The centipede was at a loss for words, and after hesitating for a long time, it finally spoke.
"Ancestor, I'm sticking with my master's master from now on..."
Hearing that Centipede remained obstinate and uttered such shameful words, the Six-Winged Silver Dragon grew even more enraged...
Am I, a descendant of the Six-Winged Silver Dragon, so worthless? Have I been reduced to the point where even offering someone a soul contract is rejected?
Is it something a normal person would do to be someone's servant just to be able to follow them?
What a disgrace...
This is utterly disgraceful…
The six-winged silver dragon felt a burning rage in its chest, wanting to vent it but unable to...
"Centipede, you..."
Before the six-winged silver dragon could speak, Xuan Shan impatiently questioned...
"Elder, when will you expel me from the sect? I don't want to be bound by the sect forever. From now on, I'll follow the master..."
Strike...
Absolute blow...
Since he arrived here, his self-esteem has been completely shattered...
"Xuanshan, do you know what you're saying? Is my Taishi Demon Mountain so worthless that you're so eager to withdraw?"
The six-winged silver dragon, barely suppressing its anger, asked...
"You old codger, you're so indecisive! Didn't you just say you wanted to expel Xuanshan from the sect? Now that Xuanshan has agreed, how dare you reprimand him?"
Faced with my extremely insulting words, the six-winged silver dragon finally couldn't hold back and pointed at me, roaring angrily.
"Shut up, you bastard! I'll kill you today..."
As soon as he finished speaking, an attack was launched from his hand, transforming into a black dragon that rushed straight towards me...
The attack hadn't even arrived yet, but the stench it carried was already overwhelming...
"Master's master, be careful! My ancestor was a master of poisons..."
Hearing Centipede's words, the Six-Winged Silver Dragon felt utterly exhausted. This traitorous scoundrel dared to reveal his abilities...
Snap...
Xuan Shan raised his hand and slapped him hard, saying in a lecturing tone...
"Do I need to remind you? Is the master afraid of poison?"
The six-winged silver dragon grew increasingly frustrated. Seeing the centipede's attitude of not fighting back or arguing, it knew this kid was finished…
His gaze was fixed on me; he wouldn't feel satisfied until he witnessed me turn into a pile of bones by this attack...
Bang…
The power of this strike was only at the peak of the Martial God realm; with his strength, such a strike would be enough to kill any Martial God…
But to his surprise, when the attack reached within a meter of me, it sent him flying backward...
To the six-winged silver dragon's astonishment, he hadn't sensed any powerful intervention whatsoever, and I hadn't even flinched, as if I'd known all along...
Who blocked that attack just now?
The six-winged silver dragon's killing intent gradually subsided; he realized that I harbored a great secret…
"I say, you old bastard, you're really annoying. You won't kill me, you won't let me go, you won't release me, what exactly do you want?"
Having been humiliated like this, the six-winged silver dragon's face grew even uglier...
"Who exactly are you? What's your background?"
Upon hearing the six-winged silver dragon's question, I proudly replied...
"Didn't I already tell you? Since you want to hear it, I'll tell you again. I am Tuoba Wudi, and my background is very simple: my son is Tuoba San..."
The six-winged silver dragon clutched its chest, roaring inwardly, "If you're not going to talk, fine, but did you have to harass me like this? Who introduces their background by mentioning their son? Who do you think your son is? An immortal?"
If not, you're no match for the Tai Shi Demon Mountain. Aren't you afraid of harming your own son?
"Tuoba Wudi, Xiu, stop your nonsense! I have no business with who your son is. If you don't tell the truth, even if it means mutual destruction, I will kill you right here..."
The six-winged silver dragon roared angrily, feeling humiliated…
Looking at him, I couldn't help but say to Centipede
“Tell this old man who my son is…”
"Ancestor, his son is indeed Tuoba San..."
The six-winged silver dragon is very tired. Is this what I wanted to ask? I want to know your backing. What makes you so brave?
Of course I knew what he was going to ask, but my goal was to provoke him, so his current state is exactly what I wanted...
"Useless trash, I wouldn't need you repeating yourself..."
The six-winged silver dragon roared, its eyes bloodshot, wishing it could kill this worthless junior right here and now…
"Sigh... How can you talk like that, old man? Centipede isn't a piece of trash..."
Hearing me speak up for him, Centipede was moved to tears. He was used to being called useless by his ancestor, and he never expected that I would speak up for him...
"What business is it of yours if I scold my own juniors?"
The six-winged silver dragon retorted without even thinking…
"Indeed, as your descendant, his bloodline is rather useless. It seems we need to improve Centipede's bloodline..."
Upon hearing my words, Centipede immediately became excited; he knew I never made empty promises…
But the six-winged silver dragon looked at me with disdain, as if I really dared to say anything...
"Boy, my Six-Winged Silver Dragon bloodline is one of the strongest demonic beast bloodlines in the Burial Realm. Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?"
The six-winged silver dragon finally found an opportunity to taunt, and it spoke with absolute confidence...
But the next moment he opened his mouth wide, thinking the world was crazy, because I actually pulled out a porcelain bottle...
His blood began to boil; he was filled with longing for what was inside the porcelain bottle…
"A six-winged silver dragon? It's just a giant centipede. You really know how to flatter yourself..."
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