"Ancestral Dragon Vein? You want to tell me I'm sitting on an Ancestral Dragon Vein?" Yang Qing asked skeptically before breaking into a contemptuous laugh.
"I have to give it to you," he said between bouts of laughter. "At least you put more effort into your excuse this time... hahaha... Ancestral Dragon Vein. That's a good one.
Maybe the next time Old Lei tries to reprimand me for something, I should tell him I'm a Soul Formation expert concealing my cultivation, or some reincarnated immortal... Ancestral Dragon Vein," Yang Qing said, laughing so hard he had to wipe the tears from his eyes.
"I guess that's why you're the mythical race. Unmatched even in making things up."
