Qi Xiu's eyes flickered as he noticed the ancient dragon scale, a gift from Elder Shui, begin to react in this strange new domain. The earlier pulsation of the ancient dragon scale, coupled with the appearance of this white-haired old man, seemed like a signal. A signal intended to lead him to this place outside his home realm. And the source of it all was the True Dragon slumbering within the massive peach tree, its claws tightly gripping a mysterious stone book.
After a moment of deliberation, Qi Xiu's gaze swept over the white-haired old man several times. This white-haired old man's tone doesn't sound like he's lying, Qi Xiu mused. Since this place has such a profound connection to the ancient dragon scale, I might as well stay and see what happens.
It's just that with my sudden disappearance, I wonder if any trouble will arise back at Spirit Rice Valley.
