Chapter 1136: Don't get angry, big brother. The legendary dragon, whose magic is divine, why did he only save me, while watching Lu Feng's father and the others die senseless?!" "What's really going on?" Lu Yun pressed, clearly concerned—this matter was important to him, and his anxiety was evident. "I've told you all I can," the boisterous dragon replied lazily, as though he had already regained his composure. "Why?" Lu Yun asked again. "Because you're too young to handle all this," the dragon said, as always, with a relaxed tone. "So you've been living inside me for over ten years, then?" Lu Yun flashed a sly look. "Yes. If it weren't for me, you'd have been dead long ago. How could you possibly have managed to leap across the sky like a great bird, making countless women scream with excitement, right now?" "Pishi Long seemed quite pleased, as if he were truly deserving of the praise. 'You've saved me, so why not save Lu Feng's parents as well?' Lu Yun frowned, though his heart ached. He had said this many times before—he didn't resent Lu Feng's parents for having bought him back. What he truly resented was his own biological parents who had sold him. Though his bond with Lu Feng's parents wasn't particularly deep, they had supported him for several years. Otherwise, he would have long since been sold off to some distant alley or courtyard. 'Did you really think I wanted to squeeze myself into your body? Not to mention the magic emperor...' Pishi Long suddenly realized he had spoken too much and quickly shut up. 'The magic emperor?' Lu Yun murmured, puzzled, and asked, 'Who is the magic emperor?' 'Call him whatever you like. The more you know, the less it benefits you,' Pishi Long replied casually. 'Anyway, I've said all this, and it's taken a lot of energy. I'll go rest now.' "Man, Lu Yun's brain is completely blown. It was one thing to have a dragon living inside him, but now there's also a demon lord showing up? Seriously, what's going on in this world? Is it really true—like on TV and in novels—that spirits, demons, and gods are real?" Lu Yun interjected. The lazy dragon yawned lazily, responding, "What's up, boss?" By now, the dragon had already adjusted his tone—though still a bit clumsy, he could clearly sense that Lu Yun wasn't someone easy to brush off. His tone remained relaxed, yet full of alertness. "Are you really that tense about nothing?" Lu Yun smiled proudly, finally gaining the upper hand and making the old man feel tense. With a sly, self-satisfied chuckle, he said, "Brother asked me all those questions, and none of them were answered directly. But at least now I know there's a dragon living inside me, and plenty of powerful rivals outside who want to slay me..." The boisterous dragon couldn't contain his impatience, his voice trembling slightly as he said, "Big brother, what do you want now? I've already told you everything—I don't see why you're making me so uncomfortable." Hearing the dragon's pleading tone, Lu Yun wanted to give him a solid slap right on the head. After all, this dragon had lived for tens of thousands of years—how could he, a mere young dragon, still refer to him as "big brother"? That was simply embarrassing. And what about his noble lineage? Before humans, who were the true masters of the world, he was just as humble as a servant. Contented yet not conceited, Lu Yun chuckled, "I've heard dragons love to collect treasures. Look at me—poor as I am, down to my last pair of underpants. If you can find me anything valuable, let me have a look. The good stuff, you keep for yourself; the less valuable, I'll take and trade for a few coins." The clumsy dragon blinked, stunned: "Brother, I'm a poor dragon—so poor that I can't even afford a pair of underpants. Where would I possibly find any treasures?" "So you're not giving them to me?" Ah, a true dragon—after all these years, treasures hidden within must have their reasons. This was no ordinary demand. If he could only wring out a few tears as valuable as Yang Yanping's, he'd be well on his way to prosperity. With three thousand consorts at his disposal, that would be a dream come true. "Brother, you still have a pair of underpants to wear. As for me, I've nothing left—no underpants, no clothes. Please, spare me!" Pishi Long truly admired Lu Yun. This guy knows he's a dragon—instead of being intimidated, he's even asking for favors from him. Could it be that his initial impression was wrong? Lu Yun looked down his nose at Pishi Long with disdain. If you were wearing pants, how much fabric would you waste! Regardless of what happens in the future, something has to be done right now. He can't just let this guy live inside his body for ten years, producing nothing at all. Clearing his throat, Lu Yun calmly said, "You're a dragon, aren't you? The dragon is our nation's emblem—how could it be so humble, as you've described?" "Master Long is about to cry—he now has no physical form at all. Where can he go to fetch anything for Lu Yun? If Lu Yun is particularly eccentric, Master Long could take him to a place that seems utterly unimaginable to today's humans. That place has gathered treasures over many years—though not in great numbers, each one is of the highest quality. But the real issue is that Lu Yun's frail frame simply can't reach that place. At this moment, Lu Yun's voice rises again: 'Old Long, you've been living inside my body for about ten years, haven't you?' Master Long, resigned, replies: 'Yes, that's correct.' Lu Yun smiles and continues: 'Then, my body is now your home, isn't it?' Master Long agrees: 'Yes.' "Alright, since I'm the landlord, let's settle on how we'll handle the rent for the past ten years. Though you moved in without a word of notice, I've always been generous—so I've just let it slide. But the rent? That absolutely can't be overlooked." At this moment, if Lu Yun could see the look on Pishi Long's face, he'd definitely be green with envy. Rent? For as long as he's been alive, he'd never heard of it. Now, with Lu Yun mentioning it, Long nearly jumped out of his skin—so startled that he almost wet himself. Lu Yun didn't care about this at all. A true dragon, yet he couldn't even bring himself to present a single prized possession—how incredibly frugal! No matter how tight you are, when you run into someone as thrifty as me—someone who can out-strip even Zhou Bapi—well, you'll just be groaning and rolling around on the floor before you know it. "Ten years—long, maybe, but not that long; short, maybe, but not that short. How about this: one thousand yuan per month, twelve thousand per year, and twelve thousand yuan over ten years." Lu Yun sat down seriously on the ground, counting his fingers with great concentration, his focused demeanor resembling that of a young boy just learning to count. As he counted, he murmured to himself, "This is a real loss—only twelve thousand over ten years. It's not even as good as Yan...” At this point, Lu Yun suddenly stopped. Yan Ping was his lifelong rival, and so was the old dragon within him. He was certain the old dragon shared the same sentiment, yet he couldn’t understand why the old dragon had never discovered Yan Ping’s true identity. What exactly was the mysterious race Yan Ping spoke of? However, Lu Yun didn’t have the energy to resolve this issue right now. His immediate priority was to secure some tangible benefits from the old dragon—after all, a true dragon lived within him! "Big brother, this isn’t fair at all! Twelve thousand? Where am I supposed to find twelve thousand for you?" The boisterous dragon sighed with frustration. "If we don’t have money, then give me something valuable. Just as a token of our growing familiarity, I’ll offer you a discount." "Back then, Yanping sister's single tear was worth ten thousand yuan—she wept hundreds of tears in one go. This old dragon has resided inside me for over a decade, yet now refuses even to charge interest, so tight-fisted is he! "Li, so excited he couldn't help but shout, 'Yes, yes! Since I joined, you've become so impressive—having a night of pleasure with a hundred and ten women isn't even a challenge. You've always talked about building a grand harem, haven't you? If your physical prowess isn't up to par, how would you manage? The agony of watching so many beautiful women around you, yet never getting to ride on your back—how much more painful than twelve thousand!' Li still has no idea what 'twelve thousand' means. Though his collection of treasures is solid, it's far from reaching that number. Lu Yun scratched his head. Indeed, his physical abilities surpass those of most men in this region, but that doesn't explain everything. Is it truly a gift of nature, or is it all thanks to the humble dragon within him? Trying to fool his brother with such a clumsy excuse—no way!" Suddenly, Lu Yun remembered Li the lame man from the village. Though the old man had only two teeth left, his bird inside him was incredibly fierce—so fierce that it had left Ma Cuihua completely shaken, to the point where even Ma Cuihua found it hard to believe. As soon as Lu Yun thought about how much fiercer Li's bird was compared to his own, he felt displeased, looking down his nose at Pi Zi Long with contempt: "Stop talking about all this nonsense! My bird is big—does that mean it's because of you?" Pi Zi Long replied with pride: "Of course. As long as I'm inside you, purifying your blood, your bird will grow larger and larger. One day, it might even match mine." Lu Yun furrowed his brows and asked, "How long is your body?" "Usually, it's eight or nine hundred feet..." Land Cloud interrupted, shouting, "Good heavens! My own frame is already lucky to reach just over one meter and eighty—how on earth do you expect me to grow into a creature stretching dozens of feet long? I'm speechless—my celestial bamboo board is literally shaking!" Find novels, search the book title plus "Shu Hai Ge Novel" on Baidu for more excellent, error-free, fully text-first novel releases. All available at | Shu Hai Ge Novel.