Afternoon, Dragon Valley. Long Xuechan, clad in robes as white as snow, gazed up at the clear expanse of the sky, her soft, ripe figure tossing restlessly upon the lounge chair, which responded with a ceaseless creaking.

For a considerable time now, Long Xuechan had felt no inclination whatsoever to cultivate. "Sixty whole days, and this little rascal still hasn't emerged.

Sister has waited until the flowers have wilted..." Watching the vast patches of Crimson Dragon Flowers already withered around her, Long Xuechan sighed mournfully, though only two days had passed, her brow was already etched with worry. "This damned Enchantress, she's driving me into becoming a nagging shrew!" After a spell, Long Xuechan bit her lip in frustration, plucked two bright red little fruits from a nearby table, chewed them fiercely a few times, letting the milky white juice splash outwards, but soon enough, her shoulders slumped once more in dejection.

"Sister Xuechan, Master is back..." A clear, joyful cry suddenly rang out from beyond the thicket of flowers. "Hmm?" Long Xuechan's spirits lifted instantly.

With a graceful spring, her delicate body landed, and she dashed outward. But just as she reached the edge of the clearing, Long Xuechan abruptly halted, hastily pulling a silk kerchief from her embrace to wipe the juice from her lips, then smoothed down her slightly disheveled garments.

By the time she finished her preparations, the figures of Long Ping and Long Ting were already trotting in along the bluestone path, their small faces flushed, beaming with delight. "Where is he?" Looking past the two girls, Long Xuechan couldn't help but be taken aback.

Long Ting stuck out her tongue, teasing playfully, "Sister Xuechan, Master just exited the passage with His Majesty the Dragon King, he hasn't left the Dragon Temple yet. They say there's a matter of extreme importance to attend to, so all the Heavenly Spirit ranked Elders have rushed over, and many clansmen have run off to see as well." Long Xuechan felt a wave of disappointment.

Seeing both Long Ping and Long Ting secretly chuckling, she couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You two little sprites, daring to tease your older sister." "No, no!" Long Ping waved her small hands repeatedly. "Tingting and I rushed back the moment we got the news.

Sister Xuechan, we want to go see the Dragon Temple too, what about you?" Long Xuechan hesitated slightly: "I... I won't go.

You two go ahead." "Okay, okay." The two little girls cheerfully skipped away. Once they were gone, Long Xuechan patted her high chest.

"Good thing the little rascal didn't come back immediately; he scared me half to death. I need to hurry and prepare." As she spoke, a intoxicating blush rose on Long Xuechan's fair, tender face.

With a sway of her hips, she walked out with a captivating, undulating grace... ...

On that day, a shocking piece of news spread throughout the entirety of Dragon Island. Nie Kong had finally resolved the crisis facing Dragon Island after taking two months and sixty days.

However, in the process, the Dragon Ancestor had suffered a severe depletion of strength. To recover more swiftly, the Dragon Ancestor's soul would completely merge with Dragon Island, and consequently, the Dragon Temple passage would have to be temporarily sealed.

Indeed, after the Dragon King and several Heavenly Spirit Elders joined forces to seal the Dragon Temple passage, almost all members of the Dragon Spirit race felt a surge of life force emanating from the island. The sense of being connected by bloodline to Dragon Island became palpably clearer, as if the Dragon Ancestor resided right beside them.

When this news spread, even those clansmen who felt envy because Nie Kong occupied the hearts of Long Meixian and Long Xuechan began to feel a deep, genuine gratitude towards him. Yet, the true cause of Dragon Island's affliction was known only to Nie Kong, the Dragon King, and the Elders within the entire Dragon Spirit race.

As evening approached, the crowds of people gradually dispersed. The interior of the Dragon Temple became increasingly empty, with only Nie Kong and Long Tiangong remaining.

Gazing upon the statue of the Dragon Ancestor, Long Tiangong was overcome with emotion. Had it not been for Nie Kong’s account today and the message from the Dragon Ancestor, he would never have believed that the Ancestor had been harmed to such an extent by a single Dragon Taming Grass.

After a long silence, Long Tiangong's voice finally broke the stillness of the temple: "Nie Kong, I never imagined the truth was this. If we hadn't chosen you, and instead allowed Zhaojun to enter with that weapon, the matter might have been disastrously mismanaged." Neither Nie Kong nor the Dragon Ancestor had divulged the full details of what transpired within the Dragon Orb Space; they tacitly avoided mentioning the existence of Xiang Xiang, Qing Yue, and Tai Yan as well.

However, based on Nie Kong's brief narration and the three thousand sixty intersecting side paths within the passage, Long Tiangong already understood that the Dragon Taming Grass, having achieved sentience, was something Long Zhaojun alone could absolutely not resolve, and moreover, under the interference of the grass, she likely wouldn't even have been able to locate the Dragon Orb. Nie Kong chuckled, "The matter has been perfectly resolved.

Uncle, there's no need to dwell on it excessively." "Indeed!" Long Tiangong nodded slightly, then lapsed back into silence for a while before looking earnestly at Nie Kong. "Nie Kong, although the Dragon Ancestor has already rewarded you, you remain a great benefactor to our Dragon Spirit race.

In the future, should you encounter any difficulties, do not hesitate to ask. If it is within my capability, I will certainly exert my utmost effort." Nie Kong had come to Dragon Island precisely for this promise from Long Tiangong.

However, Nie Kong's gains within the Dragon Temple passage—such as the Dragon Ancestor's divine power, and that Dragon Taming Grass itself—were already sufficient to satisfy him. Even without Long Tiangong’s pledge, Nie Kong would not have been overly concerned.

Naturally, Long Tiangong's goodwill was a pleasing bonus, one Nie Kong would not refuse. Nie Kong smiled.

"Then I thank you deeply, Uncle. In a few days, I will be leaving Dragon Island.

Perhaps it won't be long before I trouble you." Long Tiangong looked slightly surprised: "You are leaving so soon?" Nie Kong nodded. "That's right.

I have a matter of vital importance that I must attend to. I have already been delayed for quite some time by this trip to Dragon Island." As he said this, Nie Kong felt a touch of helplessness; absorbing the Dragon Ancestor's divine power had unexpectedly consumed nearly two months, though the harvest was immense.

Long Tiangong frowned slightly: "A matter of extreme importance? Do you require assistance?" "That won't be necessary." Nie Kong smiled and shook his head.

The task he needed to perform required the utmost secrecy; if the Dragon Spirit race became involved, any exposure could lead to unforeseen complications. Long Tiangong did not press further.

With a hint of regret, he said, "Since that is the case, I will not insist on keeping you. Spend some good time with the two sisters before you depart." After a slight pause, Long Tiangong added casually, "Nie Kong, I hear your relationship with Meixian isn't entirely harmonious?" Nie Kong’s heart gave a small leap, and he replied with a strained laugh, "How could that be?

But it’s normal for couples to occasionally bicker, right? Lovers’ quarrels end in bed." This was the only way Nie Kong could respond to Long Tiangong; if he revealed the true state of affairs between himself and Long Meixian, wouldn't the gentle Dragon King instantly transform into a furious dragon?

"Lovers’ quarrels end in bed... Hmm, that does hold a certain logic." Long Tiangong nodded slightly, then chuckled as he noticed Nie Kong’s strange expression.

"Nie Kong, you don't need to put on that look. Surely you haven't refrained from speculating about the relationship between Meixian, Xuechan, and myself?

In the future, you need not guess any longer—they are both my daughters." "You are... father and daughter?" Even though he had suspected such a thing, hearing Long Tiangong admit it personally made Nie Kong feel somewhat dizzy.

"Yes, father and daughter!" Long Tiangong stated firmly, his gaze seeming to drift into the distance at that moment. "..." ...RO