The little dragon cub's eyes lit up, nodding repeatedly. However, it soon realized that there was nothing to be excited about, and the light in its eyes dimmed again.
Luo Qingci observed clearly and continued, "Still worried about not being able to speak, right?"
The little dragon cub was happy that she understood it but also felt disheartened by its own situation. For a moment, it didn't know what kind of expression to show.
Luo Qingci glanced at the little dragon cub. "You were born less than a day ago; why set such high standards for yourself? Besides, you can already understand human speech. It's only a matter of time before you can speak yourself. Come, call me..."
Originally, Luo Qingci wanted the cub to call her something, but when she opened her mouth, she realized she didn't know what to have the heroine call her.
"Aunt" was out of the question, and, well, a little benefit wouldn't hurt.
"Call me 'sister.'"
The little dragon cub widened its eyes and shook its head; it didn't have a sister.
"I'm older than you and also a female. If you don't call me sister, what should you call me?"
The little dragon cub still refused.
Although she couldn't see the cub's expression, she felt that the tone wasn't very friendly.
"I'm teaching you to speak. Watch my mouth. 'Sister~ Sister,'" she dragged out the words, trying to signal the dragon cub to speak. Her voice, usually clear and cold, had an inexplicable hint of mischief.
The dragon cub refused to cooperate, turning its head away.
Seeing that coaxing wasn't working, Luo Qingci decided to compromise. After some thought, she said, "Then just call me... Chi Qing. That's my name."
As she spoke, she wrote the two characters on the ground.
She hadn't thought of a name yet, so she decided to use this for now.
The dragon cub looked at the characters and silently memorized them. It tried to produce two syllables, still a cute dragon's chirp, and then immediately stopped.
Luo Qingci stifled a laugh.
"And you're not weak at all. You will become the most powerful dragon." She knew what the heroine was concerned about at this moment and spoke softly but with certainty.
According to the book's setting, dragons are born with levels. The lowest quality is the red fire dragon, followed by the azure dragon, white dragon, black dragon, and the five-clawed golden dragon.
It had been a thousand years since a golden dragon cub had been born.
The heroine's father was a five-clawed black dragon, the highest ruler of the dragon clan.
Since she was the heroine, how could she be the lowest among the dragons?
The little dragon cub's eyes brightened, but it soon shook its head dejectedly.
"You've just been born, and you have a long future ahead. How can you pin yourself down with shame now? Also, cultivation is very mysterious. Talent is important, but effort and choices are equally crucial. You are a dragon, and dragons are envied by the entire cultivation world. You can't be worse than humans. Look at me; I'm at this level, and you'll definitely be better than me in the future."
Luo Qingci pointed at herself. She was at the Divine Transformation stage. It seemed more likely that the original owner wasn't demoted but rather she had arrived.
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The Art of Subduing Dragons
FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed it. Original novel: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=5287959 Although Luo Qingci knew that her name sounded like that of a heroine in a historical novel, she never expected...