Rise of the White Dragon

Hearing the commotion that happened upstairs, Cristina and Catharina, who had just returned, were curious, but avoided going up, as they were afraid to interrupt something important. They were aware that it was possible for Monica to 'wake up' today and therefore avoided going up.

"Big Sister, are you feeling that Qi too?" Seeing her nod, Cristina asked, "Do you also think Monica has just been reborn?"

"I don't know, but I hope so. Aunt Amanda, although she doesn't speak, was always worried," Catharina replied.

"True, Aunt Amanda will be happy when it happens." After taking a deep breath, Cristina said that phrase with a calm and serious expression.

When they heard Amanda's loud cry, Cristina and Catharina stopped talking, and they looked towards the second floor. Coincidentally, Maira had just arrived. Instead of going up, she chose to go to the living room and wait. Not two minutes after Maira returned, Luan went down the stairs alone.

"Luan, how's Monica?" Maira approached her son and asked.

"It's ok," Luan said, "I came out for them to talk. After all, for Monica, everything is very strange, and they need their own time."

"That is true." Maira smiled a little. She was very proud of her son.

"Mom, I'm going out for a while." Luan kissed his mother on the cheek and said, "I'm going to investigate something and be right back."

"Okay, but don't you want to know how the result of buying the big island was?" Maira asked with a smile.

"Haha. Do I need to ask when my mother went to negotiate?" Luan laughed.

"Hehe. Fool, yes, it was a success." Maira laughed too.

*

In addition to the clouds, Luan was floating, sitting on a snow-white cloud. He had his eyes closed and the Qi around him was abundant. It was as if it were dancing around him, happy and cheerful.

Luan's talent has always been high with Qi, but after he was reincarnated, he discovered, especially now that his Qi was higher, his talent for absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth had increased.

The shackles of Qi hissed and even moved at the speed of light. If it were someone else, he wouldn't be able to absorb so much Qi that moved so fast. He was even capable of dying or seriously injuring himself, but for Luan, it was like a simple walk, mainly because he was loved by Qi and Qi never tried to harm him, even before it became part of his power.

"..."

When he opened his eyes, two slits like a dragon's appeared in his red eyes and his arms transformed and became scaly, like white dragon scales, with claws of almost five centimeters: sharp, capable of piercing steel, as if they were punching through cotton. Because of the high concentration of Qi in the air, a white aura made of Qi, but more like pure white smoke, surrounded Luan's two hands. When he moved his arms, it was as if the wind was tearing, making a hissing sound, even more chilling than the sound of a whip.

Then Luan became surrounded by a cloud dome. It was like blackout glass; he was able to see what was on the outside, but on the outside no one could see him.

'It worked...'

He also made a white Qi sphere with some of the power of the Cloud Origin and like a pistol shot, he threw the ball, and instead of hitting the dome that surrounded it, it passed through it as if it were something ghostly.

'Now...'

Closing his eyes, Luan drew a small meteorite in his direction.

*Boooooooom!*

When the meteorite passed the Van Allen Belt, a layer around the Earth, at an alarming rate, it hit the dome that surrounded Luan. The thunderous sound of the meteorite hitting the dome was loud enough to cause shock waves and be heard from miles away.

And just as Luan had hoped, even though he could launch something from inside the dome he created around him, the outside was impenetrable.

'Well!' Luan smiled with satisfaction.

It was the first time that he had tried to do this, and as much as he had created the theory in his mind before, only now did he put it to the test, and the result was entirely satisfactory.

'Now... in theory it would just be something that has the Cloud Origin Qi?'

This time, he didn't try to put Cloud Qi on. However, he tried to use his other Origin, the Origin of the Spiritual Tree.

Although he did not connect completely with the Origin of the Spiritual Tree, Luan could feel it and use it a little, just like Cristina and Catharina did.

From Luan's hand, a brown branch came out and hit the barrier, piercing it. Afterwards, he made Spirit Tree Qi projectiles and fired them. It was like silent pistol shots, and as expected, it also crossed the dome barrier.

At a certain location, Luan stopped. 'Blood Refining - Level 2 - 66 times stronger.' His Qi was oppressive, so strong that it caused ripples in the air.

Below where Luan stopped, there was a large piece of land, almost the size of a football field, and a house made of yellow material. Luan's Qi suddenly disappeared. His presence disappeared along with his Qi. It was almost as if he had become invisible; the chances of being able to see him were almost nil, even if someone was just a few meters from him.

Luan starts to descend in the air, heading towards the house. His eyes were still two slits: indifferent, and dangerous. His eyes were like those of a predator, looking at his victim, but then they turned and went back to normal.

He wasn't here to start a killing spree, after all... Well, at least not quite, although what he intended to do was far from being considerably correct.

At the house, Luan heard the voices of a couple. They seemed to be discussing something, and the woman suddenly lowered her voice and then there was the slapping sound. A woman's low cry started. She looked resentful, but she didn't dare cry out loud.

Luan entered the house without being noticed. In the bedroom he saw a woman standing, crying softly in a corner, while the man smoked a cigarette and looked with an ugly expression in the woman's direction.

"Lucia, don't try to fool me with these crocodile tears. You just need to understand that you shouldn't meddle in my affairs. This time it was just a warning, but next time... be ready to leave my house!" the man screamed fiercely.

"Abelardo, how can you say that? To me, me..." She choked on sobs and said resentfully, "I'm just worried about my son!"

"Son? Ha, that little deer, he's not my son!" Abelardo punched the closet very hard, causing a knocking sound that made the closet shake.

'Damn, why did my son come out of the closet?' Abelardo would not back down. He was very prejudiced against homosexuals and finding out that his 25-year-old son came out as a homosexual, made him furious.

On the other hand, Lucia was more tolerant. She could be a little mean from time to time, and she liked to waste money, but when it came to her children, she was protective. Even though she knew she was at risk of being beaten, she still spoke on behalf of her son. After all, she knew her husband's character, and she knew how much he hated homosexuals.