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Wave Listening Court
The lattice window was open, and a bright moon seemed like a silver disk set in the pitch-black night sky, as if peering through the window at Chu Zhiyuan's handsome face.
Chu Zhiyuan sat cross-legged, with the Cold Jade Box in front of his knees, the Flying Dragon Ball inside emitting a purplish-gold dim glow.
The Dragon Transformation Technique was operating wildly.
As soon as the Flying Dragon Ball approached him, the Dragon Transformation Technique seemed to suddenly have a will of its own, no longer needing him to concentrate to propel it, and began to wildly operate on its own.
Like a horse shifting from a leisurely walk to a galloping sprint, the speed increased about five times; where originally it took one circulation, now it could complete five circulations.
And it didn't require him to expend his mental energy.
