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… This was a display of the mirage dragon’s influencing ability.

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Then, Song Shuhang began to walk in the desert.

How could he find water in the desert? Perhaps only God had an answer to this.

Anyway, he was currently walking in a straight line.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Song Shuhang said, “I’m so thirsty.
Moreover, isn’t this desert a bit too monotonous?”

No matter how long he walked, there was only yellow sand and silence; there weren’t any plants or animals.
It was easy for one to go crazy after being inside a monotonous world like this one for a long time.

Song Shuhang said, “At a time like this, it would be nice to have a friend.
With two people together, it wouldn’t be as lonely.”

Just when he thought this, his wish was realized.

In the distance, the ringing of bells sounded, and a figure approached him.

Hey~ Don’t look down on the elderly.
The corners of the mirage dragon clan elder’s mouth rose up.

A young mirage dragon could only satisfy the host’s superficial dreams, and if they encountered simple-minded practitioners, they would be in trouble.

However, if they really did meet such a practitioner, mirage dragons could create a ‘dreamland’ of their own.

If the host had no dreams, they simply needed to create a situation where the other party would have dreams and desires.

A perfect example of this was the current situation.
While walking alone in the lonely desert, Song Shuhang instinctively wanted someone to accompany him.
This was a small ‘wish’.

A number of these would be able to yield them a lot of mirage energy.

“There’s actually someone here?” Song Shuhang followed the sound, looking into the distance.

In the distance, a young man quickly approaching him while leading a white horse.
The young man was about 15-16 years old.
He had red lips, white teeth, and skin that was just like jade; he was extremely handsome.
He didn’t look like a person that lived in a desert at all.

Wait, this young man… Song Shuhang’s heart thumped.

It’s him.

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It’s ‘Little White, when your hair reaches your waist, will you marry me?’.
“Ting-a-ling-“

The white horse’s bell rang crisply, and the young man quickly arrived in front of Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang looked at the young man carefully.

After Senior White exited his seclusion, he had rarely used his illusory reality.
As such, he had no other opportunities to see the white horse and young man in green robes.

Song Shuhang carefully looked at the young man, and the young man also looked at Song Shuhang

Song Shuhang said, “This young man’s appearance is quite similar to that of Senior White.”

Before, when he first experienced Senior White’s illusory reality, he felt that the young man in green robes and Senior White looked similar.

And now, after taking a better look, he found that the young man and Senior White looked more and more alike.

The young man in green robes said to Song Shuhang, “Who are you? Why are you in this desert?”

Song Shuhang cupped his hands towards the young man.
“I’m… Tyrannical Saber Song One.
Greetings, Fellow Daoist.
I’ve lost my way in this desert and hope to be able to find some water.”

The young man in green robes chuckled, and said, “Tyrannical Saber Song One? Your name is rather interesting.”

This time, their conversation was surprisingly smooth.

Song Shuhang remembered that in Senior White’s illusory reality, the young man was just like an NPC, limited to a fixed set of actions.

The young man happily said, “Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Saber Song One, if you’re looking for water, then you might as well follow me.
I will take you to find some water and introduce Little White to you along the way.
How about it?”

Song Shuhang nodded and said, “Sure!” Little White… should be Senior White as a child, right?

I wonder what Senior White looked like when he was a child.

How cute was Senior White when he was a child that even the young man in green robes would ask him to marry him?

And so, Song Shuhang followed the young

man.

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The young man in green robes was very talkative, and had a broad expanse of knowledge, allowing him to contribute to any topic.

However… On the way, the young man never told Song Shuhang his daoist name.
“Ting-a-ling-“

The bell tied to the white horse’s neck would ring from time to time.

The youth pulled the white horse, but never rode on it.

After walking a distance of several kilometers, Song Shuhang saw a small oasis in the distance.

The young man said, “We’re here.
This is where Little White lives.”He led the horse and quickly ran forward.

“Ting-a-ling-“

The sound coming from the bell on the horse’s neck became sharp.

By the side of the oasis, a petite figure jumped abruptly.

Hearing the ringing of the bell, the petite figure became tense.

The young man in green robes happily said, “Little White, Little White~ I’ve come again.”

Song Shuhang looked at ‘Little White’.

It was a mini-sized Senior White, with long black hair that reached his back and an appearance so good that men and women would kill for it.

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