The Almighty Dragon General

“We’ll talk inside.”

James said and entered the room.

In the room, Yemima sat opposite him.

“What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you are jealous.” James smiled mischievously at Yemima.

Yemima, on the other hand, reminded him, “I’m just reminding you not to cross the line. Lust will prevent you from accomplishing what’s important. Such events must not be repeated constantly.”

Yemima was worried that James would fool around outside and bring home a group of women. If that happened, her status on Mount Doom would diminish. This was not what she or her family desired.

“Alright, don’t worry. I know my limits.” James stretched. At that moment, his suppressed urges had been released, and he could not feel any better.

“By the way, I plan to find a place and enter a closed-door meditation,” James said.

“A closed-door meditation?” Yemima glanced at James and said, “We don’t have much time left till the gathering. You have crossed into the Quasi Acme Rank. In what limited time we have, your rank will not increase any further.”

Reaching the middle-stage would take ages, so he would not be able to reach that stage before

a secret art,”

“Cultivate what?” Yemima asked.

“Previously, I went into hiding and cultivated after making my escape. It was then I obtained a providence. I’m worried that I won’t be able to fight one versus five during the

“One versus five?”

now. Don’t you want to find some allies? Besides, this gathering is open to all at the Quasi Acme Rank. Do you

he said grimly, “I know what

just can’t be bothered to form a team, I will help you select a few teammates. Even if their strength

not want James to fight alone. After all, this concerned the Chaos Sacred Lotus, an object that would allow one to reach the Acme Rank. James needed to reach

I choose a team, I won’t be able to do so even if I emerge victorious. However, if I fight alone and win, my prestige in

“But..

“No buts

sleeves.”

interrupted her, saying, “Please trust my judgment.

a secret from me, Wyot.” Yemima grumbled, “Speak. What