At this moment, Wei Shiyue was playing with a young dragon she had given birth to in the desert of the Near East Region.
The young dragon was only 20 centimeters long, immobile under its mother's claws, covered in pitch-black scales, with eyes of golden color, appearing sickly and incredibly small, and especially weak, probably affected by the aura of the undead emanating from Wei Shiyue.
Fortunately, thanks to the powerful life force injected by Xu Yang, this child still has a high chance of surviving to adulthood.
This black Young Shadow Dragon is her greatest treasure. Wei Shiyue wanted to raise this child on her own, so even though the child had hatched a long time ago, she had no thoughts of contacting Xu Yang.
Unless she wants a second one...
Therefore, Xu Yang, who was far away in the Northern Archipelago, could only imagine what the young dragon looked like.
