The Dragon Clan's Only Hatchling Was Found by Its Mortal Enemy

After a calamity brought by the dragon race, the Cangwu Sect, the greatest immortal sect in Zhongzhou, fell into ruin and obscurity. The Cangwu Seven, once famed across the continent, had become seven crippled failures.

Just as they thought revenge was impossible, the heavens sent them a little one.

The eldest senior brother's eyes lit up. "This is the dragon race's only hatchling in ten thousand years. Heaven is on our side!"

And so, a grand plan to "use dragons to kill dragons" was set in motion.

They turned their hatred of the dragon race into bedtime stories, and their dragon-slaying techniques into toys for early childhood education.

The little dragon clenched her tiny fists, looking fiercely determined. "Roar! Shanshan will help Shifu and Shishu fight the bad dragons!"

On the first day of class, Shanshan's fiery breath burned off her eldest master's hair.

On the third day, Shanshan swept her tail and knocked her third master's wheelchair flying.

On the seventh day, Shanshan crunched away at her seventh master's magic weapon like it was a snack.

The day the dragon race came to attack, they gathered in full force, ready to raze the ruined sect and reclaim their little princess.

Everyone was terrified and prepared to fight.

But Shanshan only stretched, then slowly flew into the air and gave the dark mass of dragon soldiers a fierce little order: "You are not allowed to bully Shifu and Shishu!"