Soft Feather blinked. “Did you become golden overnight? Were you dyed?”

Song Shuhang nodded, and said, “Should be.”

It was truly to wonder what method Slow-Witted Song had used to have turned a white dragon into a golden dragon… and what was even more terrifying was that the Ancestral Golden Dragon had no way of clearing away the ‘golden color’ on its body even after a long time has passed. The White Dragon even ended up becoming known as the ‘Ancestral Golden Dragon’ in the records of the dragon family due to it. This was truly heart-rending.

Just where did Slow-Witted Song buy such a dyeing material? And where did he learn his painting skills to have been able to paint an entire white dragon until it completely became a golden dragon?

Anyway, the Ancestral Golden Dragon had only beat him up until he cried, and that could already be considered to have been giving him a lot of face. If it was him who had been dyed instead, he would definitely have made Slow-Witted Song pay by dyeing him gold… No, it would be best to dye him silver instead! It would cause him to be called ‘stylish silver’ for the rest of his life.

Still… Where could such dyes even be bought?

At that time, Slow-Witted Song hadn’t been that powerful yet, and he was at a level where he would still frequently be beaten up by other people and forced to run to the ‘Ancestral Golden Dragon’ for help.

Therefore, with his strength, there should not have been any way for him to turn the White Dragon, who was at least a Tribulation Transcender, into a golden dragon. So, where did he get his dyes?

It seemed that there was only one person who could sell such a thing in the entire universe.

The Almighty Merchant… Could he have been the one to sell it to Slow-Witted Song? The merchant wrapped in sheets appeared in Song Shuhang’s mind in an instant.

Cough, well, there was no need to mention this.

The Almighty Merchant had been very miserable recently. If he sold him out, there was a chance that the ‘Ancestral Golden Dragon’ would also end up chasing the Almighty Merchant.

The Almighty Merchant was very cute, so he had to take care of him.

Song Shuhang asked, “Ah, then, Senior White Dragon, why are you possessing Sixteen?”

He quickly changed the subject.

If they continued discussing the issue of dyeing, Soft Feather might have a flash of realization and recall the Almighty Merchant. With Soft Feather’s character, she might just sell him out.

The White Dragon softly said, [Don’t worry… This is not my method of reincarnation. My method of reincarnation remains in the dragon tomb. I’m still waiting for that fool to find me.]

Song Shuhang’s heart felt stifled. Sure enough, the one in the coffin was really the White Dragon. Was she waiting for Slow-Witted Song to go and wake her up?

Song Shuhang said, “What if Slow-Witted Song never goes to the dragon tomb to look for you?”

The White Dragon raised her head slightly. [I will wait for him…]

Song Shuhang suggested, “It isn’t a good idea to wait for him forever. Wouldn’t it be better to set a deadline, like several hundred years, maybe several thousand years, or something of the sort? Or maybe have it so that if Slow-Witted Song still hasn’t come after a certain number of years, then you can go and beat him up until he cries?”

The White Dragon lowered her head to look at Song Shuhang. Then, with a smile, she said, [There are many karmic ties between you and Slow-Witted Song. Is it really okay for you to screw him like this?]

Song Shuhang lightly said, “On this point, Senior Thrice Reckless from the Nine Provinces Number One Group has a famous saying. If you seek death, then you must accept the consequences. Before you seek death, you must mentally prepare yourself to endure the consequences.”

Soft Feather raised her hand, and said, “Senior Song, the second half of the sentence is my famous quote, not Senior Thrice Reckless’. We aren’t children, so before we seek death, we must have the consequences in mind!”

“…” Song Shuhang.

The White Dragon lowered her head slightly and gently touched Soft Feather’s forehead with her own. The White Dragon seemed to like Soft Feather.

Song Shuhang asked, “In that case, Senior White Dragon, what’s going on with Sixteen’s dragon transformation?”

What he was the most worried about was this problem.

Sixteen, who was originally a human cultivator, now actually saw the White Dragon’s appearance when she saw her ‘true self’.

The White Dragon explained, [As for Little Sixteen’s dragon transformation, I was merely a trigger. W she took the skeletal dragon’s withered vine, she already had a true dragon bloodline. When I borrowed her power of virtue to take shape, the true dragon bloodline in her body was activated.]

“Sixteen has true dragon blood?” Song Shuhang scratched his head.

He remembered asking Sixteen before if the Spirit River Su Clan had a dragon bloodline, and Sixteen had denied it.

Wait… Even if the Spirit River Su Clan didn’t have a true dragon bloodline, that didn’t necessarily mean that Sixteen’s mother didn’t. Perhaps her true dragon blood came from her mother’s line?

Nevertheless, after hearing the White Dragon’s detailed explanation, Song Shuhang was finally relieved.

Even if she turned into a dragon, it was not due to external factors. It was merely Sixteen unearthing her true dragon bloodline rather than undergoing a mutation.

The White Dragon said, [If Little Sixteen didn’t have true dragon blood, I would not have been able to have my body of virtue possess and protect her.]

However, due to the White Dragon possessing Sixteen, Sixteen’s character has been affected for some time.

The recent Sixteen was often gentle and watery, and sometimes her voice was even soft and crisp; this was all due to the White Dragon’s possession.

This effect wouldn’t last that long—it would only last for two to three months at most before disappearing. Therefore, the White Dragon did not mention this.

“Thank you for giving me the answers I wanted, Senior White Dragon. I can finally rest assured.” Song Shuhang lifted Sixteen up, and said, “Soft Feather, should we wait for Sixteen to wake up, or should we continue the road of the trial?”

Soft Feather said, “The opportunity to partake in this trial is hard to come by. I feel like it would be best to wait for Sixteen to wake up.”

Song Shuhang nodded.

The effects of the road of the trial were so good that if you missed them, you would have to wait several hundred years to try again.

And so, Song Shuhang and Soft Feather found a place to sit and rest at the end of the road of thorns.

As the first stage of the trial was over, the tingling sensation from the road of thorns disappeared.

Song Shuhang held Sixteen in his arms and put her on his lap.

Soft Feather sat next to Song Shuhang. “Senior Song, you can put a part of Sixteen’s body on me. This will make it easier for her to rest.”

Song Shuhang asked, “How am I supposed to do that?”

Soft Feather happily said, “Here, I’ll do it, Senior Song, don’t move.”

I wonder why she’s so happy…

After a while.

Soft Feather and Song Shuhang were sitting side by side, their legs beside one another.

As soon as the two of them laid their legs flatly beside one another, Song Shuhang’s legs could clearly be seen to be shorter. Obviously, he could barely be regarded as a ‘long-legged man’.

Afterward, Sixteen’s head was laid on Soft Feather’s thighs, while her legs rested on Song Shuhang’s feet.

Soft Feather said, “Alright, let’s wait for Sixteen to wake up.”

“…” Song Shuhang.

The White Dragon said, [Little Sixteen will soon wake up. This road of the trial will allow her to awaken her bloodline earlier, as well as her dragon transformation process to go faster.]

Song Shuhang nodded.

At this time, Su Clan’s Sixteen suddenly let out a sweet groan.

“…” Song Shuhang.

He turned his head and looked at Soft Feather.

Soft Feather was carefully pinching one of the small horns on Su Clan’s Sixteen’s head. She squeezed it lightly, which caused Sixteen to involuntarily let out a sound.

She rubbed her small horns with her fingers, and Su Clan’s Sixteen would make noises constantly.

“Soft Feather, quickly… stop… Stop!” Song Shuhang hurriedly told her.

He knew that there was something wrong with Soft Feather’s happy expression from a while back.

“Huh? Senior Song, do you also find it funny when I rub Sixteen’s horn?” Soft Feather blinked and smiled.

[Hahahaha.] The White Dragon laughed. She lowered her head slightly again, and gently bumped Soft Feather.

Soft Feather reluctantly removed her hand from Sixteen’s small horn. “Sixteen is so cute.”

“…” Song Shuhang.

Soft Feather said, “Senior Song, one last time. I’m going to pinch Sixteen’s dragon horns, can you use your phone to help me record a video?”

Song Shuhang shook his head again and again—he had learned his lesson.

Some time ago, his brain had gone haywire, and he had accompanied Soft Feather to make Senior White wear various different types of hairstyles, and also made a ‘Senior White emoticon’ package. He would definitely not do such a thing again.

Soft Feather said, “Then… Senior Song, you can be the one to pinch her horns, and I’ll be the one to take the video, is that alright?”

Song Shuhang shook his head vigorously.

What if the dragon horns were a sacred and inviolable place for Sixteen?

“Senior Song, you have changed,” Soft Feather said with a sad look. “Back then, you cooperated with me to shoot Senior White’s pictures with different hairstyles. You’ve become pedantic now.”

Song Shuhang said, “I’m not pedantic. Also, trying to use words to lure me to your side won’t work. I will never cooperate with you in making a video.”

Soft Feather stuck her tongue out.

Afterward, she clapped her hands, and an illusory ghost spirit appeared beside her.

It was the ghost spirit Soft Feather had captured with Song Shuhang.

Soft Feather triumphantly said, “Senior Song, if you aren’t going to help me, then I’ll do it myself~” After saying that, she gave her phone to her ghost spirit.

Her ghost spirit skillfully turned on the camera function of the phone.

In the meantime, Soft Feather carefully and gently squeezed Su Clan’s Sixteen’s horns.

“Ah~” Su Clan’s Sixteen exclaimed.

“…” Song Shuhang.

[Hahahaha.] The White Dragon.

She had no intention of stopping Soft Feather at all.

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Soft Feather turned her head, and said, “Senior Song, do you really not want to come and give it a try? It feels great.”

Song Shuhang waved his hand, and said, “No~”

At this moment, the White Dragon softly said, [Eh? Something’s happening again.]

A beautiful dragon mark appeared on Sixteen’s forehead.

The gentle voice of the White Dragon sounded in Song Shuhang and Soft Feather’s minds. [Little Sixteen’s aptitude is better than I thought… She will soon enter the dormant evolution stage, which might last anywhere from a few days to a month.]

“It’s going to take so long?” Song Shuhang sighed.

If that was the case, then they could only carry Sixteen through the next portion of the road of the trial.

Song Shuhang said, “Let’s go, Soft Feather. Let’s continue the road of the trial and see if we can leave this secret realm after we reach the end of the trial.”

Soft Feather reluctantly said, “Okay.”

Then, she squeezed Sixteen’s dragon horn carefully one last time.

They feel amazing. I really want to have a pair of dragon horns myself!

“Buzz~”

Suddenly, a surge of electricity came from Sixteen.

Soft Feather and Song Shuhang, who were in physical contact with Sixteen, were hit by the surge of electricity.

“Aaaaaah~” Soft Feather’s eyes rolled backward, and she softly slumped down.

Song Shuhang was numbed all over by the electric current, but he pulled through by relying on his will.

Looking at the unconscious Soft Feather and the dormant Sixteen, Song Shuhang silently let out a sigh.

Should I carry one on my back and hold the other one?