Chapter 144: Lord Dragon, Hold On—I Will Definitely Return
Black Flower watched the little dwarf dragon writhe in agony across the floor and, frantic with worry, hurried forward.
“What’s wrong, Lord Dragon?” it asked anxiously.
Carefully, Black Flower touched the little dwarf dragon with one of its green leaves, only to draw a sharp breath. The dragon’s body was scorching hot, like a block of iron fresh from the forge, and even the air seemed to ripple beneath the searing heat.
“Hot, hot, hot—”
It hastily pulled back its leaf, which already bore a charred black mark.
“Waaah! Lord Dragon, you have to hold on!”
Black Flower’s cries pierced the kitchen. Its tears fell like pearls from a broken string, one after another, soaking the floor beneath its feet.
Lord Dragon was its only father in this world. It absolutely could not let anything happen to him!
“Stop wailing! I’m in terrible pain!”
The little dwarf dragon’s temper exploded. It rolled across the floor, and every impact only worsened its agony.
By misfortune, one of its tails swept outward and sent Black Flower flying.
Black Flower traced an arc through the air, its green leaves whipping wildly in the wind.
“Hold on, Lord Dragon! I’ll definitely come back!”
Boom—
Just then, Jiang Yan appeared in the kitchen like a storm sweeping across the wilderness.
The moment he arrived, he saw Black Flower crawling across the floor toward the little dwarf dragon, sobbing, “Lord Dragon!”
The little dwarf dragon grew even more irritated. “Stop crying! You’re making too much noise!”
Seeing the little dragon rolling in agony, Jiang Yan cried out in alarm, “Little Dragon!”
He swiftly condensed a clear column of water in his palm and sent it surging toward the little dragon.
The water struck the dragon’s scales and instantly turned into billowing white steam. Yet the little dragon’s pain was only somewhat relieved; it continued to let out groans of agony.
“Jiang Yan, it hurts…”
The little dragon’s voice was so faint it was almost inaudible, like a wisp of smoke about to vanish.
As soon as the words left its mouth, the little dragon passed out while calling for Jiang Yan.
“Little Dragon! Little Dragon!”
Jiang Yan quickly tossed the communication jade tablet to Black Flower.
“Mo Mo, contact Master and the senior brothers and sisters at once.”
He knew that the little dragon urgently needed to be cooled down. Otherwise, it might suffer irreversible damage—or even face death.
Jiang Yan guessed that the dragon horn inside the little dragon contained far too much energy. Its young body could not withstand such a tremendous surge, causing its temperature to rise violently.
With an inward sigh, Jiang Yan thought helplessly, This reckless child ought to have learned its lesson this time…
If only he could use ice to cool it down. Unfortunately, he had no ice spirit root.
With no other choice, he could only continue pouring the stream of water over the little dragon.
The moment Black Flower received the communication jade tablet, it immediately contacted Lin Qi.
“Waaah! Master Jiang Yan, Lord Dragon is dying! Please come and save him…”
Sobbing desperately, it hurriedly conveyed the little dragon’s condition to Lin Qi.
The instant Lin Qi heard, he set out and rushed toward Jiang Yan’s manor at full speed.
“Little one, hang on. I’ll be there soon.”
After ending the call with Lin Qi, Black Flower quickly contacted Ji Chuxue, Xie Lingzhou, and Wen Yue as well.
It described the little dragon’s condition as extraordinarily grave, every word thick with sobs, leaving all who heard it frantic with worry.
Ji Chuxue and the others hurried toward the manor at once.
Had the little dragon been in its right mind, it might even have thanked Black Flower for announcing everywhere that it was dying…
When Lin Qi and the others arrived at the manor, they discovered Long Kui sprawled outside the villa.
He tilted his head and muttered, “Hmph. Did you really think my great-grandfather’s dragon horn would be that easy to absorb?”