Chen Chang'an: From Now On, You'll Be Called Little Earthworm

Chen Chang'an didn't need to guess what Da Huang wanted to say.

The first time Chen Chang'an and Da Huang met, it was quite the thrilling encounter.

Chen Chang'an greeted him warmly, and Da Huang enthusiastically swallowed Chen Chang'an whole.

Chen Chang'an stayed inside for a few days until Da Huang couldn’t take it anymore and finally spat him out.

But in the end, Da Huang still got a beating from Mu Yunyao.

Back then, Chen Chang'an often used this incident to trick Da Huang, claiming they were life-and-death companions, the closest of friends.

But times had changed, and Chen Chang'an certainly wouldn’t let Da Huang bring up such an embarrassing past.

Da Huang wasn’t stupid either—he understood that Chen Chang'an didn’t want the past dredged up.

"Hehehe, Big Bro, look at you, resorting to kicking now?"

"I was just trying to prove how close we are!" Da Huang reverted to his dog form, wagging his tail and flashing a sycophantic grin as he trotted over to Chen Chang'an.

"Disgusting!"

"Pathetic!"

The Young Dragon shot Da Huang a disdainful look before turning to Chen Chang'an with a smirk. "Godfather, you and I are the best duo in the world."

Shameless!

Embarrassing!

Da Huang’s sleazy, shameless behavior was already well-known—even ingrained in everyone’s minds.

But who would’ve thought this Young Dragon would stoop to the same level?

The four elders of Qifeng Valley looked at the Young Dragon with utter disdain. This was nothing like the proud and mighty dragon they had imagined.

Was this thing the disgrace of the dragon race?

"Ugh."

"Another one."

"Seriously, no more."

"What is this?"

"A gang of degenerates?"

Yituo sighed helplessly from the sidelines. The direction of this group was spiraling out of control.

Chen Chang'an glanced at the Young Dragon and asked curiously, "I already let you go. Wouldn’t returning to the dragon race be better for you?"

"Why stay here as a mount? Besides, I don’t even need one."

Faced with Chen Chang'an’s skepticism, the Young Dragon grinned. "Nah, going back is boring. You’re my godfather—shouldn’t I stick with you?"

"I gotta fulfill my filial duties."

Filial duties?

Chen Chang'an wasn’t buying this bastard’s nonsense. There were too many suspicious things about its existence.

How was it stolen? Why didn’t it hatch for a million years? Why was it so mature right after hatching?

It knew it was a dragon—why not return to its kind and instead insist on staying by his side?

Was this also arranged by that bastard Chen Tian?

Wait—

The timeline didn’t add up!

"You really won’t leave?"

"Nope, not leaving."

"Fine, you can stay for now."

Chen Chang'an couldn’t figure out the Young Dragon’s motives, but since it refused to leave, he’d keep it around.

He wanted to see what this little dragon was really up to.

"Thanks, Godfather!"

"Don’t mention it. Since you’re staying, I’ll give you a name."

"Little Earthworm… Hmm, how’s that sound?"

Little Earthworm?

What kind of name was that?!

The Young Dragon’s eyes filled with resistance, refusal, and deep disgust.

"Can I… not take this name?"

"No."

"Fine. From now on, I’ll be… Little Earthworm."

It actually accepted?!

Chen Chang'an had deliberately given it a ridiculous name, yet it went along with it.

If it were just a clueless newborn dragon, that would be one thing—but its mind was fully mature. This was getting interesting.

"Gentlemen, what are your plans now?"

"This place is exposed. You probably can’t stay here anymore, right?" Chen Chang'an asked.

The four elders of Qifeng Valley nodded helplessly. After hiding for so many years, they’d finally been found out.

"If you don’t have anywhere to go, I can arrange something for you."

Chen Chang'an planned to send them to the Jiuyun Immortal Sect. Given the sect’s strength, even the Shengyuan Immortal Dynasty wouldn’t dare act recklessly.

With their addition, the sect’s power would grow—after all, four fifth-level Immortal Kings were no small force.

After some consideration, the four elders agreed to Chen Chang'an’s arrangement.

Using a communication jade, Chen Chang'an explained the situation to the Sect Master of Jiuyun Immortal Sect. The sect master had heard of the Shengyuan Immortal Dynasty, but this was Liuyun Territory.

The dynasty wouldn’t disregard the Jiuyun Immortal Sect’s influence, so sheltering these people shouldn’t be an issue.

Once the Qifeng Valley matter was settled, Chen Chang'an set off without lingering.

"Big Bro, I gotta ask!"

"Why is it also on me?!"

"Why?!"

After they started traveling, Da Huang was deeply dissatisfied with the current arrangement.

On top of everything else, Little Earthworm had perched itself on Da Huang’s back, which he found unacceptable.

Chen Chang'an riding him was one thing—but this little worm too?!

"Hey, we’re brothers. What’s the difference between top and bottom?"

"You take the bottom this time, next time you can be on top, alright?"

"Why make such a big deal? Being on top isn’t necessarily better."

Little Earthworm’s words left Da Huang feeling weird, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on why.

"Little Earthworm, you’re too eye-catching. Can you transform into something else?"

Though small, it was still a dragon—too conspicuous. Drawing attention meant endless trouble.

"Into what?" Little Earthworm asked helplessly.

Chen Chang'an thought carefully. Their current group had a dog, a turtle… what were they missing?

"Let’s hear everyone’s suggestions," Chen Chang'an said.

"I think turning into a pile of crap would be great. Right, Yituo?"

"No, no, that’s worse—it’d draw even more attention!"

"Then what should it be?"

"Enough, you two. It’s already transformed."

While Da Huang and Yituo were debating, Little Earthworm had already completed its first transformation.

"Huh? Where’d it go?"

"What did it turn into?"

Da Huang looked around in confusion. If it transformed, where was it?

Did it turn into air?

"Idiot, who said it had to be an animal? Can’t it be something else?"

Huh?

Where was Little Earthworm speaking from? Da Huang could hear it clearly but couldn’t see it.

"Wait—my neck!"

"Damn it!"

"You turned into a dog collar?!"

"And you put it on me?!"

No matter how Da Huang calculated, he never expected Little Earthworm to transform into a collar—and then latch onto his neck!

"Big Bro, you gotta—"

Before Da Huang could ask Chen Chang'an to intervene, he saw Chen Chang'an naturally grab hold of the "dog leash" around his neck.

"This looks much more fitting now."

"Let's go, we must hurry!"

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