A month had swiftly passed.
Golden Cicada Pavilion, Practice Room.
Shen Long sat cross-legged on a red cushion, his eyes slightly closed, enshrouded by a layer of red radiance. His body was covered with red dragon scales, which interlocked to form a suit of red armor.
After a while, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in.
The red dragon scales on Shen Long's body dissipated as he opened his eyes. With a flick of his two fingers, a beam of red light shot out and hit the Sound Transmission Talisman. The talisman self-ignited, conveying Mu Weiwei's voice, "Senior Shen, Sun Moon Palace is holding a large auction. There might be fourth-order Flood Dragon Essence Blood available. Would you like to make a trip to Sun Moon Marketplace?"
"A large auction?"
Shen Long stood up and walked out, opening the door to see Mu Weiwei standing at the threshold.
"Come in and we'll talk, Young Friend Mu."
Shen Long said with a pleasant expression, inviting Mu Weiwei inside.