"Congratulations, Young Master Lang Zing." The Guild Master personally gave the hefty rewards to Lang Zing with full of smiles, "I did not expect that our Zaoyu Tamer Guild will lose this time. But it could be seen as our guild suffering a small setback so it's okay."

Indeed, the guild had expected victory once again as they were used to this kind of scenario. After all, they had always won the showdown for several times consecutively in the past. Thus, victory and high expectations could not be helped. And now they lost? Of course, they would feel uncomfortable deep inside their hearts. Take note, the one who won was not even a master tamer and was just there to fill up the gaps of those participating! Or at least, this was what the master tamers of the guild, excluding the Guild Master, thought of.

Lang Zing, this time, had finally calmed down and totally absorbed everything that should be absorbed. He bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Guild Master."

"Ah, no need to bow. No need for pleasantries." The Guild Master chuckled, however, he was satisfied deep inside.

After which, the old man of the Terrace Everland Pavilion with the Pavilion Master in tow had walked towards them also and said, "It's been a long time, Guild Master."

"To think that such a powerful being will come into being just for our event." The Guild Master fainted ignorance, albeit he already knew this old man was here from the start, "Ancestor of the Terrace Everland Pavilion, it's been a long while."

"Mnm. But look at you, you are already a 9-star master tamer. If I remember correctly, you are just 8-star 10,000 years ago." The old man chuckled, "Surely, you are a genius and deserve to be the Guild Master of the Zaoyu Tamer Guild.

"Ahh, compared to you, Ancestor, my achievements and strength still could not be compared to you." The Guild Master said.

This was true. There was still a huge disparity between the two because the old man was 2 generations older than the Guild Master himself. So of course, no matter how genius the Guild Master was, he could yet to rival this old man. After all, he had lived for more than half a million years already!

The old man just smiled in response to the Guild Master's praise. He then looked at Lang Zing with warmth and smile, patting his shoulder and said, "Well done. You are truly my great-grandson."

Lang Zing just smiled meekly as he did not know what to say. After which, his eyes suddenly lit up and ran off saying, "Grandpa, I will go to my friends first!"

As the old man was in a good mood, he naturally gave his silent approval. After which, he continued to talking to the Guild Master with the Pavilion Master being the third-wheel.

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"Young Master Jin!" Lang Zing was so excited as he said to Jin Rou, "I won!"

"Mnm, you really won. Although you did not do anything at all." Jin Rou said sarcastically.

"Hehe." Lang Zing scratched his head in embarrassment. Although he knew that Jin Rou was just joking, he could not help but be awkward as what Jin Rou said was true. Indeed, from the start to the end, all he just did was bark instead of roar and stood in the arena motionless with all the tactics and decisions were made by his tamed beast.

All in all, you could say that he won effortlessly.

"Anyways, since you already have a tamed beast and a dragon at that, you must increase your bond between the two of you. That way, your beast will trust you more. And remember, having the dragon's bloodline did not mean that you can tame all kinds of dragons." Jin Rou knew that Lang Zing will be going back to the pavilion, now that his dragon's bloodline was exposed. Thus, to ensure his safety, they will go back as soon as possible. After all, who knew how many people right now salivated for the dragon's bloodline running in Lang Zing's veins? Perhaps not all of the spectators knew this, but surely there were few old monsters who already knew!

"Mnm." Lang Zing simply nodded. His expression showed reluctance to part with Jin Rou. He felt like the adventure with Jin Rou was not enough and it happened way too fast. Although he faced grave dangers, Jin Rou would be there to save the day, without letting even a speck of dust touch him. This time, he finally realized what did it mean to have a friend and to lose one suddenly.

"No need to be so depressed, Lang Zing. You—" Jin Rou was about to console the sad Lang Zing when the void suddenly shook and was ripped apart.

All of the spectators, who were planning to leave, were shocked as well and stopped. What's going on?

Soon, three men had emerged within the void. One was a middle-aged man and two were old men. All of them were wearing a familiar blue robe that Jin Rou had encountered in the past.

"Sea Ancient Race!" The Guild Master was stumped to see this. Why would the Sea Ancient Race be here?

The old man of the pavilion frowned as his expression got serious; it seemed like there would be a huge battle incoming.

"Sea Ancient Race King, what can possibly be the reason for your sudden emergence here? I might be able to help you." The Guild Master said with a gentle tone. Although he was not afraid of this ancient race, right now, only him was the present Immortal Emperor of the guild! If the ancient race had decided to wreak havoc here, he would not be able to stop them as the two old men were First-Generation Immortal Emperors!

The Sea Ancient Race King did not answer the Guild Master as he continuously roamed his vision in the audience. Soon, his eyes locked with a young man in the front row of the seats and his eyes flashed with viciousness and the sleeping rage in his heart had finally awakened.

Of course, this young man was Jin Rou!

The Sea Ancient Race King howled in fury and shouted,

"Animal, I finally found you!"