Chapter 117: Come Be My Dog Mount

Yang Jingting: “Tch, weakling, all talk. I’ve been watching you brag in the group chat these past few days. If you’ve got what it takes, come out and show me. Don’t say there’s no benefit—if you can beat me, I’ll straight up call you dad. Forget being your son, I’ll even be your mount. Don’t say I’m not giving you face. If you’ve got the guts, come out!”

Since arriving in this world, Yang Jingting had never feared anyone. Not only was he a noble Dragonkin, but he also had the Dragon God watching over him. Aside from the souls he had seen with the Dragon God Eye that were as powerful as the Dragon God, those who shared the same status as the Dragon God were mostly old-timers in this world, and they generally paid no mind to conflicts among the younger generation.

Moreover, Amutate had already said that the Spirit King Tree posed no immediate danger and would not attack the Dragonkin. Besides, Feicui, a hybrid of Elf and Dragonkin, was also living there. Elder Amutate had confirmed there was no danger, and on the day of the Blessing, he would even bring Yang Jingting along for a visit. Naturally, Yang Jingting couldn’t miss this opportunity to properly meet the man who had created the Otherworld group chat.

Xiong Er didn’t care what Yang Jingting was thinking. Seeing this guy who had teased her filled her with rage. In her previous life, this guy had never gotten along with her. And just now, in a moment of competitiveness, she had told a little lie. Now that it was confirmed Yang Jingting would come to the Divine Tree, she was in trouble.

Although her name wouldn’t expose her identity, being provoked like this was something Xiong Er couldn’t tolerate.

Chen Dabai: “Damn it, come if you dare! Whoever doesn’t show up is a coward. If I lose, I’ll be your mount too. Don’t you dare run away!”

Right after sending the message in the group chat, Xiong Er immediately switched the Magic Mirror to connect with Xiong Da.

“He Xiaoxiao, you have to help me this time, please.”

Xiong Da was sitting in what used to be Seta’s City Lord’s mansion in Banwang City, which had been mostly repaired. With Lucy in his left arm and the Magic Mirror in his other hand, he lurked in the group chat, wanting to see how Chen Dabai would get beaten to tears. But before long, Xiong Er sent him a message. Not minding Lucy’s presence, Xiong Da replied to Xiong Er.

“What? How am I supposed to help you?”

“Fight for me! You fight on my behalf, and I’ll be your mount!”

“Wow.”

Without saying another word, Xiong Da cut off the connection with Xiong Er. He and Zhai Guangyi had encountered Amutate before and knew there were several Transmigrators among the Dragonkin. He and Xiong Batian had also agreed to Amutate’s plan to come and offer congratulations, so he naturally knew Yang Jingting would be coming too. With Yang Jingting’s Dragonkin body, Xiong Da alone couldn’t win—after all, Transmigrators all had Special Skills, and his Submission wouldn’t work.

Besides, not being able to control other pawns to fight for him wasn’t Xiong Da’s style. This kind of thankless task was something he didn’t want to suffer through. Go replace Chen Dabai and then narrowly lose to become a mount? Xiong Da’s abilities and Skills leaned toward defense, the opposite of Xiong Batian’s pure strength. There was no way he could defeat an all-around Dragonkin, even if he were a few levels higher—unless he could gang up on them.

Seeing how this heartless guy had hung up on her, Xiong Er was completely dumbfounded. As expected, women couldn’t be relied on. Xiong Er could only contact her good buddy in the Demon King City, Zhai Guangyi. Xiong Er was really desperate now.

Zhai Guangyi looked at the messages in the group chat and then at Xiong Er’s repeated connection requests on the communication device. He had already guessed what was going on—this guy was really foolish.

“Speak!”

“Teleport back and help me fight!”

“Come on, I have a name! What are you thinking about all day at home? Never doing anything productive.”

Even if Zhai Guangyi didn’t have a name, he couldn’t replace Chen Dabai to fight for her. First, Zhai Guangyi couldn’t leave the Demon King City right now. Aside from the pressure from the Demon King, he also didn’t want to betray Lilith’s trust—she had already secured many benefits for him.

Moreover, as a Dragonkin, Yang Jingting surely had powerful backup plans. The Dragonkin themselves were incredibly strong, with deep reserves of power. If Lilith was a chosen one, then Yang Jingting was likely on a similar level. However, Dragonkin didn’t have the habit of leaving the Mesopotamia Forest, nor did they start wars everywhere, so their level progression wasn’t as fast as Lilith’s. It was worth noting that the Dragonkin even had the Dragon God, whose existence made even the Demon King fearful.

Against such a chosen one, Zhai Guangyi had no confidence in winning. What if he was a rich kid decked out in Gold Quality Equipment? How could he possibly fight that? Zhai Guangyi could only wish Chen Dabai good luck. If she had talked big, she’d have to see it through, even if it meant crawling on her knees.

“If you don’t help me, I’ll really end up being ridden like a dog by that guy! My dignity as a man won’t allow it!”

Xiong Er wailed tearfully through the Magic Mirror, creating nothing but noise pollution.

Zhai Guangyi felt somewhat helpless. Though he wanted to say, “Isn’t it possible that you’re not even a man right now?” he held back. Chen Dabai was his brother, and he knew better than to say such hurtful words. Thankfully, he hadn’t turned into a woman. Even though he currently looked like a girl, he was still a man at heart. If he had ended up like Xiong Er, he’d probably be crying over his lost “little brother” too.

“Hey, why don’t you go ask the Lord Divine Tree? I’m even weaker than you—how can I help?”

Zhai Guangyi’s Elven Body used to be at a lower level than Xiong Er’s, but thanks to the excellent food in the Demon King City—all the Half-God Magic Crystals sent by Lvqi—his level had been boosted significantly. Xiong Er naturally didn’t know this.

As for suggesting Xiong Er seek help from the Spirit King Tree, it was because his True Body possessed the King Tree Domain, which could bestow the King Tree’s attributes onto three Followers within its range. If even the overpowered attributes of his True Body couldn’t win, then Zhai Guangyi had no other solutions.

“I’ve noticed the Lord Divine Tree never responds to me. That System is just an artificial idiot—it’s useless except for issuing tasks. Mom said the Lord Divine Tree is very kind, so why have I never been able to communicate with him?”

Xiong Er truly had never communicated with the Lord Divine Tree. As for the Magic Mirror System, it was likely just a tool generated by the Lord Divine Tree to issue tasks—a device designed for the convenience of Transmigrators like them, not the Lord Divine Tree himself.

Zhai Guangyi thought about it and realized it made sense. He had never used his True Body to communicate with the Transmigrators, mainly because he was socially anxious. But a large part of it was also to avoid exposing himself. As for calling the System an idiot, Zhai Guangyi didn’t dare say such things recklessly.

He still relied on the System to survive. Even though the System called him “Master,” Zhai Guangyi felt it was quite human-like and probably had its own consciousness. He hoped it wouldn’t hold a grudge against Xiong Er for speaking so poorly of it.

“You must pray sincerely, the Lord Divine Tree will listen, truly.”

Under Zhai Guangyi’s coaxing, Xiong Er pitifully ran off to find Liya, requesting to pray to the Lord Divine Tree.