The Evil Dragon, upon hearing this, thought there was hope of obtaining the Imperial Immortal Technique or Conservation Spirit Technique, and immediately nodded. As long as he could control his Ice Series Technique, he'd agree to anything.
Heaven knows, he used to love playing with a little fire and didn't even like water, let alone rainy days, which he hated the most. Snowy days were even worse.
But how could something he despised suddenly become his instinct? Who wouldn't be bewildered by that!
"Remembering that night when I woke up with a layer of ice on me, I thought I'd slept for months and woken up in the middle of winter!"
After settling down, the Evil Dragon curled his body like a coil of mosquito-repellent incense and spoke mournfully.
Even though he could transform into a snake's shape, he wasn't a real snake, and didn't need to hibernate. Besides, he had slept through summer and autumn, which was incredibly unbelievable.
