Chapter 460 Red Dragon: Ah? Me?

"Xi-geer, see you later!"

"Great Master, why don't you eat before leaving?"

"Brother Xu, I'll be waiting!"

After sending out the invitations.

Xu Xi left the outskirts of Yanshan City.

The summer air, refracted by sunlight, twisted like ripples, appearing as visible interwoven surges.

Xu Xi prepared to head to the capital to send invitations to important mentors.

But he didn't use spatial power.

Teleporting to the capital in one step.

Instead, in a slightly slower manner, he flew through the upgraded Earth's sky, observing the constantly changing landscapes due to the rise of Earth's status.

"I remember, this place used to be called… the Bermuda Triangle?"

"When I was young, there were often various legends describing how this sea area would swallow all passing planes and cruise ships."

"Whether it was true or false before is hard to say."

"But now, it is indeed a dangerous Forbidden Land."

Storms howled.

Dark clouds gathered.

Xu Xi slowed his flight speed, pausing briefly above a stretch of sea.

He saw many huge shadows wandering beneath the boundless sea surface, including various ancient Spirit Monsters from myths, vast and mysterious.

Xu Xi nodded slightly.

These supernatural beasts were already very strong.

Abundant blood qi, surging demon power, even qualified to enter the pond of his own Courtyard.

Of course, only to live as the lowest level.

"Let's look more."

"During this time, Earth's changes have become even greater."

Xu Xi continued to fly, looking down from above. He saw millions of sea fish competing in the currents and human Transcendents forming groups to fish.

The Psychic Great Wall, majestic as a mountain range.

Pyramids with peaks holding up the scorching sun.

Flood dragons and harpies fighting for nesting spots in the wild.

New types of Sword-spirit fighters with activated metal, like real life.

Ancient, Xianxia, fantasy, sci-fi…

Various elements, various systems.

Like densely gathered flower buds, blooming before Xu Xi, colorful and eye-catching.

To be honest.

If he hadn't experienced everything personally.

It would be hard for Xu Xi to associate the current Earth with its former appearance.

"I've seen what I should see. Next, I'll go to my teacher's side."

Xu Xi withdrew his gaze.

The great power of blurring space-time blurred the surrounding mountains and oceans, making them fuzzy and rapidly changing at the boundary of void and reality.

Finally.

The scene in front of him froze at the bustling Huaxia Capital.

Pavilions with upturned eaves, alloy skyscrapers, Spiritual Qi flying boats, magic warships.

Items from many different systems coexisted in the largest metropolis of Earth's humans. Xu Xi scanned the area and stepped toward the Bureau of Supernatural Administration.

"Teacher, compared to the last time I saw you, your cultivation has become more profound."

Xu Xi smiled.

His figure stepped into another layer of the Void Realm.

Easily entering the barrier set up by Li Wanshou.

Inside the barrier, the old man was holding the withered vine sword, stepping on green bamboo leaves, and slashing out heaven-covering Sword Qi with his thin body.

The wind grew sharper.

His figure became more illusory.

The wind swept up bamboo leaves, and the bamboo leaves surrounded the old man.

One breath in, one breath out, the old man stopped his sword moves and stroked his white beard with his back to Xu Xi.

"What profound cultivation?"

"It's nothing more than diligently practicing the sword, diligently cultivating, diligently meditating, and diligently observing the Dao."

The old man's tone was flat.

The strong wind made his sleeves billow and rattle.

Looking from behind, his temperament was magnificent and lofty, like a realized cultivator who had seen through the Mortal World.

As he spoke.

Li Wanshou turned to look at Xu Xi. His face seemed calm, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Disciple, do you understand your master's teachings?"

Xu Xi cooperated and replied: "This Disciple will keep it in mind."

Then, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Tell me, you troublesome Disciple, what trouble do you have for your master today?"

Li Wanshou waved his hand, signaling Xu Xi to sit down.

With his withered fingers, he took out a tin of dragon blood spiritual tea, extracted the essence with Immortal power, and made hot tea with spiritual water.

The teacup shook slightly.

Steam filled the air.

Li Wanshou waved his sleeve, and a cup of spiritual tea was automatically pushed in front of Xu Xi.

"I naturally missed you."

Xu Xi raised the cup and drank the tea.

The tea entered his mouth, light at first then sweet, the flavor echoing between his teeth and tongue.

After putting down the empty cup, Xu Xi found that Li Wanshou, sitting opposite him, was squinting his eyes and saying nothing.

"Disciple."

"Saying these words, let alone whether your master believes it, can you believe it yourself?"

The old man's voice was low and eerie.

"Cough, cough, this Disciple naturally believes it." Xu Xi decided to be open and honest, taking out a special invitation from his robe and handing it with both hands to the suspicious Li Wanshou.

"This, this is?!"

"Teacher, please accept it."

With a bright red exterior and black-on-gold lettering inside, the invitation was handed, closed, to the flustered and pleasantly surprised old man.

He seemed to have guessed something.

He wanted to reach out and take it.

But his hands, at the Immortal Realm, were as weak as a mortal old man's, failing to grasp it several times.

Finally, Xu Xi used a gentle force to guide the old man's wrist, allowing him to truly grasp the red invitation.

"Teacher."

Xu Xi spoke.

"May I invite you to attend your lowly, troublesome Disciple's wedding?"

The expression on Li Wanshou's face changed several times.

First dazed, then stunned, then pleasantly surprised, then excited and agitated, and finally, it all turned into a simple smile.

"Rebellious Disciple."

"If I don't go, how can your master be at ease?"

A smile played on the old man's lips.

That smile grew more brilliant, making his withered features soften, like cracked dry land meeting sweet rain.

He spoke.

Educating him.

Telling Xu Xi what he should pay attention to.

Although the old man himself had never been married, he still stumbled through conveying his "life experience" to Xu Xi.

Xu Xi sat quietly, listening to everything the old man said.

The curve of his mouth rose slightly.

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Two hours passed.

After saying goodbye to Li Wanshou, Xu Xi did not leave the capital immediately.

He stood in the air, looking down at the earth, his gaze piercing through layers of buildings and thick rock to reach the Red Dragon Treasure Palace deep underground.

"Teacher's invitation has been sent."

"As for Xiao Hong… if there's no merit, there's at least hard work. I'll send one to him too."

Feeling the Red Dragon's hard work.

Over the years, his active and proactive voluntary blood donations had made the dragon blood grass in the Courtyard grow more lush year by year.

Xu Xi thought about it and decided to send an invitation to the Red Dragon.

After all, judging by the time they'd known each other, the Red Dragon was also an old friend.

However.

When Xu Xi's figure appeared in the Treasure Palace and he stated his intention, the massive Red Dragon was petrified on the spot, unable to make a sound for a long time.

The crimson-gold dragon pupils were full of confusion.

Facing the invitation Xu Xi handed out, he was even more cautious and shrinking back. Not only did he not take it, but he also took a step back.

"Lord Dragon Speaker, you aren't… joking, are you?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

"…A little."

Looking at the Red Dragon's hesitant and cowering appearance.

Xu Xi sighed.

He was such a friendly person, yet he was always misunderstood by the Dragon Clan, even his goodwill being treated as a trap.