Bai Ling had a dream.

In the dream, she was trapped in a place, all alone, and couldn't find a way out no matter what. It was a forest so vast that it had no end, and every tree looked exactly the same. She kept running, feeling both scared and anxious.

After running for who knows how long, she saw a figure appear in front of her. She called out to the figure, and it stopped and turned to look at her.

He was a pitiful-looking, ugly youth in tattered clothes, and both he and the scene gave her a strange sense of familiarity. But the Bai Ling in the dream didn't know who he was, so she asked, "Can you lead me out of here?"

That ugly youth shook his head at her, and right in front of her eyes, he turned into a pitch-black monster, then quickly melted into a large pool of black water...

Lu Linsheng.

Bai Ling woke up. She lay there motionless, her eyes dazed, as she recalled the last scene she saw before fainting - Lu Linsheng was eaten by that Demon Dragon.

When she was wrapped inside Lu Linsheng's empty body, she felt extremely uncomfortable all over. Enduring it and maintaining her last bit of clarity, she didn't know what happened in that brief time, only knowing that she was suddenly pushed out of Lu Linsheng's body. She saw the sky and the drifting snow, and Lu Linsheng struggling in the Demon Dragon's mouth.

At that time, he was not in human form, but in demon form, so she didn't even see his expression. She only saw that his head seemed to turn towards her direction, and then that huge dragon mouth closed.

Bai Ling suddenly covered her face, her whole body curling up, trembling non-stop.

"Little master?" Old Seashell's voice was cautious.

Bai Ling didn't speak, only faint sobs flowed out from between her fingers. Old Seashell transformed into a small human form and sat beside Bai Ling, trying to stroke her jet-black long hair with his little hands. At times like this, Old Seashell felt that his little master really did seem like a baby dragon.

"Old man, Lu Linsheng is dead."

"Sigh."

Bai Ling looked at him with red eyes and blurted out, "I'm going to capture that Demon Dragon, cut open his stomach, maybe Lu Linsheng hasn't been fully digested yet."

Old Seashell was startled, "Hey, hey, little master, don't be childish, how could that be possible? Not to mention that we can't catch the Demon Dragon, even if we did catch it and really cut open its stomach, that Lu Linsheng would definitely be gone."

But Bai Ling didn't talk to him anymore. She sat up and turned her head to see where she was.

The ethereal and solemn architecture, the noble and elegant furnishings, and the floating white clouds outside the window, all of this told Bai Ling that she was now in Mount Youfu. She grabbed Old Seashell and walked out.

"Little master, what are you going to do now?"

As soon as Bai Ling reached the palace door, she found that she couldn't push open that tall palace door, obviously it was locked by someone. "Is there anyone outside? Open the door and let me out."

A scoff was heard from outside the door, and someone said in a disdainful tone, "The Supreme God has instructed to let you rest here first. If you want to go out, wait until the Supreme God wants to see you."

Old Seashell hugged Bai Ling's leg and tried to persuade her, "Little master, don't be in such a hurry to go out. Endure it for now. You still have many injuries on your body. Let's recuperate here first before discussing other matters, okay?"

Bai Ling kept a straight face, "I've had enough of being locked up."

After saying that, she took out her big hammer, walked to the side wall and tapped it, choosing the weakest spot. She raised the hammer and smashed it down with all her might.

With a few booming sounds and a cloud of rolling dust, the bricks and stones collapsed. Bai Ling crawled out through the big hole she had violently smashed open in the wall. This hole she had forcefully opened was not far from the door. The two Mount Youfu disciples responsible for guarding her by the door turned their heads in shock to look at her.

They could not have imagined someone so uncouth daring to be so presumptuous in a place like Mount Youfu.

"You... you can't leave!" One disciple reacted a bit faster. Seeing that Bai Ling was about to leave, he hurriedly tried to stop her. Bai Ling didn't say a word, instead propping her big hammer on the ground.

The two disciples glanced at the wall with a big hole in it and immediately fell silent. Bai Ling walked down the steps and heard the two people behind her whispering that they must quickly notify Immortal Youshui. Bai Ling knew of this Immortal Youshui.

She had previously gone to Guiyi Immortal Sect to recruit her on behalf of that Supreme God Xuan Cang, and held a rather high position in Mount Youfu.

"What? Wasn't Bai Ling injured and in a coma, how did she wake up so quickly?" Upon hearing the disciple's report, Immortal Youshui felt a headache coming on.

The Demon Dragon's attack and the God's battle had shattered the entire barrier of Mount Youfu. Mount Youfu, which originally had spring-like weather all year round, had even turned into a world of ice and snow due to the Supreme God's power, and had not yet recovered.

Immortal Youshui was still busy dealing with the previously injured disciples and various matters. Now with Bai Ling added... if possible, she really didn't want to pay any attention to this troublesome little white dragon.

Unfortunately, for some reason, the Supreme God was especially fond of this white dragon, always exceptionally lenient with her each time. Immortal Youshui was filled with resentment, not only because of the trouble Bai Ling had caused her, but also because of the jealousy in her heart.

No one had ever been able to receive such favor from Supreme God Xuan Cang. And Bai Ling, infuriatingly, did not seem to appreciate it.

Immortal Youshui hurried over with a cold face and blocked Bai Ling's path. "In my Mount Youfu territory, this is the first time I've seen a guest be so rude. Please return to the guest room. Everyone is very busy now, don't cause us any more trouble."

Bai Ling glanced at her, "I'm a guest? If you hadn't said so, I would have thought I was a prisoner. Get out of the way, I'm leaving."

Immortal Youshui frowned, "The Supreme God hasn't said you can leave yet."

"He's not my birth father, he still wants to control where I go." Bai Ling caressed the hammer in her hand, "If I swing this hammer down, that pile of hair on your head might scatter. I don't want to fight with you. Hurry up and get out of the way."

Immortal Youshui's face turned from red to black. If she could, she really wanted to fight Bai Ling and teach this little brat a good lesson, but she couldn't.

She could only control her emotions and continue saying to her: "You should know, this time it was our Supreme God who saved your life. If it wasn't for the Supreme God's intervention, you would have been eaten by the Demon Dragon by now. Although the Demon Dragon has temporarily retreated, once you leave here and lose the God's protection, it is very likely that the Demon Dragon will target you. You'd better think clearly about what you should do now."

"I'll ask one last time, are you going to move or not?" Bai Ling raised her hammer.

She still fought with Immortal Youshui. Although she couldn't beat her, Immortal Youshui didn't dare to hurt her either. When Bai Ling lost her temper, she was very fierce.

With a series of clanging and banging, she smashed several beautiful houses in Mount Youfu. One person was equivalent to an entire demolition team.

The situation grew so outrageous that Supreme God Xuan Cang finally appeared. He stretched out his hand and pressed down with an empty palm, immobilizing Bai Ling completely.