The Ancestor Awoke and Became a Blade

More than ten thousand years ago, the ancestor with the purest dragon bloodline died. Ten thousand years later, the instant Ao Xiangwan opened her eyes, she reprimanded him in embarrassment: “Have some decency.” The man, whose clothes barely covered him, looked around in confusion. When he noticed nothing amiss, he turned his attention away. The second time, the man picked up a blade he hadn’t used in ages and began polishing it. “Outrageous.” His fingers paused as he polished the blade. He glanced around uncertainly. The third time, he returned from a killing mission and stared suspiciously at the blade soaking in the hot spring. Ao Xiangwan [Dragon Ancestor / Old-fashioned and aloof / Loves cleanliness] Bei Xiu [Retired big shot / Brooding old rascal / Afraid of the cold]