Gao Peng let out a smile as wide as the Cheshire Cat. “The opportunity will come.”


  Flowing Light was on the dragon’s back slicing meat when it sneezed. With a slip of its blade, the piece of meat in its hand that was supposed to be 5kg suddenly became 8kg.

  Dressed in beach shorts and carrying a plastic washbasin, Uncle Liu beamed. “How nice of you, lil Flowing Light. Uncle Liu will buy you something good to eat later so that you’ll grow big and tall.”


  After establishing the Blood Contract, the white book floating behind Gao Peng as they left the underground basement.

  “You’re a white covered book, so let’s call you White Paper then.” Gao Peng gave the Dragon Slaying Chapter a nice name.