Just as Shu Yue was about to answer, she heard that cold voice from ahead ring out again, "Don't leave this room without my permission."
It was an overbearing and unassailable order. Although Shu Yue refused to yield to the oppressive feeling this man brought her, somehow he also gave her a strong sense of security.
Wait a minute. How could she have such a thought? It was really inappropriate.
However, the words she wanted to say were cut off by the door that Long Mo closed with a wave of his sleeve. She could only stay alone in this huge and stuffy palace for the time being.
Moreover, this feeling was vaguely like being imprisoned...
As Long Mo approached the main hall, he saw a magnificent figure standing with hands behind the back beside the crystal stone pillar. Just like in the old days, this figure was still so haughty and unrivaled.
Although there was a chill lingering around this person from time to time, Long Mo seemed even colder. His delicate and feminine eyebrows carried an imposing aura that commanded respect without anger.
"Long time no see," he was the first to break the silence in the main hall. The figure slowly turned around at the sound.
The moment he turned around, it was truly a stunning sight. Wearing a red robe that accentuated his heroic bearing, with enchanting eyebrows and a noble temperament, he was enough to captivate people's souls and make them fall head over heels.
The one who could display the word "seductive" so vividly was none other than the Snake Lord, Yan Yijue.
"Lord Dragon King, it's been a long time. How have you been recently?" Yan Yijue's charming red eyes scanned Long Mo from head to toe. There was both admiration and envy in his eyes.
Although they were equally good-looking in terms of appearance, in terms of status and magical power, he was no match for Long Mo's innate noble status and extraordinary talent.
The reason he could dominate both the demon and monster realms now was simply because of his cruelty and cold - bloodedness, which made the two realms fear him. Coupled with the evil spells he had practiced over the years to enhance his magical power, he could finally make the two realms completely submit.
He had always been jealous of Long Mo.
"I wonder what brings the Snake Lord here today?" Long Mo just gave him a cold and disdainful glance. He found this false greeting ridiculous, and there was always a sneer on his lips.
"Long Mo, we're old friends after all. Why be so distant and make things awkward for both of us?"
"Heh, old friends?" Long Mo showed a sarcastic smile and casually shifted his gaze to Yan Yijue, but his eyes were as sharp as knives. "The so - called old friends in the Snake Lord's mind are those who would do anything, including framing their friends, for power and status?"
When it came to the feud between him and Yan Yijue, the anger in Long Mo's heart was already rising. The past decline and strife of the Dragon Clan, all those complicated things, rushed back into his memory.
This broken memory had already been engraved deep in his bones. It was an indelible and unforgettable scar in his life.
"You're overstating it. I was just forced by the situation and had no choice," Yan Yijue still sounded righteous and showed no remorse for the mistakes he had made in the past.
Long Mo was used to his insidious and rascally nature and didn't want to say another word to him. "Yan Yijue, I don't want to mention the past feud. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave. The Dragon Palace doesn't welcome you."
Despite such cold and decisive words, Yan Yijue remained calm. He just got closer to Long Mo, still wearing a gentle smile with every step.
Even though his smile seemed gentle, there was always a kind of eerie coldness in it.
The two of them faced each other, and their auras were equally strong. It was a battle between two kings.
One was a silver - haired man in a red robe, charming and cold; the other was delicate and feminine, as cold as ice.
"Long Mo, I'm here today to cooperate with you. I hope you can put aside the past grievances for the time being and join hands with me to fight our common enemy."
Long Mo frowned slightly, not understanding what this man was up to. "Cooperate with you? Forget it."
Cooperating with Yan Yijue was like digging a pit for himself. He seemed so upright on the surface but actually played dirty tricks behind others' backs.
"Lord Dragon King, there's no need to be so decisive. Because we have a common enemy and a common goal."
"Speak clearly."
"Our common enemy is the people from the Immortal Realm, specifically, the venerable elder who controls the Immortal Realm - Xuan Dao."
"The Immortal Realm has never had any contact with the Dragon Clan. Even if there's a conflict, it's between you and him. It has nothing to do with me."
When it came to Xuan Dao, the ancient tree that had transformed into an immortal, Long Mo was indifferent to him. Although they had never had any contact, the decline of the Dragon Clan was once related to Xuan Dao.
After revitalizing the Dragon Clan, although he harbored resentment in his heart, he only hoped that the Dragon Clan would prosper. As long as there was no contact, it would be fine.
But now that Yan Yijue mentioned him, his originally calm heart began to waver slightly.
"You can't say that. I heard that there's a treasure with that old man. Back then, he fought with the demon and monster realms on the spiritual platform for two days and two nights to protect it."
"So what if there's a treasure? What does it have to do with me?"
Long Mo didn't want to pay attention to him anymore and just ignored his words. But then, a very clear and low voice rang in his ear, perfectly tempting him.
"This treasure is the best thing to help you transform. As long as you get this treasure, it will only take a moment for you to transform into a real dragon."
As he expected, he had hit Long Mo's Achilles' heel. With a smug smile, he watched as Long Mo finally showed interest.
Yes, the only thing on Long Mo's mind was to transform into a real dragon. Since he was born as a flood dragon, his only hope was to transform into a real dragon and rule the four seas.
"What treasure?"
Yan Yijue finally succeeded in tempting Long Mo. His eyes darkened, and a flicker of fluorescence flashed by when Long Mo wasn't paying attention. He uttered three words in a sexy voice that was enough to entice people's hearts: "Jade Spirit Stone."
He squinted his eyes slightly and saw Long Mo frowning and thinking for a while. There seemed to be hesitation in his eyes. He immediately took advantage of the situation. "As long as we join hands to defeat Xuan Dao, we can get this Jade Spirit Stone. By then, you can transform into a dragon, possess the divine imperial power, and rule the four seas and all directions. I can dominate the world and be the only king. Isn't it a win - win situation where we can both get what we want?"
Then, his long and pale hands slowly landed on Long Mo's shoulders. Leaning in closer, with a slight curve of his lips, he got very close to Long Mo's ear and whispered softly,
"Long Mo, as long as we join hands, we'll be invincible. Victory can only belong to us. What are you waiting for..."
"Yan Yijue, how can I trust you again?" Long Mo took a step back and always remained vigilant towards Yan Yijue.
Although he admitted that he was already tempted by this treasure and had secretly agreed to join hands with Yan Yijue in his heart.
However, the past events had made him lose trust in Yan Yijue. He was afraid that if he was careless, he would make a big mistake again.
"I know you still have a grudge about that incident," Yan Yijue said calmly. As if suddenly thinking of something, he said without any change in his expression, "If you don't believe me, I'll drip my blood to prove my sincerity. How about that?"