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Holding a jug of wine, Luo Shaoyan sat on a chair outside, watching Zhu Minglang, who sat alone on the spacious lawn, laughing inexplicably to himself.

As the cold wind blew, Luo Shaoyan took a sip of wine and sighed softly, “It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have taken him to play something so thrilling.”

On the lawn, Zhu Minglang once again channeled spiritual energy and earnestly admonished the azure Glow Spirit in his palm, “You don’t need to give anything more to me; this is for nurturing you. Be good, you need to grow now.”

The Glow Spirit’s big eyes gazed at Zhu Minglang. In the end, it shook its fluffy body as though it wanted to give Zhu Minglang all the good things it was hiding.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head.

The Little Glow Spirit was still too young; there were some difficulties in communication.

After many persistent efforts, Zhu Minglang finally made the Little Glow Spirit understand that it didn’t need to give to others and should absorb for itself.

Only then did the Little Glow Spirit start to absorb the spiritual energy from its fluff into its body.

There were immediate noticeable changes in the Little Glow Spirit, its whole body illuminated more brightly, as if it were a beautifully crafted lantern that had lured all the fireflies in the forest to its core, their special luminescence swirling around the lantern.

“It can absorb??” Zhu Minglang exclaimed in surprise.

As spiritual energy poured into the Smile Bright Spirit’s body, the Little Glow Spirit seemed sturdier, and its fluff had grown longer.

Its life aura became more vigorous, and one could even feel its weight had changed.

So it could also absorb spiritual energy!

This little sprite was indeed too friendly.

It could absorb the energy itself but chose to store it in its fluff and then gift these precious energies to the first person it opened its eyes to see.

“Bubu~”

The sound of the Little Glow Spirit was adorable, as if it were asking for a kiss from its master.

Zhu Minglang gave it a big kiss and then noticed the Little Glow Spirit was getting sleepy, its large eyes drooping from time to time.

It must have been tired from the previous few instances of giving.

Zhu Minglang held it in his arms, feeling like he was hugging a fluffy pillow.

The kind and selfless Little Glow Spirit fell into a deep sleep, and Zhu Minglang showed a satisfied smile.

This trip had not been in vain.

He had obtained such an extremely special Juvenile Spirit.

With proper nurturing, if it could fully utilize its innate talents, whether or not it transformed into a dragon was secondary. After all, a mobile Spirit Well like this could already bring immense help to himself and his other dragon companions!

After standing outside for a long time, the dragon gambling inside was incredibly intense.

Zhu Minglang had intended to take a look at the Thunder Dragon Egg.

After all, the Thunder Dragon Egg was the main event of this dragon gambling.

However, Zhu Minglang had missed the follow-up on the Thunder Dragon Egg as he was immersed in the spiritual energy gifts from the Little Glow Spirit.

It seemed it was not meant to be.

Zhu Minglang was not concerned, feeling that if the Little Glow Spirit was properly nurtured, it might not be inferior to the Thunder Young Dragon.

Strong-blooded young dragons were not absent, just relatively rare.

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But such Little Spirit Well Sprites were really extremely rare, Zhu Minglang had never heard anyone mention them before!

Mr. Jinli was right, one must not overlook the potential of any small creature.

Powerful beings are fewer in number, while there are billions of small creatures in the world. Some are born with truly special talents. Nurturing those abilities gradually, they could even surpass those creatures born as dragons!

“I’m done for!!”

“I don’t want to live, don’t try to stop me, any of you!!!”

“What a load of crap, Master. Your eyesight is only fit for checking horses and cows in the pasture!!”

Within the palace, a cry of sorrow rose.

Young Master Han, dressed in silk, burst out, screaming hoarsely while kicking the black-and-white-haired Dragon Master at his side.

Zhu Minglang and Luo Shaoyan returned from outside and saw this scene.

What’s going on?

Has Young Han Gong succumbed to encephalitis?

“The highest tower, where is Man City’s highest tower? I’m going there now to drink wine and admire the moon. This petty cash, I don’t care about it. It’s just 1.7 million gold. 1.7 million gold, I… I’m done for!!!” Han Su continued to wail outside the palace.

“Young Master Han, please restrain your grief,” said the Queen of Xia Yu Country.

“You… you must be cheating, what Thunder Dragon Egg, it’s just a Wild Jiao egg. You Xia Yu Dragon Palace are just swindling us. Return my money, as for this worthless Wild Jiao, take it back yourselves to soak in liquor!” Han Su said furiously.

By his side was a Wild Jiao, as small as a bamboo snake, yet kicked away by an angry and ashamed Han Su.

The Queen of Xia Yu Country’s quick reflexes caught the Little Wild Jiao, otherwise such a small creature would surely have been seriously injured.

“In dragon betting, there is always a risk. Young Master Han knew it well, so why make a scene here now? Bring someone to see the guest out!” the Queen of Xia Yu said with a chilling face.

A few black-clad guards appeared immediately and dragged Young Master Han out.

Han Su was utterly devastated. Dragged away, he looked no different from a decrepit old hound, a stark transformation from the elegant and spirited Han Su of not long ago. The dramatic change of scene caused Zhu Minglang to momentarily forget to cheer.

“Mr. Zhu, you see I wasn’t wrong, this Little Glow Spirit really can bring good fortune to people,” said the Queen of Xia Yu, immediately switching to a spring-breeze-like smile and addressing Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang, holding the Little Glow Spirit, nodded in agreement without denial.

It seemed that the main attraction of the night, the Thunder Dragon Egg, turned out to be a Wild Jiao.

Young Master Han fought tooth and nail, spending 1.7 million gold, only to end up with a Wild Jiao that couldn’t even compare to a True Dragon…

The Queen had a sense of humor.

Her so-called good fortune meant that because of the Little Glow Spirit, Zhu Minglang had avoided the disaster of the Thunder Dragon Egg and didn’t even spend a coin on the bids.

Compared to Han Su, Zhu Minglang’s loss was truly minimal.

Of course, to others it seemed Zhu Minglang had lost out, but he knew well that he wouldn’t trade the Little Glow Spirit even for a true Thunder Young Dragon.

With someone’s collapse, there’s another’s joy.

As the Thunder Dragon Egg, the star of the event, disappointed everyone and left them apprehensive, there were still some successful dragon bets, where people won high-lineage Young Dragons valued at over two million gold, with only tens of thousands of gold spent in following the bids because not many had faith in that Dragon Egg…

With that, Zhu Minglang felt more convinced that Dragon recognizing techniques were more an art of mysticism.

In future dragon bets, he definitely had to bring Miss Star Painting along; he might make a fortune!

“Queen of Xiayu, I, Zhu Minglang, do not take unearned rewards. Please pass these one hundred thousand gold to the little maid beside you as a token of my sincere gratitude. I really like this Little Glow Spirit,” said Zhu Minglang.