After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

"buzz"

How could I possibly lie to you?

Mo Shan'an started doing what he used to do, putting his hands behind his back and brainwashing it about how powerful Mo Shitian was.

The Dragon-Dark Sword has been dormant in the Dragon Clan for too long. It has developed sword consciousness and no longer wants to be trapped in Dragon God Mountain.

"buzz"

"Of course I can guarantee that, as long as you come with me to the wilderness to find my father, how about it?"

The communication between the man and the sword was smooth and unimpeded. Mo Shan'an didn't know why he understood what it was saying, but he just understood.

"buzz"

Okay, let's agree on that.

Mo Shan'an's lips curled up slightly, but the next second his lips drooped. How could he possibly keep such a large sword from being discovered?

"Yes"

He glanced at his clothes, then silently prayed, "Cloth, give me a piece of cloth."

"buzz"

"Stop fooling around, I'm here."

Huh? Mo Shan'an noticed that it had picked out a yellow cloth at some point and handed it to him in a fawning manner.

"Not bad, not bad." This guy is even smarter than the underlings he used to take in.

Mo Shan'an, clutching the Dragon-Dark Sword wrapped in strips of cloth, prepared to leave this place.

"Who goes there? Stop right there!"

"Oh no!" Mo Shan'an clutched the sword in his arms and turned to run before the others could react.

"A human cub??"

"Quickly report to the emperor, we have found the human child."

The patrolmen dared not make a move, after all, cubs were rare and precious to their dragon race.

As Mo Shan'an ran, he kept looking back, not noticing the person in front of him. He bumped into him and before he could even apologize, he was scolded.

"Where did this kid come from? Can't you see? Do you know who I am?"

At that sound, Mo Shan'an also fell on his backside, and the sword he was holding fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

After Yu Ji finished cursing, she looked down and saw a familiar face, and her expression immediately darkened.

"who are you?"

The human cubs on the ground bore a striking resemblance to Mo Shitian, causing her heart to skip a beat. Yu Ji would not allow anyone to disrupt her plans.

"What is your relationship with Mo Shitian?"

The woman's face was extremely ugly. Mo Shan'an got up and rubbed his buttocks. Damn, it hurt so much. Seeing this woman who wanted to be his stepmother made him even more unhappy.

"What's it to you?"

The dragon patrol followed closely behind and, upon seeing the two clashing, quickly stepped in to stop them. This princess of the Feather Clan was a formidable character.

"court death"

I was already furious when I saw that similar-looking face. Who is that woman?!

"Yu Ji, the land of the Dragon Clan is not your territory of the Feather Clan."

Mo Shan'an was bewildered when he saw the murderous intent in the other person's eyes. He had only bumped into him, and now he was going to kill him?

"Ah"

Yu Ji swept over the scattered strips of cloth, and when she saw the Dragon Meditation Sword to the side, she sneered, "I'm helping your dragon clan catch a petty thief. Look, your dragon clan's Dragon Meditation Sword is really easy to steal."

"........."

Mo Shan'an's guilty eyes darted around, as if he was thinking about how to cover up his lie. He blinked innocently, his large, watery eyes staring straight at the dragon guards.

The group exchanged glances, none of them willing to raise their voices at a cub, especially since the cub's eyes were golden, which inexplicably made them feel a sense of goodwill towards it.

"I,"

Mo Shan'an glanced at the sword that was pretending to be dead, and then pulled it out to sell it without hesitation.

"It was it that made me take it out."

"What a joke! The Dragon Meditation Sword was left behind by the former Dragon Lord of the Dragon Clan. How could it possibly let you take it out?"

Yu Ji felt that she couldn't let Mo Shitian know about his existence. She could only let the Dragon Clan or the Divine Sword Sect deal with him. If all else failed, she would take action herself.

"Don't you think he looks like that demon from the wilderness?"

The woman's words shocked everyone who had rushed over.

"It really looks like it."

Tenglong first noticed Mo Shan'an's face, which did indeed look very similar to someone from the wilderness. Was this Mo Shitian's cub?

"This child"

Yu Ji walked to her grandfather's side and gave him a look, signaling him not to let the child go.

Yu Lieping had no intention of letting the child go; the child was the best weapon to threaten Mo Shitian. A calculating glint flashed in his eyes.

"It's fate! Mo Shitian's descendant has fallen into our hands. Tomorrow we'll enter the Wilderness, and he will be our best weapon."

Yu Lieping's words drew contempt from all the dragons present. This despicable and vile method of threatening the enemy with cubs was utterly shameless.

"Grab him quickly!"

Mo Shan'an looked at the large group of people in front of him. Among them, the two who had spoken earlier were the most hostile to him. He couldn't become a burden to those people.

He quickly came up with a solution, and, feeling wronged, explained to himself...

"What demon? I'm not!"

"Still not admitting it? Your father is Mo Shitian, and you were sent by the Demon Clan to steal the sword from the Dragon Clan. There are witnesses and physical evidence. Let's see how you still try to deny it. I suggest that you be executed on the spot to appease the lives harmed by the Demon Clan."

A ruthless glint flashed in Yu Ji's eyes. She couldn't let him live, otherwise how could she be the Demon Lord's wife? She didn't want to leave any potential trouble for herself with someone else's child.

What a vicious woman! Mo Shan'an suddenly realized that Mo Shitian's romantic troubles had fallen on him.

Yuehua caught a glimpse of the dragon bracelet on Mo Shan'an's wrist and was immediately stunned. Wasn't this the Dragon Lord's possession? How could it be in this little guy's hands?

"I am a dragon cub."

Mo Shan'an stood pitifully in place, her delicate and soft face full of grievances, her moist eyes looking at the dragon clan.

"Ha, lying again. Let me teach you a lesson."

While everyone was still in shock, Yu Ji sent a feather wrapped in spiritual power toward Mo Shan'an, aiming straight for the center of his brow.

"what"

As everyone reacted, Yuehua first used magic to block Yu Ling's attack. To everyone's surprise, it wasn't Mo Shan'an who screamed, but the woman who wanted to hurt him.

Yu Ji thought it was a sure thing, but Yue Hua saved her in time, and she never expected that the Dragon's Eye Sword would attack her.

"Yu Ji, be careful!"

The Dragon-Dark Sword whistled as a warning to its opponent, its blade slicing across Yu Ji's arm, causing her to let out a scream.

"buzz"

Everyone present took a few steps back, and even the elders of the dragon clan dared not step forward to stop her. If it weren't for the seal on the Dragon's Eye Sword weakening its power, Yu Ji's arm might not have been saved.

Why are you only starting now?

"buzz"

"What?! You actually fell asleep?!"

Mo Shan'an couldn't believe what he was hearing. Did swords need to sleep too?

"buzz"

When Longming Sword woke up, it found that its cub had been beaten. This was someone it was protecting. Who was so blind?

"You, you can actually understand sword language?"

"Don't you understand?"

Mo Shan'an looked at the dragons and asked a question with confusion, "This is a treasure of your dragon clan, how can you not understand it?"

"grandfather!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.