"Yi-Yi-Yi-Yi-Yi bro, wh-what is th-this?!"
The sudden surprise left the Little Golden Dragon utterly flabbergasted.
Staring at the shimmering fragment of the Creation Disk, he felt as if he were dreaming.
He had once believed reassembling his treasure’s true form would be impossible—after all, half the fragments were in Ling Xiao’s hands, and that bastard would never let them go!
Yet, against all odds, Chen Yi had actually snatched his treasure’s body back from Ling Xiao?!
Just how ridiculously overpowered was this guy?!
The Little Golden Dragon had always known Chen Yi was monstrous, but even his wildest expectations had been shattered!
"I got it back, but there’s some wear and tear. Can you still reattach it?" Chen Yi asked with slight concern.
This was inevitable—broken mirrors are hard to mend. Back then, the Little Golden Dragon had split himself apart without a care, but now, piecing everything back together was a nightmare!
Unlike ordinary spiritual treasures, a Chaos Supreme Treasure was far too advanced and intricate. Even the slightest damage could impair its functions, requiring an eternity to repair.
And Ling Xiao—unlike Chen Yi—hadn’t bothered maintaining the fragments properly. That bastard had treated them like trash, stomping on them recklessly, using them with zero regard for wear and tear!
The Creation Disk was already crippled after being split by its own spirit. Though each fragment still functioned, the more it was used, the worse the damage became.
Chen Yi had sealed away his one-third share of the fragments for a decade, keeping them in near-pristine condition.
As the treasure’s spirit, the Little Golden Dragon naturally knew how to maintain its body. Minor wear was nothing—except that Wuji had tainted it, injecting impurities into the treasure’s form, causing some corruption. Still, the damage was manageable, and after Chen Yi’s purification, it was basically fine.
The real problem was Ling Xiao’s half of the fragments!
That son of a bitch kept preaching about making amends, yet he’d hurt the Little Golden Dragon the most!
The moment Chen Yi got his hands on them, he could tell—Ling Xiao’s fragments had suffered over 10% wear!
A full ten percent!
Just how merciless had he been?!
He’d stomped on them without a shred of remorse—hell, he’d probably stood up and stomped even harder!
That’s why, while cursing Ling Xiao, Chen Yi also worried whether the Little Golden Dragon would end up permanently crippled...
"Relax, bro! At worst, there’ll be a bit of lag and reduced stamina. As long as the core isn’t damaged, it’s no big deal!"
No sooner had he spoken than the Little Golden Dragon smirked and summoned the other half of his treasure’s body.
In the next instant, the two fragments fused together, reforming the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk!
But alas, the reassembled disk wasn’t flawless—three glaring cracks marred its surface, two thick and one thin.
These were the scars left when the treasure was split into three, wounds that could never fully heal.
The thinner crack marked where the Little Golden Dragon and Chen Yi’s fragments merged, while the two thicker ones came from Ling Xiao’s violently abused fragments refusing to harmonize.
Damn Ling Xiao—he really was the worst!
"It’s back… Everything’s back! I’m whole again!"
"HAHAHAHA—!!!"
The Little Golden Dragon burst into laughter, but tears betrayed him, rolling down his cheeks.
After 129,005,262 years, he had finally reclaimed his lost treasure’s body!
The profound sense of wholeness was something his golden dragon form could never provide.
After all, one was his true body, while the other was a hijacked vessel—and Zhao Huazhen, the unlucky transmigrator he’d taken over, wasn’t even a dragon! He’d never been comfortable in this golden dragon body, just making do.
Only his original form could achieve perfect spiritual and physical unity!
"Thank you… Thank you, bro. Without you, I wouldn’t be here today. As the saying goes, ‘Repay your lord’s golden platform favor, wield the jade dragon to die in his service!’"
"From now on, whatever you command, I’ll do it—no questions asked!"
Once the excitement faded, the Little Golden Dragon quickly composed himself, retracting his slightly wagging tail as he bowed solemnly.
Before, he’d obeyed Chen Yi out of necessity—submission under duress, forced acceptance.
But now?
He was genuinely convinced!
Following Ling Xiao meant three days of starvation for every meal—just as life was about to improve, he got backstabbed and nearly died!
But with Chen Yi?
Every meal was a feast, the group dynamic was solid, and everything was upfront. As long as Chen Yi was around, he felt utterly secure—no need to constantly watch his back for betrayal!
The difference was night and day!
"Bro, I’d walk through fire for you!"
"Good. Since you’re so fired up, I’m putting you in charge of taking down Ling Xiao."
Chen Yi didn’t hold back—he immediately laid out the plan.
He couldn’t kill Ling Xiao. If Ling Xiao wanted to hide, no one could touch him—not even Wuji, the reigning Immortal Emperor!
But the Little Golden Dragon was different.
If Ling Xiao’s accumulated Dao essence from ancient epochs was a skyscraper, then the Primordial Chaos Creation Dao was its central pillar.
As the Creation Disk’s spirit, the Little Golden Dragon could bypass Ling Xiao’s defenses and strike at his weakest point!
Even if they couldn’t reach Ling Xiao’s true body hiding in the depths of the River of Time, they could still target the epochal Dao essence he’d left behind!
Back then, Ling Xiao had erased the Creation Disk’s spirit, using the Primordial Chaos Creation Dao to balance his foundational Dao marks and ascend as Immortal Emperor.
Now, it was time for the spirit to settle the score!
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