The ice dragon was huge; tens of times bigger than even the Star Dragon we had encountered at the Nine Lost Dragon Domains. Its gigantic head was as big as a small mountain, and its dark blue eyes were staring at me with an icy glare. Its sharp fangs looked like a row of icicles, and I was only as big as one of its teeth. Our sizes were disproportionate to say the least.

"A dragon…"

I shivered as I looked down at the Qilin Stone I was prying out with the Cyan Netherworld Sword. Yep, my sword was stuck in its butt hole, and right next to it was a piece of frozen dragon dung. Heaven knows how long this ice dragon had been hibernating at this place for its dung to be as hard as a rock. It wouldn’t even be inaccurate to assume that it had been constipating for tens of thousands of years. If someone hadn’t been poking around in its anus, it would still be sleeping peacefully.

I felt my facial muscles twitch once as I put the Qilin Stone into my bag. Heart beating like a drum, I put on a smile and said, "Look, big brother, I’m uh… I’m just treating your constipation, that’s all. Don’t… don’t eat me, please? I haven’t taken a bath...