Most members of the mystical dragon tribe had bubbly personalities. This was especially so for the younger dragons, who loved to put on a show. 

They had been waiting for the Dragon Light Festival for some time. Now that night had fallen and the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas was basking in misty clouds and beautiful lights, the younger dragons couldn't be happier. They sang to their hearts' content or moved with the rhythm passionately and lively. This was a rare opportunity for them to do so in their otherwise serene lives. 

Luo Pin wasn't too old, so she could easily blend into the group. She wasn't that strict at most times and therefore the younger mystical dragons would all address her as “Sister Dragon Lord.” They had surrounded her in the middle, like stars that cupped themselves around the moon. 

On this night, she looked exceptionally beautiful. 

On the other side, the majority of the old dragons, who were in their declining years, couldn't get excited even though it was a holiday. For example, the seven Esteemed Elders were close to the limits of their long lives. However, they weren't confident in facing the Great Trial of the Immortal Dao....