After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

"Shut up! You little cat who acts so arrogantly just because you have the secret art of skin-changing, do you even know who you're talking to?"

"A kitten?!" Ulala's eyelids twitched, and her hand unconsciously reached for the metal axe blade beside her.

"Standing before you is the pinnacle of my dragon race, below the dragon and above all others, the companion of the Dragon Lord."

"Or is this the true answer to how to overcome the White Phoenix's demonic fire, clear the dungeon, and subdue the White Phoenix in this secret realm, Lord Dragon?!"

The mist condensed into a finger pointing at Xiao Yu, and there were even people condensing mist and clapping their hands to create atmosphere, filling the air with a joyful mood.

Ulala looked at Xiao Yu with a strange expression.

Upon hearing the flattery from the dragon-headed beast, Xiao Yu's face darkened, and his temples throbbed. He suddenly realized that it was still too early to consider bringing this creature under his command.

"In short, a mere novice at the Heroic Soul Realm, why don't you quickly come and become my Dragon Lord's maid, or even a bed warmer if necessary? This armor might not be so bad after all..."

puff!

The bronze spear thrust out from behind, piercing through the dragon-headed beast's body and pinning it to the ground. Despite the spearhead being embedded in the frozen soil, the shaft still trembled under the immense force of the impact.

"You'd better shut up and stop smearing my reputation." Xiao Yu couldn't stand it anymore and stopped him with a shot.

Clearly, the dragon-headed mythical beast wasn't cut out for flattery; its words just now didn't even reach the horse's legs, it went straight for the horse's rear end.

"Fellow Daoist, I apologize. This fellow has been frozen in the ice for too long. He's only just thawed and his mind isn't quite right yet," he stepped forward and explained.

Ulala is a ruthless person who can go toe-to-toe with Long Wanyan. Saying these words in front of her is definitely provoking a fight and playing with fire, especially the last few sentences, which seem... eh?

Xiao Yu rubbed his eyes, because after listening to the dragon-headed beast's words, Ulala suddenly pinched her chin and looked him up and down.

It seems she's seriously considering becoming his bed warmer.

no……

Xiao Yu's face stiffened. What the hell was going on?

Over there, Ulala carefully examined Xiao Yu, her gaze finally sweeping over the sword in his hand, before she shook her head:

"Tch! Fine, take the sword. I'm not a sword cultivator, it's useless to me. But you have to agree to one condition."

"What are the conditions?! Let me make this clear first, selling yourself is out of the question." Xiao Yu took a step back. Could it be that this guy also needs a spiritual item like the Taiyin Realm for cultivation?!

No, he can't handle another one.

"Who the hell cares about your body, you're a grown man, but... it's pretty much the same..." Ulala cursed.

In the blink of an eye, she curled her lips into a smile, revealing her wild, sharp teeth, and her amber, beastly eyes fixed on Xiao Yu. "After I recover from my injuries, let's have a match. If you win, I might even become your bed warmer. If you lose, you'll have to recommend me to your master for another fight."

Xiao Yu understood; he had become a whetstone for Ulala to take revenge on Long Wanyan.

That perfectly matches the fighting spirit of Ulala.

Should I fight her?

"Okay!" Xiao Yu agreed without thinking. It would be a fool not to take advantage of a good deal, and it wouldn't matter if he lost anyway.

It seems that Ulala is still holding a grudge about losing to Long Wanyan.

She probably thought that if she won against Xiao Yu, who had inherited Long Wanyan's spear technique, it would mean that she still had a chance to defeat Long Wanyan, and then she could take revenge.

If she can't even beat Long Wanyan's apprentice, then she needs to practice more. Seeking revenge against Long Wanyan will only result in defeat, so there's no point in doing so. The loser has no right to appear before the winner.

He didn't care. Actually, if you think about it, Long Wanyan would definitely win in the end.

This is absolutely beyond doubt.

Seeing Xiao Yu nod, Wulala smiled, and Xiao Yu smiled too. They both got what they wanted, and both sides were happy.

Thus, with the pseudo-half-immortal weapon and the immortal weapon in hand, Xiao Yu also had his first sword.

Unfortunately, he can't use it now while under the Dragon Forbidden State. Perhaps it will work once he returns to his innate sword cultivator mode.

The situation is unclear at the moment. Dragon Forbidden State is his strongest mode, so it's best to maintain it for now.

He raised his head and gazed at the ancient tree that seemed to have once been entwined by a silver-scaled dragon. On its sparse branches, the two moons were still hidden in the shadows, and the moonlight had not yet risen.

Behind the fog gate, the white-haired female cultivator, sensing that her flame had been extinguished, quietly stepped forward, taking a step towards the outside of the fog gate.

Chapter Sixty, Look at the Legs

"Alright, stop playing dead. Now that the monster has been dealt with, you should be able to open the fog gate under the ancient tree, right?"

Xiao Yu stepped forward, pulled out the blood-stained spear, and kicked the dragon-headed beast, whose rear end was sticking up high, as it was still pretending to be dead.

"Grandpa Dragon..." It jumped up in surprise, "I think..."

"Wait!" Xiao Yu suddenly called out to it, and the dragon-headed beast stopped talking and looked at Xiao Yu with a hint of doubt.

?

"You keep calling me 'Grandpa Dragon,' it makes me uncomfortable. Just call me Ye Ba instead."

"No, no, how could I dare? The ruler is the guide for his subjects. As a subject, how could I address the Dragon Lord by his full name? Wouldn't that create chaos when I see the Dragon Lord in the future?"

"Then... stop calling me grandpa. It's all nonsense. You're not some colorful gourd. I don't have a grandson like you."

Xiao Yu rubbed his brows, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't think of a good way to address him, so he could only say it like this for now.

"Okay!" This time, the dragon-headed beast readily agreed, though it seemed it wasn't truly sincere about calling him "Grandpa."

If it weren't for survival, who would willingly call someone "Grandpa" and act like their grandson?

Having resolved the issue of address, it's time to get down to business. Xiao Yu is quite curious about the ancient tree that had no presence in the original storyline!

I've been wanting to go in and take a look for a while.

However, the dragon-headed beast seemed somewhat hesitant to proceed.

"It's not that I'm unwilling to let you in, but the white-feathered phoenix is ​​inside. Although it has been worn down for thousands of years and its strength has declined significantly, it's still not something a few small fry like us can handle."

I know you're not afraid of her phoenix fire, but her strength goes far beyond that. If a fight breaks out, you'll be fine, but I'll be in trouble, especially since I... blurted out something unpleasant just now..."

The dragon-headed beast cautiously peeked at the ancient tree, then abruptly withdrew.

It was only then that it snapped out of its euphoria at surrendering. After all, it was on someone else's turf, and traitors were always the most hated by all factions. It couldn't help but feel uneasy at this moment.

Of course, it didn't mean Xiao Yu should do nothing; it just meant to play it safe and be on the safe side.

The dragon-headed beast looked around and asked:

"Where is the Dragon Lord now? With her help, we can surely capture that white-haired widow with ease..."

"Take what?!"

Suddenly, a clear and melodious female voice rang out. Xiao Yu blinked, and almost a few seconds after the dragon-headed beast finished speaking, a beautiful woman with white hair and snow-white eyebrows appeared in front of him.

A forearm, white as a lotus root, was exposed, with five slender, green fingers pinching the back of the dragon-headed beast's neck.

Upon hearing the term "white-haired widow," she smiled radiantly, her face blooming like a snow lotus—exquisitely beautiful, her every glance as poetic and picturesque as a painting.

Upon being touched, the dragon-headed beast instantly stood upright, its brownish-red scales turning grayish-white, white from head to toe.

Leaving aside this talkative beast for the moment, the female cultivator, whose appearance had drastically changed, first turned to look at Xiao Yu and greeted him:

"Young master, we meet again."

Upon hearing the familiar words, Xiao Yu finally recognized the stunningly beautiful white-haired woman before him as the female cultivator whose face he knew so well outside.

"How could it be you?" Xiao Yu murmured, a look of surprise in his eyes.

During this time, the dragon-headed beast's eyes flickered, carrying a hint of...

Hope looked towards Xiao Yu.

"My lord, save me..."

Peng!

With a flick of her fair wrist, blood and flesh splattered all over the ground, and the enormous dragon head spun 180 degrees, clearly not unharmed.

"It's me. It seems you've been keeping the feather I gave you with you."

The female cultivator said that she had easily crushed the dragon-headed beast to death while they were talking, which was chilling and made people's scalps tingle.

Call ~

A flash of white flame, and Xiao Yu watched as a white feather floated up from his body and landed lightly on the female cultivator's exquisitely beautiful white hand.

"Boy, bow your head!"

Suddenly, a low growl rang out, like the roar of a tiger.

A broad, golden axe swept straight down. Ulala gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his body, and the black tiger seemed to possess him as he exerted all his strength.

The terrifying axe strikes, accompanied by sonic booms, were met with no glance from the female cultivator; her eyes remained fixed silently on Xiao Yu.

With a pinch of his fingers, he blocked the incoming axe blade with one hand. His two slender fingers held the sharp axe blade firmly in place, no matter how hard Wulala tried, it remained motionless, as if frozen in place.

Boom!

With a flick of his finger, the golden axe shattered, and Ulala, still clad in his fiery armor, was sent flying a great distance, his body crashing into the trunk of an ancient tree with a cracking sound, seemingly as if his spine had broken.

"Ugh..." Blood gushed out, as if Ulala had fallen into a blood-red dye vat. The black tiger tattoo on his body dimmed considerably and almost disappeared, as if the ink had run out.

"Damn it..." she cursed, it seemed that the life-saving measures she had on her body had saved her life.

The female cultivator raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised that Ulala had survived, but it was just a matter of moving a finger; she waved her hand.

Teng!

The pieces of the previously scattered flaming armor floated up and rushed towards Ulala. During the process, the armor turned red-hot and changed shape under the high temperature, becoming a steel cage that locked her inside.

At this point, the entire place fell silent, with only Xiao Yu looking at the female cultivator.

A ripple flashed in his brown eyes, and the system hesitated for a long time before finally reporting the specific information:

"White Phoenix"

Cultivation level: Immortal Realm (significantly damaged)

The phoenix, a unique species born from the millennia-long fortune of the Phoenix Clan, is immortal and indestructible, reaching the highest heavens and the deepest hells.