Chapter 1456: Ghosts, Demons, and Monsters "Hey, what's with you?" Lu Yun was already in a panic, while the timid dragon was lost in his own self-satisfied fantasies. Lu Yun was so annoyed he wanted to make the dragon appear and personally grab a few scales off him to vent his frustration. "Honestly, last night the Dragon Lord had a fierce battle with the Demon Sovereign and is now quite weak. Can't you just let me recover a bit before I have to face the Demon Sovereign again? Otherwise, when the Demon Sovereign wakes up and finds you in trouble, the Dragon Lord will be still half-asleep and unable to lend a hand. Then, if anything happens to you, don't come crying to me and say, 'I didn't have time!' Last night, to save Lu Yun, the timid dragon fought the Demon Sovereign fiercely and expended a great deal of energy. If it weren't for the fear that last night's events might have been too overwhelming for Lu Yun, he'd have been completely unwilling to show up and waste time talking to him now. "Once I've answered all my questions, I'll make sure you get some rest." "Lu Yun's words remained firm, yet just now, from Wusuo Long's speech, he learned that the so-called Magistrate Emperor was undoubtedly being suppressed by Wusuo Long and would likely not appear again in his dreams for some time. Wusuo Long seemed somewhat overwhelmed by Lu Yun's persistent inquiries, pausing briefly before responding, "This is exactly what you said. The Magistrate Emperor and I both reside within your body simultaneously. As for the ancient-dressed figure you mentioned, it certainly wasn't conjured by the Magistrate Emperor—keep that in mind, young one. Perhaps there are others in reality who may pose a threat to you. The Magistrate Emperor likely used that ancient-dressed figure as a means to transmit the Crimson Enigma Blade to you, precisely to suppress me and ultimately claim full control over your body. That's all I can share with you now. Long, I'm off—make for the shadows and go to sleep." Lu Yun listened half-heartedly and called out to the awkward dragon a few times, only to find that the creature didn’t respond for a long time. Lu Yun muttered under his breath: Damn four-legged serpent! It’s not even willing to teach me a single thing—when will I ever grow strong enough to compete with you, the oddities? Just as he finished his complaint and was about to settle down for a good sleep, the awkward dragon suddenly spoke up, speaking with the utmost reserve: "By the way, young man, if you want the dragon to recover quickly, you’d better get yourself some beautiful girls and treat them well..." "Get out!" Lu Yun retorted immediately. "He who doesn’t listen to the handsome dragon suffers the consequences." The awkward dragon said this with complete indifference before drifting back into sleep. Taking a deep, long breath, Lu Yun lifted the blanket from over his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and found his heart in a tumult—completely unsettled. The immortal lord—having a dragon within his body was one thing, but now he also had a demon lord! Monsters and spirits! The Worthy Dragon is considered a mythical creature in the eyes of ordinary people. Now, there's an additional immortal sovereign residing within his body—Immortal Sovereign, Immortal Sovereign. The very name suggests he's an immortal. What a strange twist! Four beings—spirits, demons, and monsters—have all taken up residence inside him. The first two, in fact, are already embedded within his very essence. Honestly, if this sequence continues, shouldn't the next one be a ghost? Is it really possible that, with such a robust, masculine body, he'll end up being haunted by ghosts? Four such supernatural entities—spirits, demons, monsters—yet no deity or immortal has ever manifested within him. They always speak of bad luck, bad luck—what a colossal misfortune this truly is! Lu Yun calmed down and slowly reflected on all that had happened. The appearance of the ancient-dressed figure first occurred after Xinlan sister had given her that unnamed martial arts manual, and upon beginning to practice it, she had dreamt of the figure teaching her the techniques. Could it be that Xinlan sister was secretly targeting her? This thought flashed through her mind only briefly before she dismissed it. Xinlan had always been exceptionally kind to her, even revealing her true self to Lu Yun. If Xinlan had deliberately encouraged her to study the unnamed manual with the intention of harming her, Lu Yun simply could not accept such a development—she would never acknowledge it in her heart. Yet, before beginning to practice the unnamed manual, her dreams had always been ordinary—filled with pleasant images or at most, troubling nightmares. There had never been any strange occurrence of an ancient-dressed figure appearing in her dreams to teach her martial arts. Even more so, there had never been any pressure from her to accept a challenge involving a blade. Lu Yun didn't think Iron Xinlan had any intention of harming him by giving him that martial arts manual. In a moment's thought, his attention shifted to the rather unimpressive dragon—this four-legged serpent was always full of grandiose claims, with nine out of every ten statements half-true or entirely false. It was possible, indeed, that he was merely exaggerating, deliberately trying to intimidate Lu Yun. At this realization, Lu Yun finally exhaled in relief. If it truly were Iron Xinlan who intended to undermine him, he simply didn't know how to face her. Their past interactions had left an indelible impression on him. Should it truly be Iron Xinlan who sought to harm him, Lu Yun would have no words to offer. At least, in Lu Yun's heart, Iron Xinlan's position was unparalleled—no girl who admired him could ever hold a place equal to hers. All the things that had happened lately had left Lu Yun physically and mentally drained. Glancing at Lei, who was now dozing off, Lu Yun quietly rose and went to the door of the dormitory. He peeked out into the campus, noting that the area was deserted. Then, he slipped out of the dorm and rushed toward the stadium. Racing forward with urgency, he was silently muttering to himself: Man, if I really run into a fox spirit, I wonder whether my golden staff will prove superior to your fox lair—how about it, then? Once we face off, I’m certain I’ll reduce your entire fox lair to rubble. But neither the humble dragon nor that so-called immortal lord has been able to shake me. When it comes to a blood-sucking fox spirit, Land Yun is confident that with his own strength, he’ll easily subdue her and make her bow to his will. This odd thought entirely springs from his own imagination—driven completely by the relentless pressure from the humble dragon and the immortal lord. Without a proper release of the long-simmering emotions pressing within him, Land Yun truly fears he might collapse under the strain. Facing all these events, for a teenager of just about his age, Land Yun is truly exceptional—anyone else would have broken down long ago.