To be honest, Luo Yan felt that the personalities of the Jiaolong clan were a bit weird.
On the one hand, they have a similar xenophobic character to the Feathered Tribe and are very wary of everything in the outside world; on the other hand, once they are caught in a weak spot, they will immediately give up and surrender, faster than anyone else.
Facing the dragon's repeated urging of "What's next? What's next?", Luo Yan completely ignored it, just put the drop of blood in the bottle, then frowned and said:
"Didn't you say Dragon Blood Pill? How did it turn into dragon blood? My wife told you so many secrets of the cultivation world, and you only give us this?"
Who wants to hear the secrets of the cultivation world? I want to hear the history of the Jiaolong clan after I was trapped!
The dragon roared in his heart, but said with disdain:
"My blood is the Dragon Blood Pill. Since you are here for this, don't you even know this?"
"This blood...can't be swallowed directly, right?" Shi Liuli asked slowly.
“If you are not afraid of death, you can just eat it.” The dragon said with a sneer.
"Okay." Luo Yan interrupted him and said, "You will only be willing to hand over the refining method if I continue to tell you these secrets, right?"
Just say it.
Luo Yan then went on to say, "The Jiaolong clan left Beizhou to the Black Turtle and headed for Zhongzhou. After countless hardships, they finally conquered the Horn clan. The Shenlong Tower in the imperial capital rose from the ground, marking the initial foundation of their hegemony." The Jiaolong did not seem to be very happy, but instead had a feeling of gritting his teeth.
When it was mentioned that "the Jiaolong clan relied on the geographical advantages of Zhongzhou and the alliance with the Black Turtle clan of Beizhou to conquer all directions and finally established the Jiaolong Dynasty", the Jiaolong snorted coldly and said disdainfully in the secret voice transmission:
"It's just luck. If there was no alliance with the Black Turtle Clan, how could we have conquered the other three states so easily? And from my point of view, it can't be considered a conquest. It's just that they saw that the alliance between your two states was too powerful and they didn't want to fight you head-on."
"That's a brilliant idea, senior." Luo Yan complimented calmly, secretly making some guesses in his mind.
This dragon... it seems that before being trapped here, it had a very bad relationship with its tribe?
"You don't have to guess." Jiaolong said coldly, "I am the main practitioner of the Blood Puppet School in my clan, and I am not on good terms with their Meat Puppet School."
"After I was trapped here, the Blood Puppet Clan has most likely declined. I was upset when I heard that the Flesh Puppet Clan was leading the Flood Dragon Clan to revive. Is that abnormal?"
It turns out to be a dispute over the orthodoxy... Luo Yan couldn't help laughing in his heart.
Just look at Shushan to see how fierce the struggle for orthodoxy is. The irony is that both sides think that their own schools are for the good of the organization and that the other side's schools are harming the organization, so they must defeat the other side at all costs.
In order to end the dispute over the orthodoxy, one can only wait for one side to become stronger than the other, forcing the other to bow down.
Now it seems that this dragon ended up in this situation because it was defeated in the battle for Taoism.
Considering that among the various spells Shi Yao had taught him, there didn't seem to be any spells that manipulated blood, Luo Yan could probably be certain of this.
After talking about the establishment of the Dragon Tower and the City of All Monsters, Luo Yan stopped talking at the right time and just looked at the dragon meaningfully.
The dragon felt very aggrieved. On the one hand, he was very unhappy about being controlled by others, but on the other hand, he really wanted to know how the dragon clan fell into decline...
This is where Luo Yan's sinister side comes into play. If he hadn't mentioned the decline of Jiaolong before, it wouldn't have been a big deal if he had stopped here.
But now, we already know that the Jiaolong clan is doomed, and we still don’t know who the enemy that caused the entire clan to fall into this state is. How can the Jiaolongs, who are vengeful by nature, let it go?
"Listen carefully." The dragon didn't waste any words and explained the sacrificial method to Shi Liuli in detail.
Dragon blood is strong in nature and non-dragon creatures often cannot withstand it, so the dragon blood must be sealed in multiple layers.
After being absorbed into the body, it has to be refined layer by layer, then unsealed layer by layer, and so on and so forth, which is extremely troublesome.
Seeing Shi Liuli's embarrassed expression, Jiaolong couldn't help but feel a little pleased, but thinking that he was still waiting for Luo Yan to say the next words, he immediately pretended to be selfless and said "I have nothing to hide" and just communicated with Luo Yan in secret:
"I have already explained the ritual method. As for the key point... you can tell me how the dragon fell."
So Luo Yan began to explain the matter of Emperor Yinglong, saying that his father-in-law was born with a very high bloodline rank, and was a rare genius in the Jiaolong clan once in a thousand years. He maintained an alliance with the North State, actively formed an alliance with the West State, secretly made friends with the East State, and fought and eliminated the South State, and finally held the entire world firmly in his hands, and the status of the Jiaolong royal family became increasingly consolidated.
This time Jiaolong was quite satisfied with what he heard: after all, he only hated the Meat Puppet faction at that time, and he would not get angry with the descendants who were separated by who knows how many generations, so he said repeatedly:
"That's right, that's right! Command all the monsters, and none dare to disobey. This is the domineering attitude that our Jiaolong clan should have!"
Luo Yan sneered in his heart, and then talked about how Emperor Yinglong went against all odds and wanted to marry the daughter of the criminal, which shocked the whole world.
I thought Jiaolong would change his face and curse, but he didn't think it would take it seriously and said:
"Since he is the emperor, he can marry whomever he wants. Who dares to talk about the emperor's family affairs? Do you think it is bad to bully my Jiaolong clan?"
"That..." Luo Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "At that time, the Jiaolong clan didn't seem to agree with it..."
"Ridiculous!" The dragon finally flew into a rage. "With such a heroic leader in our tribe, we should support him with all our strength. How could anyone dare to go against the tribe leader?"
Then, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and he became uninterested, sighing:
"Go on."
Luo Yan then told the story of Emperor Yinglong's expedition to the human world, which ended in a tragic defeat and he never returned. The Jiaolong clan was facing criticism from the world, and the new emperor adopted a peace-making attitude.
I heard the dragon cursing and scratching the ground with its claws frantically:
"How ridiculous! How ridiculous! The more dangerous the situation, the tougher the response. Isn't choosing peace a sign of weakness? In this case, the reputation of the royal family is completely gone!"
Luo Yan laughed in his heart and thought that might not be the case.
Many times, choosing to be tough or to show weakness is essentially a gamble.
There are many examples in history of people who chose to be tough and then suffered a great defeat, and those who chose to be weak and then made a comeback.
If the Jiaolong clan had refused to make peace at that time, it might have frightened the surrounding forces with ulterior motives, but it might also have been attacked by the crowd.
At the gambling table, who can know the outcome before the pot is opened?
Luo Yan continued to talk. After "apology to the world, humiliating treaty", it was "the emperor was assassinated, three dragons fought for the throne", and finally "the prince fled, Qilin entered the capital".
After these three operations were performed, the dragon looked as pale as death, and he didn't even have the strength to shout "bastard".