After Saving the Villainous Dragon

Ji Fengling transmigrated into a Xianxia world and bound himself to a Werewolf Kill system. The system required him to prevent the blackened, beautiful, strong, and tragic villain from self-destructing and destroying the world. Completing the task would allow him to live another life. In the book, the villain, Demon Lord Jiang Qinglie, is the only dragon in the cultivation world. He was suppressed by the righteous path for over a thousand years, bled, had his scales plucked, and tendons extracted until he was used to death. After his death, he was reborn blackened and returned to the eve of his severe injury and suppression by the righteous path. To prevent Jiang Qinglie from choosing to self-destruct in desperation, Ji Fengling cast a shield on Jiang Qinglie and took the severely injured black dragon form of Jiang Qinglie away at an opportune moment. After bringing the little black dragon back, Ji Fengling carefully took care of him, feeding him countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures. During this period, fearing that the dragon would be bored while recovering, he also collected beautiful treasures to amuse him. But no matter what he gave, the little black dragon would always glance at it coldly, then turn its head away, ignoring it. If Ji Fengling got too close, the dragon would even bare its teeth and hiss fiercely at him, roaring like a menacing dragon. He doesn’t like it? Unable to figure it out, Ji Fengling used a Seer skill on the little black dragon. Then he saw that once, after he had left, he had casually placed a dazzling starry sky orb by the bed. When the little black dragon saw that no one was around, it used its tail to wrap around the starry sky orb. After confirming there was no danger, it moved closer and stared unblinkingly at the brilliant galaxy inside. It watched for an entire day. When Ji Fengling returned in the evening, the little black dragon quickly retracted its tail and resumed its aloof demeanor. Ji Fengling: “…” He immediately turned around and piled all the treasures he had collected into a small mountain on the bed. Little black dragon: “?”