then his fortune would be unbelievably astounding

It won't be long before he tramples even the elite prodigies underfoot.

As for Jun Xiaoyao... A cold light flashed in Zhou Mu's eyes.

With this real Air Luck Golden Dragon.

As long as he is given enough time.

He is confident that he will avenge his past humiliation!

At present, the auspicious dragon of fortune is unowned.

However, because Zhou Mu possesses a golden dragon.

Therefore, the Qi Yun Golden Dragon naturally felt a sense of kinship towards Zhou Mu.

...But what caught Zhou Mu's attention here was not just the Qilin of Auspicious Fortune. ...

Below the hovering golden dragon lay an endless fairy pond, vast and boundless.

The pool shimmers with crystal clarity, emanating the essence of celestial energy.

And in the center of the fairy pond, there was a purple lotus flower.

The lotus has eighteen petals, resembling amethyst sculpted to perfection, swirling with rich purple qi and mist.

It appears exquisitely beautiful, resplendent and radiating a deeply intoxicating fragrance.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mu felt a surge throughout his entire body. He sensed that his own realm was subtly loosening, beginning to advance towards a higher level.

This is...

Zhou Mu held her breath.

This purple lotus, just smelling its fragrance, gave him a feeling of ethereal lightness.

What a precious treasure this is!

"Could it be the legendary elixir"

Zhou Mu's breath became rapid, and his eyes burned with intensity.

He even felt that this Zishan Mountain, including those purple mists, were all because of this single purple immortal lotus.

Even if it's not a real elixir, it's not far off.

One can imagine that if Zhou Muyan refined this purple fairy lotus, it would be of great benefit to him, and his cultivation realm would advance by leaps and bounds.

In addition, a complete auspicious golden dragon.

That week, Mu was really about to take off.

Zhou Mu's heart was pounding.

And just as he was about to seize the opportunity.

A surprised female voice suddenly spoke.

"This is... the Qiyun Golden Dragon!"

"Who"

Zhou Mu turned around, her expression changing abruptly.

A woman in a light-colored gauze dress walked gracefully towards them.

Her three thousand hair strands were as black as ink, her pretty face was fair and crystal clear, her features were exquisitely beautiful, and her skin was like smooth jade.

She looked like a fairy carved from jade, with an ethereal and refined elegance.

What's even more striking is that this woman always carries a fresh scent about her, like perfume or medicine, that makes one want to melt.

It is the Holy Maiden of Renhuang Palace, Song Miaoyu!

"Holy Maiden of the Imperial Palace!"

Zhou Mu's expression darkened slightly.

If it's another day

If it's a matter of Jiao, Zhou Mu would directly take action and solve it if he could.

But this Human Emperor's Temple Saintess, her identity is too special.

First, let's not talk about whether Zhou Mu has the ability to solve her.

Even if capable of solving it.

That will also lead to endless troubles.

Zhou Mu will be relentlessly hunted by the Heavenly Emperor's Palace.

Even, there are rumors that this Divine Maiden of the Imperial Palace is the forbidden love of Chu Xiao, the descendant of the Emperor.

If he takes care of Song Miaoyu.

At that time, offending the descendant of the emperor would have serious consequences.

At least within these borders, he'd likely have no place to stand; he'd be relentlessly pursued.

"Why is it her..."

Zhou Mu's expression wasn't very good.

It can only achieve its greatest effect in the right hands.

Song Miaoyu's eyelashes were thick and dense, her eyes locked on his as she said.

Zhou Mu's expression turned completely gloomy.

Song Miaoyu's words were already quite tactful.

In other words, he doesn't deserve the fortune-bringing golden dragon.

As for who the truly right person is, does that even need to be thought about

"Therefore, the Saintess believes that the descendant of the Celestial Emperor is the most suitable candidate." Zhou Mu gritted his teeth secretly and spat out.

Song Miaoyu lowered her eyes slightly, without speaking, but obviously acquiesced.

"Heh…"

Zhou Mu couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh, saying, "As expected of the Holy Maiden of the Human Emperor Palace, truly loyal and unwavering."

As rumored, you are nothing but a prized possession of the Emperor's heir, a caged bird.

It's impossible for Zhou Mu to give up the Qiyun Golden Dragon.

This is his only straw to cling to, if he lets go, he will sink completely and never be able to rise again.

So, let alone the Holy Maiden of the Human Emperor's Palace, Song Miaoyu.

Even if it were Chu Xiao, the descendant of the Human Emperor, Zhou Mu would still fight for it and wouldn't give up directly.

And when Song Miaoyu heard this, her slender jade hand unconsciously clenched.

A face of exquisite beauty, sculpted with not a hint of expression.

Everyone treats her like a vase, a mere ornament to accompany the heir apparent, a plaything.

But she, too, is human, and has her own pride and dignity!

Seeing Song Miaoyu's subtle emotional changes, Zhou Mu's eyes lit up.

He wanted to disrupt Song Miaoyu's composure and then seize the opportunity to attack.

He then went on to say; "Let me think, Holy Maiden you are a body of ten thousand herbs."

Could it be that you yourself are a grand elixir, waiting for the right moment to ripen before being harvested by the Heir of the Emperor

"If that's the case, then the Saintess is rather pitiful, isn't she"

"To serve the Emperor wholeheartedly and to consider his descendants, yet to end up like this!"

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Zhou Mu sarcastically attacked one after another, wanting to shake Song Miaoyu's mind and find an opportunity.

Song Miaoyu remained silent, her eyes cold as ice.

She directly made a move, raising her bare hand, her palm wind surging, suppressing Zhou Mu!

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