Mr. Dragon Knight, the dragon girls are chasing you!

Just as the ambiguous and sticky atmosphere between the man and the dragon was about to spread infinitely, a clear, cold, and slightly teasing female voice rang out, directly breaking the ear-burning silence.

"Alright, you two."

Serafina stepped forward slowly, her posture elegant and composed. Her silvery-white eyes curved slightly, filled with laughter, taking in the shy tugging and awkward interaction between the two after their kiss.

"If you want to flirt or tease each other, please wait until you leave my treasure vault. I have countless ancient dragon artifacts and tens of thousands of years old here. Each one is fragile and precious, and cannot withstand your two-person antics."

These words were like a small flame that instantly ignited Eluvia's already burning jealousy and lingering embarrassment.

The little black dragon, shaped like a young girl, immediately bristled, its delicate face flushing slightly. Its jet-black, agile tail lashed wildly, leaving a trail of rapid afterimages behind it, brimming with defiance.

"Who, who was flirting with him! Don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing her adorable, guilty-looking attempt to cover up her misunderstanding, Seraphina simply nodded in agreement, a mischievous smile on her face that seemed to see right through her, saying dismissively and playfully, "Um, no, I must have been mistaken."

That knowing look is even more infuriating than a direct joke.

Eluvia stomped her little feet lightly on the ground in anger, feeling a tightness in her chest, yet unable to refute it.

She bit her lower lip hard, suppressing her urge to act spoiled and throw a tantrum, not wanting to appear too childish and petty in front of the other person. In the end, she could only stand there with her cheeks puffed out, her whole body radiating displeasure.

Serafina knew when to stop and stopped teasing the ruffled little black dragon; the smile on her lips slowly faded.

She turned around and strode towards the deepest part of the treasure vault, where a smooth, black stone wall was engraved with ancient moonlight runes.

The entire stone wall is a natural formation, blending seamlessly with the surrounding rock face. Without careful observation, one would never discover the hidden secrets within.

Her fair and slender palms gently pressed against the cool stone wall, and soft, pure silver-white moonlight spiritual power flowed continuously from her palms, spreading, flowing, and illuminating the complex and ancient runes on the stone wall.

A faint silvery-white halo covered the entire stone wall. The originally thick and hard rock wall emitted a deep, heavy sliding sound as it slowly and smoothly slid open to both sides, revealing a small secret chamber hidden deep within the treasure vault.

This secret room is not spacious, but its layout is exquisite and compact, with no clutter. The only thing placed in the center is an ancient blue stone platform.

The two items displayed on the stone platform instantly captured Luo Ye's attention, causing his pupils to shrink and his eyes to widen involuntarily.

On the left side of the stone platform, a set of soft armor, entirely silver-white, lay quietly.

The soft armor is woven from fine, silvery-white scales, each scale shimmering with a soft luster. Even in a dark, secluded room, the entire set of soft armor resembles flowing moonlight, carrying a hazy, holy glow.

This is top-tier equipment at first glance!

On the right side of the stone platform, a two-meter-long spear stands straight.

The gun body is entirely silver-white, made from some unknown bone material. The surface of the gun body naturally has layers of fine and regular patterns, like totems accumulated over time, which are both ancient and domineering.

The spearhead was extremely sharp, gleaming with a cold, chilling light in the dim light. At the junction of the spearhead and the shaft, a moonstone the size of a fingernail was inlaid, emitting a soft glow and adding a touch of holiness to the spear.

"This is..." Luo Ye involuntarily took half a step forward, his gaze fixed on the armor and the spear, his eyes filled with shock and amazement, unable to look away.

Serafina walked slowly to the stone platform, her slender fingertips gently brushing against the fine scales of her soft armor, and calmly introduced:

"This is the Silver Dragon Soft Armor. It looks as light and thin as a cicada's wing and feels weightless, but its defensive power is extremely terrifying. It can withstand all physical slashes and elemental spell impacts below level 50 from all directions, providing defense without any blind spots."

She tilted her head slightly, looked at Luo Ye who was full of surprise, and revealed a very weighty truth: "The entire soft armor was made from my natal reverse scale that I shed when I came of age."

Luo Ye shuddered, his pupils dilated, and his face was filled with disbelief: "...Your Achilles' heel?!"

Even if he didn't understand the common knowledge of dragons, he knew that the reverse scale of a dragon was the most precious, hardest, and most essential part of its body. It was also a taboo subject for dragons, and ordinary dragons would never even allow it to be touched, let alone stripped of its armor. The weight of this gift was simply outrageous.

"The Silver Dragon clan has three innate reverse scales growing below its neck, which gather its primordial spiritual power and are the most core and precious treasure of the dragon clan."

Seraphina spoke casually, as if she were giving away something ordinary, not her most prized possession, and continued calmly:

"When I came of age and transformed, I shed these three reverse scales, which I have carefully treasured deep in my vault, never using them. Some time ago, I specially sought out an ancient craftsman to melt and forge them, creating this set of close-fitting soft armor."

"I originally planned to give it to you after you had improved your strength a bit more, but now that you are about to step into the extremely dangerous abyss, I will give it to you in advance as an extra layer of protection."

Having said that, she turned to look at the long spear that stood silently, her silver eyes losing their playfulness and becoming filled with a faint sense of remembrance and tenderness:

"As for this spear, it is called Moon Mark. It was carefully forged from the dragon tooth that my father, the previous Silver Dragon King, left behind."

Luo Ye's heart jolted violently, and a monstrous wave surged within him.

"The Silver Dragon Clan has a thousand-year-old tradition, with an unchanging rule," Serafina said softly, gazing at the shimmering light emanating from the spear, recounting an ancient secret of her clan.

"Before each Silver Dragon King falls, he leaves behind a dragon tooth that will be passed on to the next generation of Dragon Kings for safekeeping."

"These dragon teeth carry the lifelong fighting will, primordial spiritual power, and clan heritage of the Silver Dragon Kings throughout the ages. They are the supreme heirlooms of the Silver Dragon Clan, far exceeding the value of any divine artifact."

"I've treasured this dragon tooth left to me by my father for ten thousand years, but I've never figured out how to use it. It wasn't until I saw you on Silver Moon Peak that I suddenly had an idea."

She turned her head, her silver eyes staring directly at Luo Ye, a mischievous smile playing on her lips:

"I think that if this dragon tooth were to be forged into a weapon, its owner would have to be someone who is willing to risk their life for their dragon."

"Looking back now, I guess I made the right bet and the right choice."

But in this solemn and gentle atmosphere, a very dissatisfied snort suddenly came from the side.

Eluvia crossed her arms, her dragon tail swaying unhappily from side to side. Her golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly as she stared intently at Serafina, her tone so sour it could seep through the entire stone wall: "What? Why are you being so intimate?"

Seraphina paused slightly, then raised an eyebrow, a clear amusement appearing in her eyes: "Intimacy? What did I say?"

"You said 'the dragon tooth left by my father,' 'I've treasured it for ten thousand years,' 'I saw you on Silvermoon Peak'—" Eluvia counted on her little fingers, getting angrier with each repetition.

"You keep using 'I' and 'you' all the time. What do you mean by 'I made the right bet, I made the right choice'? It's like you two have some shameful past!"