The Candle Dragon That I Have Raised for a Hundred Years Betrayed Me, but I Didn't Know That I Was the Beast Master.

On the day we came down the mountain after completing our studies, my sister and I saved two dying candle dragons. My sister took the lead in picking out the one that was as warm as jade and left the one that was as cold as ice to me. I have raised Zhulong for hundreds of years, feeding it with my blood every month. He was getting stronger day by day, but his attitude was always as cold as ice. A hundred years later, my sister married the candle dragon orc she adopted, and he finally agreed to form a contract with me. I was ecstatic, but unexpectedly, on the day of the contract, he took the opportunity to steal the inner elixir I had cultivated. He turned around and gave it to his injured sister. "Ayun, get well soon. When you become a real beast master, remember to include me in your room." He humbly and flatteringly fell at his sister's knees and bowed his head. And I died of spiritual exhaustion caused by him. When I open my eyes again and come back again, I will