“In the Southern Cliffs, there dwells a divine dragon he is physically robust, naturally libertine, fond of beauty, and burdened by heavy desires.”

Having run out of other options, Ji Aqing resolutely set out to seduce one.

Initially, he expected a brush with death and braced himself to be bullied. Instead, he found himself lost in thought, surrounded by the steaming hot springs the dragon had personally excavated, the ground covered in gold sand, and the cavern walls adorned with spirit stones.

The dragon’s alchemical cauldron, used for cooking, was still emitting aromatic steam, and the fragrance of freshly prepared fish soup filled the air.

Even a piece of “top-grade painting paper” a rare treasure that the Thousand Machines Pavilion sold for a fortune had been defaced by the dragon with a large, grinning face. Beside it, written in crooked, clumsy strokes, were the words: “Baby, don’t be angry. I’ll be back soon.”

Rubbing his sore lower back, Ji Aqing wondered: Is it really that hard to seduce a dragon?

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