Rebirth of the Prime Dragon Master novel Chapter 366

When Rocky came back to the beast farm of the headquarters from the tavern, he saw Sheridan was feeding Verdanim.

"Why did Commander Dunn summon you?" Sheridan asked aimlessly.

"Nothing." Rocky replied, swinging his head.

"Dunn is a sentimental man and has invariably been a straight talker. But he constantly remains credible to friends," Sheridan grinned.

"Do you perceive him very thoroughly?" Rocky inquired, peeking at Sheridan.

"I've drunk with him a few times, so we are pot companions. He also often goes to the Geisha House that we have been to. I almost let it slip. Have you ever seen Miss Laney?" Sheridan asked as his mind lingered over something suddenly with his eyebrows lifting.

"That's right. When you were under the influence of alcohol last time, I sent you to the room of Yasmin. I sauntered out of the room and appeared to catch her blowing a flute! How do you perceive that?" Rocky asked in bewilderment after he acknowledged. His mind was still a surging perplexity.

"Miss Laney caught a cold a few days ago, and I went to find out her illness. She asked me if I had a disciple and spoke profoundly of you. Boy, you undoubtedly have a lot of favorable fortune in love affairs! Miss Laney could miss you after met you only once. I am green with envy of you!" Sheridan said jokingly.

"Really?" Rocky lips quirked upwards in a heartwarming smile. He smiled calmly like deep rivers.

"If you aren't in a hurry-scurry, you can go back tomorrow. Drink with me tonight to nurture our relationship," Sheridan said in a look of exultation.

"I'd rather not. I have a lot of things to work out." Rocky shook his head. Since he had just reached the first grade of the Heavenly Stage and regained the power of the Holy Dragon Bead, he required some time to adapt to his current situation. Besides, he had taken off for somewhat a few days, so the spirit-manipulated beasts he fed must be starving.

"Well. I'll catch you available next time." Sheridan replied in his as sick as a parrot eyes. Then he altered the topic and inquired, "What about your cultivation of the Mysterious Beast Transformation Skill?"

"It is more mysterious as a rose leaf than I understood, so I still require some time," Rocky answered back.

"Of course. I have only reached the third level with over thirty years. With your age, it is pretty good if you could reach the first level in a few years. Especially if you demand to contact with the spiritual power of your spirit-manipulated beast, it undoubtedly takes time." Sheridan nodded and proceeded thoughtfully, "But with your natural endowments, I'm filled with aplomb that you will do better than me. Don't be overly restless for accomplishment."

"I am apprehensive of that. I'm taking off now!" Rocky replied and wandered to Verdanim. Touching its neck and mounted it in a dash.

Later on, Verdanim spread its wings and surged high, a speck of gust dust was thrown up. The gusts of wind blew it into the air in great swirls. They disappeared swiftly.

However, as Rocky faded away on Verdanim, staring in the direction where they had left, Sheridan was appreciative of a serious dilemma and stated in dumb stricken tone, "Why could he drive Verdanim? Only the royal spirit manipulator with the dragon spiritual power could drive it. Is he a..."

After reckoning, Rocky had the consciousness that Marin would turn up at the tent in the front tomorrow, so instead of sending Verdanim back, he took it to his place.