Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

Xie Jingshu didn't say anything, and Mu Qinghan didn't want to keep him any longer. He put away the tea bowl and glanced at Xie Jingshu. He thought to himself that his master was really special. It was really rare to sleep with one pillow for his legs and the other in his hands.

But thinking that he hadn't even boiled a pot of water today, he felt discouraged. He returned to the bedroom dejectedly and tossed and turned on the bed.

The next morning, Xie Jingshu and a group of elders were invited to the main hall to discuss matters. The head of the sect sat in the center and said, "Dear elders, the immortal sect elders' competition is only a few days away. You must not be absent at that time."

Xie Jingshu felt that these words were directed at him, but he was more confused, "Does the elder want to compete too?"

He didn't want to fight one on one, it would be a waste of time. The head of the sect said, "Yes, we are worried about this. Look, Elder Qingyue has many treasures but little power; Elder Xuankong is not good at attacking; Elder Xingchen has great power but is not seen all day long; Elder Yuehua is obsessed with forging and is almost following the blacksmith to forge iron. All of them, sigh~"

Elder Qingyue said, "Master, you said my skills are not good enough? How about you fight me?"

The headmaster waved his hand and said, "I am only speaking the truth." Xie Jingshu wanted to laugh. Yueyunshan Sect was probably the most relaxed sect in the upper cultivation world. The elders were almost the same as the disciples, and they would often take a break from their busy schedule. In his previous life, he remembered that he had personally seen an elder sneak out to catch fish in the middle of a class.

The elder argued with the headmaster for a long time, and the headmaster said, "Elder Lingmeng, you will not not come when the time comes, will you?"

Xie Jingshu said, "Master, can you let me compete to the end, even if there are more people?"

The head of the sect said in embarrassment, "I will talk to the elders there and then I can tell you."

Xie Jingshu said, "Then I'll trouble you, Master." The Master hesitated, "I can't guarantee it either. It depends on them."

Xie Jingshu said, "It's okay, just do your best, Master." The Master carefully pondered the noble and arrogant air in Xie Jingshu, which made him feel that he should be the Master, as if he was a god descending to earth and should be worshipped by thousands of people.

The head of the sect remembered something and said, "Let me ask you one more question, Elder. Why can't you use a sword?"

Xie Jingshu said, "It has always been like this. Whenever I use the sword, the sword energy in my body will resist it. The power is stronger than the sword energy. After a long time, I stopped using it."

"There is such a thing. Why don't we let Elder Huitian see what's going on?"

Xie Jingshu said, "Don't bother with that. This is not good." In this situation, the head of the sect couldn't say much. After discussing the matter,

Xie Jingshu felt uncomfortable wherever he stayed. He felt uncomfortable all over. Every once in a while, he would think of Ye Fengci's face, which made him very irritated. He thought that if he didn't check what happened,

There was no peace, Xie Jingshu dodged and flew out of the palace, flying non-stop to the mountain where Ye Fengci was. The mountain was quiet, and when Xie Jingshu arrived there,

I always felt like something was missing. I pushed open the door and looked inside. There was a wooden bed against the west wall, bloodstains were clearly visible on the quilt, there was some dust in the cupboard, and there was a lonely table not far from the bed. When Xie Jingshu saw the dried bloodstains,

My heart tightened, I walked over and lifted the quilt. The rough bed sheet was also covered in blood. It seemed that the injury was on the back.

"You really know how to run away," Xie Jingshu said unhappily, and he lifted up the bloodstained cloth and prepared to sit down. The square crack on the bed made him knock on it suspiciously.

It seemed empty. Xie Jingshu thought for a while and finally opened it. It was a thick stack of papers, with a small ice dragon on the top.

Ye Fengci didn't like writing, but he was particularly good at painting. When Xie Jingshu saw that he had talent, he simply taught him how to paint. Unexpectedly, he could paint better than himself.

But, Ye Fengci taught him how to paint after he became his disciple, so how could he remember it?

Xie Jingshu stared at the little ice dragon on the paper in a trance. The painting had already been colored. The little ice dragon's claws were resting on the edge of the eggshell, and its head was tilted. This was...

Xie Jingshu moved his fingers and took away the first piece of paper. The second piece showed him lying in the snow with the dragon tail not yet retracted. Xie Jingshu was confused. When had Ye Fengci ever seen him like this?

But it didn't take long before his fingers turned to the third page. His clothes were torn open, and his neck was hanging backwards weakly. He was in the ice pond of Tianshan Mountain.

Xie Jing stood up suddenly, his face and heart felt like they were on fire, red and hot.

"This bastard!! Bastard!"

What kind of shameful habit is this? What a bastard, what a bastard!

The scattered papers were blown away by the wind. Most of them were half-dragon tails, and some were dishevelled. They were all weak and powerless. There was no serious look in the painting.

Xie Jingshu was so angry that he didn't even look at the surroundings. He just moved his hand and the paper turned into powder.

"This evil creature!" He felt that his ugly appearance was completely captured in the painting. Xie Jingshu was furious. It was not enough to crush him into powder, he also kicked the wooden board hard, which made him dizzy again and fell on the quilt.

Ye Fengci, who was on Baozi's back, had his eyelids twitched twice and sneezed twice.

"Baozi, who is scolding me?"

Baozi whimpered, indicating that he didn't know. Ye Fengci lay down, closed his eyes and enjoyed the wind.

Xie Jingshu, who was surrounded by the bloody smell, woke up not long after sleeping. The dishevelled painting was still in front of him. He was so angry that he didn't even have the strength to get up. He cursed weakly,

"This evil creature." I wanted to see if he was seriously injured, but he looked much better.

Xie Jingshu stood up and wanted to leave, but his legs were too weak to stand. He kicked his right leg with his left leg in anger and continued to lie there.

He rested for two hours before getting up and flying towards the dragon clan. Bai Jin was still adorable, so he thought about it and went to the dragon clan. He soon found Bai Jin with his ears drooping by the pond.

He lifted up Bai Jin's ears, and Bai Jin said without turning around, "Bad guy, don't touch me,"

He was about to hit back, but Xie Jingshu grabbed his hand.

"Bai Jin, what's wrong with you?" Bai Jin saw that it was him.

He hugged Xie Jingshu excitedly, "Your Highness, I miss you so much,"

Bai Jin was actually about the same height as Xie Jingshu. Xie Jingshu raised his hand and touched his head.

"What happened to our Bai Jin? Did he feel wronged? He seems unhappy."

"Your Highness, I miss you," Seeing Xie Jing, Shu Baijin's rabbit ears stood up again.

Xie Jingshu took some effort to peel the white brocade off his body, "I miss the little rabbit too."

Xie Jingshu rubbed his ears. These two ears really made people feel soft-hearted when they saw them.

"Your Highness didn't come back to look for me, but only to look for this stupid rabbit."

Ming Xinli's voice came closer and closer, "Your Highness let this rabbit hold you, can I hold it too?"

Ming Xin was about to come forward to hug Xie Jingshu, but Xie Jingshu took two steps back.

"No,"

"Your Highness doesn't have me in his heart at all. I am so miserable."

Xie Jingshu imitated Ming Xinli's frivolous tone and said, "Yes, a little, but not much."

He gestured with his fingers and asked, "How are the dragon babies growing? Do you have enough spirit stones?"

"I have used up all the spiritual stones. Your Highness, don't you mind?" Xie Jingshu was puzzled. The spiritual stones piled up like a mountain were gone in just a few days.

He wondered, "Where did you use it? It's gone so quickly?"

"Isn't it to hire dragon doctors for those old and sick dragons? Aren't elixirs made of spirit stones?"

Since that was what he said, Xie Jingshu didn't say much. He would just change it to him when the time came. He would wait and see Bai Jin first. When Bai Jin saw Ming Xinli, he turned back into a rabbit, and Xie Jingshu picked him up.

Ming Xinli came up and held Xie Jingshu's hand, "Your Highness, why don't you hug me too? This rabbit has refused to take a bath for a few days."

Bai Jin raised his head, "You are talking nonsense, I wash my face every day." If he is always criticized for not taking a bath, he will definitely be disliked. Maybe His Highness will not want to hug him in the future.

"You also know it's to wash your face," Ming Xinli grabbed his pigtail, and Xie Jingshu lifted Bai Jin up a little bit.

"It's okay, it doesn't stink, Bai Jin, if you don't wash well in the future, I won't hug you anymore."

Bai Jin nodded quickly, fearing that Xie Jingshu would not want him.