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.”

Rank. Reaching the middle-stage would take ages, so he would not be able

to cultivate a secret art,” James

“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 gathering. So I have to cultivate

“One versus five?”

Wyot? I know you are strong and arrogant, but you have gone too far now. Don’t you want to find some allies? Besides,

said grimly, “I know what

be bothered to form a team, I will help you select a few teammates. Even if their strength is only mediocre, they are Quasi Acmeans, after all. They

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 the Acme Rank to

emerge victorious. However, if I fight alone and win, my prestige in the race will rise substantially. This

“But..

“No buts

sleeves.”

trust my judgment. I have

keeping things a secret from me, Wyot.” Yemima grumbled,