"This girl, Silver Horn, her mind is still immature. Can she really control such a divine artifact?"

The Unihorned Rhinoceros wasn’t doubting Silver Horn’s ability.

He simply thought the Silver Gourd had become too strange now.

The Sword Soul that devoured ten thousand swords, combined with Life Talisman and Transformation Talisman, was already terrifying.

And now, it has birthed a Curse that made the Unihorned Rhinoceros shiver, its horror definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.

"Hey, hey, hey, don’t underestimate me!"

"It’s just a little Sword Soul, who says I can’t control it!"

As if afraid Li Boyang would believe the Unihorned Rhinoceros’s slander, Silver Horn immediately jumped to snatch the Silver Gourd back at once.

Then, the Sword Soul also returned to the Silver Gourd conveniently, without any resistance.

"I trust Silver Horn, she’s not someone who doesn’t know the importance."

Ruffling Silver Horn’s hair, Li Boyang replied to the Unihorned Rhinoceros with a smile.

Upon receiving Li Boyang’s affirmation, Silver Horn immediately became spirited, even holding the Silver Gourd with a bit more pride.

"You see, master has more confidence than you."

"I even feed you pills every day, I’ve decided, I’m not coming to see you tomorrow!"

After saying this, Silver Horn seemed to be reminded of something and suddenly turned to Li Boyang.

"Master, I discovered something today..."

"While playing with Ying Long today, I felt an unusual Primordial Qi fluctuation."

"The reaction of the Xuansu Clan was a bit strange, but unfortunately I was too far away and didn’t see clearly what she was doing."

"Also, Ying Long seemed to have noticed something too, but I’m not entirely sure."

Hearing this, Li Boyang was initially taken aback, then he smiled calmly.

"Seems like you’ve really grown up, already learning to share master’s worries!"

"But don’t worry, whatever’s going on with Ying Long and his mother’s side isn’t a big deal; master’s going to take care of it."

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Yunmeng Marsh, Hidden Dragon Island.

As the sun set in the west, the Jade Rabbit rose in the east.

The mist that had already enveloped Yunmeng Marsh became thicker, and Hidden Dragon Island soon fell under its cover.

Amidst the dark and fog, a Black Dragon descended from above, transforming into the likeness of Er Tu upon contact with the ground.

Still tall and brawny in human form, Er Tu’s appearance showed no change.

Yet when nearing the bamboo house by the river, Er Tu walked on tiptoe, appearing somewhat furtive.

For that bamboo house was built by Er Tu for the Xuansu Clan, where she slept at night.

After all, Hidden Dragon Island originally had nothing.

The Xuansu Clan wasn’t like those restless Barbarian Gods or Wild Gods; naturally, she needed a place to rest.

To this end, Er Tu specially went to Nvman to acquire many high-quality talisman bamboos.

The bamboo house built of these talisman bamboos already possessed great strength.

With just minor modifications, it’s not much worse than those so-called Spirit Mountains or Xiu Shui.

As Er Tu entered the bamboo house, the lights inside were extinguished, and a small horned head slowly emerged from the water.

"Glug glug glug..."

With maturity unbefitting his age, Ying Long blew bubbles reluctantly.

Judging by his expression alone, it’s clear this wasn’t the first time Er Tu did such a thing.

Every time night fell, he’d sneak into the Xuansu Clan’s bamboo house, then quickly leave before dawn.

No one knows where that ghostly habit was learned from.

Whenever Ying Long witnessed this, he was ashamed to admit that unreliable fellow as his father.

[Stop looking, your whole family is rather shameful.]

At that moment, a slightly aged voice echoed in Ying Long’s mind.

Like Ying Long, the aged voice was also quite speechless about Er Tu’s actions.

Aside from Ying Long, the voice’s owner was equally speechless about the Xuansu Clan’s feigned ignorance and Ying Long’s pretending.

"Cough cough, what’s this got to do with me?"

Replying awkwardly in a low voice, Ying Long dived back into the water.

"That’s just their marital charm; you should be scolding them, not dragging me into it."

Speaking thus, Ying Long transformed into a swordfish, flowing downstream with a speed far exceeding his dragon form.

[Your shameless parents’ only good deed in life might be passing all their abilities to you.]

Though unable to see the two troublesome figures anymore.

The aged voice continued its somewhat relentless chatter, forcing Ying Long to change the subject.

[No, the one I should be most grateful for being born into this world is Silver Horn’s master.]

[Without the pills he made, I wouldn’t be who I am now.]

Hearing Ying Long’s words, the aged voice paused briefly, yet had to acknowledge his truth.

For the aged voice knew better than Ying Long the outrageous effects of the pills Li Boyang had made.

Even the aged voice himself, meant to naturally perish over time, regained consciousness with Ying Long’s birth.

In a way, it was essentially an alternative "Elixir of Immortality." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

[You’re right, that Celestial Being is more formidable than I imagined.]

[Dispelling the Celestial Tribulation, ensuring mother and child’s safety, and granting you this terrifying life force...]

[Even at my prime, I wouldn’t dare guarantee any one of those feats.]

With a deep sigh, the aged voice unabashedly expressed his powerlessness.

Though still in his youth, Ying Long had already mastered Er Tu’s [Thousand Transformations Divine Power].

This was closely tied to the immense life force within him.

The aged voice even suspected if the Celestial Being understood exactly what kind of freak he had created.

[Of course, how could you compare to Silver Horn’s master!]

Within the tender voice was absolute confidence in Li Boyang.

At last, Ying Long revealed, a hint of age-appropriate pride.

Unlike his unreliable parents.

Li Boyang perfectly matched the "elder" image in Ying Long’s mind.

Even the voice appearing in his subconscious could not surpass Li Boyang.

In truth, if not for the voice showing no intent to harm, Ying Long would have long since informed Er Tu of its presence.

Yes, Ying Long planned to tell Er Tu, not the closer Xuansu Clan.

After all, the owner of the voice was none other than the long-lost East Sea God—Yu Guo.

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