Noticing the gaze from below, Ji Yuan controlled the Frost Serpent with his heart thought to lower its head, and he also glanced down.
"Greetings, Elder... Elder Qiu!"
Hu Li looked at the menacing Jiao Dragon Head, and felt the heavy pressure. He couldn't resist at all and had to bow deeply, kneeling in great reverence.
"Alright, rise."
With those words, Ji Yuan drove Monday around the entire Profound Crystal Mountain.
The mountain wind blew past the Frost Serpent, carrying a chill.
Ji Yuan finally experienced the feeling he had longed for—riding a dragon.
But it was not enough. He wanted to be the center of attention, to descend from the sky riding a dragon, as he did in Peony City when cultivators gathered, with his feet stepping on the Frost Serpent as he made his entrance.
That would be a spectacular scene... Well, he was not Second Senior Brother Yun Qianzai; caution was still needed.
Can't just focus on showing off.
