Spirit World

Old Yang sat next to Zhu Long, a cup of tea in his hands. They sat in the middle of a huge garden filled with the most exotic looking plants and trees. It was the Garden of Gods, the first place Old Yang took Zhu Long in his spirit world. Zhu Long looked towards Chun Tao and said, "It's been one month and she already looks much older, her height has increased... and her face has become a bit more mature, she is starting to look more like a teen."

Old Yang smiled when he heard Zhu Long, it seemed like he wasn't in his more demonic form, but the more humble and caring form. "It seems like you have become very fond of this one."

Zhu Long nodded, "Indeed, I see a bit of my self in her... And I just couldn't leave her to be like that... It's a work of fate that she was able to find me. If possible, I want to raise this girl as my only disciple. Having one great disciple is infinitely batter than having many... I'm also sure that Han Qiang will grow fond of her."