“Uhhh…” Shen Nanyin shook her head, trying to snap out of her daze. As she tried to focus, the mark of a violet, nine-headed dragon flickered past her left pupil. And on the dragon shimmered a faint golden lotus. “This feeling is really strange…"0

"Nanyin," the Young Dragon Lord called out. Then, he had the swift-moving procession of prodigies come to a halt.0

“Dear husband.” Shen Nanyin pushed aside the chaotic thoughts. She rode her 12-foot-long Sovereign Sword toward the Young Dragon Lord.0

Previously, Shen Nanyin had always respectfully addressed him by his title. But this time, entering the Grand Assembly Arena, the Young Dragon Lord had specifically instructed her to call him husband in front of others.0

This move was also intended to dispel the rumors that the Southern Divine Dragon Realm was misogynistic.0

Surprisingly, it was quite effective...0