The centipede's actions completely baffled me. I didn't ask him to kneel, so what was he up to?
When I looked up at the six-winged silver dragon, I realized that its face looked worse than if it had eaten shit…
How could you be so spineless?
The six-winged silver dragon angrily rebuked, "This is utterly shameful! Betraying one's master for personal gain and recognizing a thief as one's father is not even enough to describe this worthless junior..."
"What is backbone? This is the essence of a poisonous dragon. You are nothing but a centipede, merely called a silver dragon, but in reality, you have no dragon blood at all..."
"As long as I absorb this venomous dragon's essence blood, my bloodline will be enhanced, and my cultivation potential will also increase. This is a treasure that no other treasure can compare to..."
What's suitable is the most important...
For a centipede that uses poison, this dragon's essence blood is the best divine beast bloodline...
Under the heartbroken gaze of the six-winged silver dragon, I gave the essence blood in the porcelain bottle to the centipede…
At this moment, the six-winged silver dragon didn't know whether to feel envy or regret, and its gaze towards the centipede carried a hint of resentment...
"Centipede..."
The six-winged silver dragon merely called his name, and the centipede immediately poured the poisonous dragon's essence blood into its mouth...
His actions made the six-winged silver dragon feel like vomiting blood. He pointed at the centipede and said angrily.
"I am your ancestor, why are you so wary of me? Such treason deserves to die!"
"You were trying to take it from me just now. If I hadn't knelt down in time, this essence blood might have been yours..."
The centipede said bluntly, "Anyway, it won't be centipede bloodline anymore, so there's no need to give this ancestor any face..."
The six-winged silver dragon's heart was bleeding. He thought to himself, "How can I not understand a principle that even a junior understands? If I had knelt down just now, wouldn't this essence blood have been mine?"
Compared to immortality, kneeling down won't make a difference. Why can't I understand this?
But it's too late to say anything now; Centipede has already begun refining the Poison Dragon's essence blood...
Actually, I didn't give much essence blood; it was just the bloodline of a Poison Dragon at the Martial God level...
However, this is enough to serve as a catalyst. As long as this essence and blood are used as a catalyst and integrated into oneself, the bloodline of the centipede can be sublimated...
As his cultivation level increases, he will have the opportunity to obtain more Poison Dragon bloodline and enhance his own bloodline power...
The moment the dragon's essence blood merged into his body, Centipede's body immediately underwent changes...
Its already steel-like outer shell now gleamed with a metallic sheen, and faint traces of scales could be seen...
In just a short time, the centipede's outer shell defense increased at least several times over...
This scene made the six-winged silver dragon's heart itch with desire. He kept blaming himself for hesitating earlier. Otherwise, this opportunity would have been his. With the blessing of the poisonous dragon's blood essence, the title of six-winged silver dragon would have been rightfully his...
"Hmm, not bad. Centipede bloodline isn't yours anymore, it'd be disgusting to look at..."
As soon as I finished speaking, the six-winged silver dragon's breathing became increasingly rapid. He never expected me to humiliate him like this...
This made him even more certain that I had a powerful protector by my side, otherwise why would I be so arrogant?
"Senior, I am the Six-Winged Silver Dragon, an elder of the Tai Shi Demon Mountain. May I ask who you are and why you would like to be an enemy of the Tai Shi Demon Mountain?"
The six-winged silver dragon spoke respectfully to the air. I was taken aback for a moment, but then I understood why it was acting this way…
They think I have a powerful protector behind me and want to find out the details of that powerful person...
I couldn't help but laugh. This guy was so paranoid. I told him my son was my backer, but he just wouldn't believe me...
"You beast, you're really something. I've already told you my son is Tuoba San, can't you understand human language?"
Hearing my sarcasm, the six-winged silver dragon curled its lip in disdain, then said mockingly.
"Judging from your bone age, your son is only around twenty years old. What can he possibly achieve in such a short time? Even a Martial Saint would be giving him too much credit. You're using someone weaker than me to threaten me. Do you think I'm easy to fool?"
I couldn't help but click my tongue. What the other person said made sense. Even if they were exceptionally talented, at around twenty years old, even if they had started cultivating from the womb, they would already be a Martial Saint with extraordinary talent...
Tuoba San's strength was indeed that of a Martial Saint, but he had only recently broken through to become a Martial God...
"I've always been an honest person, I never lie, and everything I say is the truth..."
Seeing my sincere attitude, the six-winged silver dragon felt that its intelligence was somewhat lacking...
To ascertain the current situation, the six-winged silver dragon began contacting the head of the Murong family…
Soon, the projection of the Murong family head appeared in mid-air, which angered the six-winged silver dragon. He was, after all, an elder of the Tai Shi Demon Mountain, and the other party had only sent a projection to communicate with him. This was a complete disrespect to him...
"You old scoundrel Murong, what do you mean by this?"
Faced with the six-winged silver dragon's questioning, the Murong family head remained expressionless. Just as he was about to speak, I let out a sneer and then added fuel to the fire.
"He's looking down on you..."
Upon hearing my words, both of them simultaneously showed signs of anger…
"Six-Winged, I have my own reasons for summoning you. What do you want with me?"
The Murong family head ignored my provocation and instead looked at the six-winged silver dragon, asking…
This scene took on a completely different appearance in the eyes of the six-winged silver dragon. He knew the Murong family head all too well; he was known for his vindictiveness and vengefulness. How could he possibly tolerate someone weaker than himself humiliating him? This defied all logic…
"What's the reason? It's because I fear the revenge of my son and the Qingyun Sect's patriarch, so I dare not appear in my true form..."
The head of the Murong family wanted nothing more than to tear my mouth apart. I was so damn arrogant! How dare I so brazenly expose his inner thoughts! Where did that leave him?
"Six Wings, don't listen to his nonsense. This is Qingyun Sect territory. He's just an outsider and has no connection with our sect..."
"I want the six-winged silver dragon to attack me," the Murong family head said angrily.
I immediately laughed and said directly to the six-winged silver dragon.
"You beast, listen to this bastard! Kill me now! Don't worry, I have nothing to do with the Qingyun Sect..."
I insulted both of them with a single sentence. The Six-Winged Silver Dragon looked at the Murong family head's reaction and realized that the other party seemed not to hear him, which made him even more suspicious. He guessed that I was a trap set by the Murong family head for him, and he absolutely could not fall into it...
"You old scoundrel Murong, he called you a bastard, don't you plan to take revenge?"
Forced into this situation by the six-winged silver dragon, the Murong family head was helpless, but he was thick-skinned enough to say indifferently...
"He's right, I am a bastard, but he called you a beast. Anyone would be unable to tolerate such humiliation. You are a dignified elder of the Tai Shi Demon Mountain, you won't just swallow your anger, will you?"
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