Ding! Ding!
An Yi dashed through the warehouse, gripping the Dragon Fang Demon Sword, and seized the moment to slash at the old monk!
The old monk remained unfazed, letting An Yi’s blade strike him without resistance.
What the hell?!
An Yi watched as his sword clashed against the old man’s body, sending sparks flying, leaving him utterly dumbfounded.
Did this guy really turn himself into steel?
"Impressive strength," the old monk remarked, visibly shaken.
An Yi’s power was so overwhelming that even the old monk paled in comparison.
Judging by his appearance, he was only around twenty years old—how could he possess such might?
"Are you at the Void Realm?" the one-eyed old man narrowed his eye and asked.
An Yi grinned. "Not quite, but close."
"Young man!" The old monk’s expression turned grave as he threw a punch, engaging An Yi in combat.
Hongtian strolled leisurely nearby.
Though the old monk was stronger than An Yi, he stood no chance against him.
Sure enough!
Before long—
"Argh!" The old monk let out a pained cry as his hunched body was sent flying.
Boom!
His figure crashed into a glass water tank.
The glass instantly spiderwebbed with cracks!
An Yi hoisted the Dragon Fang Demon Sword onto his shoulder and sauntered over.
The one-eyed old monk spat blood and instinctively retreated two steps.
"I can’t take it!
I’m no match at all!"
His cultivation was at the early Void Realm, but against this kid, he was completely outclassed.
Only when reinforced by the Golden Body Technique could he hold his own for a few moves.
Once the technique wore off, his defenses plummeted, and An Yi’s next slash sent him flying again.
Thud!
An Yi kicked the old monk down and planted his foot on the bald head, looking every bit like a street thug beating up an elder.
The Dragon Fang Demon Sword rested against the monk’s neck.
"Talk. What’s really going on here?" An Yi asked casually.
Pinned underfoot, the old monk seethed with humiliation.
As a Void Realm martial artist, he was virtually unrivaled—wherever he went, people would bow and address him as "Esteemed Senior."
Yet now, a twenty-year-old brat was stepping on his head.
The disgrace was unbearable!
"Don’t even think about struggling. If this sword so much as scratches you, you’re dead," An Yi said coolly.
He wasn’t lying.
The "Sealed Throat" skill—
One strike to the heart, one to the throat.
A hit to either had a 50% chance of instant death!
But the old monk didn’t believe him.
"The victor writes history. I’ve lost. Kill me if you must," the old monk declared solemnly, closing his eye.
"Old master, I’m just here for information," An Yi sighed.
The monk opened his eye. "Ask."
"What’s the deal with this place?"
An Yi scanned the surroundings.
"An underground research facility. I was just hired as a guard. The specifics are beyond me," the old monk replied calmly.
"What about these demonic beasts?" An Yi pressed.
The old monk shrugged. "They’re from the Hundred Ghost Sect—freaks who can shapeshift into beasts. But their memories are wiped. You won’t get anything out of them."
"And this dragon?"
An Yi’s gaze locked onto the silver dragon in the tank.
Even in slumber, its oppressive aura sent chills down his spine.
His grip tightened around the Dragon Fang Demon Sword, as if ready to duel the slumbering beast at any moment.
"That’s a dragon corpse. Boss Nie bought it at a high price—said it had ‘collector’s value,’" the old monk explained.
"A corpse?!"
An Yi was stunned.
All this time, he’d been guarding against… a dead body?
He glanced down at the old monk, conflicted.
This guy was just a hired hand, clueless about the bigger picture.
Chopping his head off seemed excessive.
Boss Nie’s allegiance was still unclear—killing his man would mean making an enemy.
But letting him go wasn’t an option either.
As An Yi debated what to do—
Crash!
The tank shattered.
Water gushed out, flooding the area instantly.
The silver dragon’s body was swept along with the current.
A dragon!
An actual dragon!
Hongtian’s single eye gleamed with greed.
If he could devour this dragon and absorb its power, he might regain his peak strength!
Unable to resist, Hongtian bared his fangs and lunged at the dragon’s corpse!
Chomp!
The dragon’s jaws clamped down on Hongtian’s head.
An Yi: "…"
Old Monk: "…"
The silver dragon had awakened!
And it had Hongtian’s head in its mouth.
"Damn it! Why’s it so dark?! An Yi, save me!"
Hongtian flailed, but the dragon’s grip was unshakable.
Ptooey!
The dragon spat.
Hongtian went flying like a loogie.
"Damn! It’s alive!"
Hongtian gasped for air, eyeing the dragon warily.
In his prime, he might’ve toyed with a dragon for fun.
But now? His strength barely surpassed a regular dog’s—no way he stood a chance.
The silver dragon’s amber eyes, cold and divine, locked onto An Yi.
"What the hell?! You said it was a corpse!"
"It was! I’ve guarded it for ten years—never once saw it move!"
Even the old monk was panicking now.
The "corpse" he’d been watching over was very much alive!
An Yi raised the Dragon Fang Demon Sword, wary.
Then—whoosh!
The dragon shot toward him like lightning.
"Too fast—!"
Before An Yi could react, the dragon’s massive form phased straight into his body.
"Huh?"
"It… went inside me?"
An Yi looked down, baffled.
Hongtian rushed over in alarm. "An Yi! You okay?! You okay?!"
An Yi shook his head. "I think so? Feels like it’s just… chilling inside me now."
Hongtian let out a few furious barks, then paused.
Wait—if the dragon was inside An Yi, and eating the dragon would restore his power…
Then eating An Yi would achieve the same thing!
Brilliant!
Hongtian’s gaze turned feverish, drool nearly dripping from his maw.
Meanwhile, An Yi checked his storage space—
There, coiled in a corner, the silver dragon slept peacefully.
Ding! In recognition of the host’s outstanding performance, the system rewards: [Ancient White Dragon] ×1!
An Yi: "…"
"To hell with your ‘system reward’!
This thing barged in on its own—what’s it got to do with your damn system?!"
Still, the name piqued his interest. He pulled up the system’s description:
[Ancient White Dragon]
Description: Perhaps it can be a pet or a mount.
An Yi: "…"
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agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
