"Thud!" Du Yu fell to the ground.
Right in front of him was Master Qing's long skirt spread out on the ground, along with numerous illusory Dragon Carp swimming around.
Du Yu felt suffocated, only then realizing how dense the Demon Breath around Master Qing was.
Could it be...
Du Yu was initially delighted, then he thought to himself, "Oh no."
The Rotten Wood Dragon Fish must be in the process of advancing!
I've really made a big mistake!
Disturbing Master Qing's meditation at such a critical time, maybe I deserve a smack?
Supporting himself with his hands on the ground, he looked up at the seated woman: "Master Qing, the Rotten Wood Dragon Fish it..."
"Hmm." Yang Qingqing nodded slightly, clearly understanding what her disciple was about to ask.
Du Yu quickly got up, whispering, "I'll leave now."
"Stay."
"Huh?"
Yang Qingqing gave Du Yu a playful glance: "It might transform into a Dragon Saint at any moment. Since you're here, stay and witness this moment with me."
