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"Miss Xiao Er, stop joking. There are so many masters in the world, how can it be my turn to accept a disciple?"

Dustin smiled and declined: "Of course, we are all friends. If there is anything about martial arts in the future, we can exchange more."


"Okay, if I ask you for advice in the future, you must not refuse." Xiao Qiang winked playfully.


She was just testing the waters and asked, not necessarily to become a disciple, but just to find an excuse to get closer to Dustin.


Now that there is a name for exchange and asking for advice, it can be regarded as fulfilling her wish.


After everyone sat down, they began to drink and talk happily.


At the banquet, the two sisters of the Xiao family kept exchanging glances, and anyone with a discerning eye could see what they meant.


Dustin always kept a polite smile, and either turned a blind eye to the ambiguity between the two or cleverly resolved it.


He naturally knew what the two sisters of the Xiao family were planning. It was nothing more than that after he won the championship, he became famous, and the Celestial Alliance wanted to take this opportunity to win him over.


After all, an honorary guest official was only an outsider, and he did not have a strong bond with the Celestial Alliance. If he could become an elder of the Celestial Alliance, or become the son-in-law of the sect master, his status would be completely different.


However, Dustin was not interested in these things at all. He had agreed to become an honorary guest official before because of Margaret's face.


Now it was impossible for him to fully join the Celestial Alliance.


He did not want to be a tool in the hands of others.


After eating and drinking, the banquet finally ended.


After watching everyone leave, Dustin returned to his room and placed the jade box containing the Dragon Source Qi on the table.


Not long after, a figure flashed in from the window, like a ghost, making it difficult to detect.


When the figure stood still, it turned out to be a woman in green clothes with a beautiful face.


It was Margaret who had changed her appearance.


"Are you here? Sit down."


Dustin smiled and poured two cups of tea, pushing one over.


At the banquet, he had already hinted to Margaret that they would meet privately.


"Thank you."


Margaret smiled and looked at the jade box on the table: "Is this the reward Longhu Mountain gave you?"


"Yes, guess what it is?" Dustin was thinking of testing again.


"You are so mysterious, could it be the Dragon Source Qi?" Margaret raised her eyebrows.


"Heh! You really have a keen intuition; nothing escapes you, does it?" Dustin said, quite surprised.


He was already surprised when the other party guessed that it was the strengthening potion sent by the Temple of the Gods.


He didn’t expect them to see at a glance today that the jade box contained Dragon Source Qi. Truly impressive.


"It's nothing. You and I both know that there are rare treasures in the forbidden land of Longhu Mountain. It is most likely the Dragon Source Qi."


Margaret smiled slightly: "And Zhang Xuanji is very good at predicting things. As long as he makes a little deduction, he can guess your identity and intention. He will give you the Dragon Source Qi as a champion reward. It's the best of both worlds."


"Smart, open it and take a look." Dustin raised his chin.


Margaret was not polite and opened the jade box directly.


However, when she saw what was inside, she was stunned and her pretty face was full of surprise.


"I... am I not seeing it wrong? Three Dragon Source Qi?"


Margaret widened her eyes and couldn't believe it.


Although she guessed that the reward Dustin got was the Dragon Source Qi, she never thought that there would be three at once.


It's incredible!


What kind of paradise is Longhu Mountain? It can actually attract three Dragon Source Qi to gather?


"How is it? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"


Dustin said with a half-smile: "When I first saw the three Dragon Source Qi, I had the same expression as you."


"This... is really a great fortune from heaven!" Margaret's eyes lit up.


Happiness came too suddenly, and she was a little overwhelmed.


Five Dragon Source Qi, now there are four in her hands, only the last one is needed to gather together and restore the national destiny.


This progress is so fast that even she can't believe it.


"Now there is only one Dragon Source Qi left, the future is promising!" Dustin stretched comfortably.


The task is about to be completed, and he feels a lot more relaxed.


"I really want to thank you this time. If you hadn't won the championship, I don't know when I could get these three Dragon Source Qi." Margaret looked grateful.


"Don't be so polite, you helped me, I'm just repaying you." Dustin shrugged.


"Oh, by the way, I'm curious, why are there three dragon energy gathering here? Is there any secret hidden in the Longhu Mountain forbidden area?" Margaret changed the subject.


"That's right."


Dustin's expression became serious: "The old Taoist priest told me a secret. There is a dragon vein hidden under the Longhu Mountain forbidden area. It is because of the attraction of the dragon vein that so many dragon energy are gathered."


"Dragon vein?" Margaret's pupils trembled: "Are you serious?"


"What the old Taoist priest said personally should be true." Dustin nodded.


"No wonder... No wonder the country can be stable even though the royal dragon vein is destroyed. It turns out that there is another dragon vein under Longhu Mountain that carries the fate of the country."


As if thinking of something, Margaret suddenly realized: "I understand! I know the conspiracy of the Temple of the Gods. Their goal is to take advantage of this martial arts competition to completely destroy the dragon vein of Longhu Mountain and take away the fate of the Dragon Kingdom!"


As soon as these words came out, Dustin's ears suddenly moved, and he quickly lowered his voice and said: "Someone is coming, you should hide quickly." - Marinien

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