Long Xi, the dragon son of the dragon clan, was a stillbirth when he was still in his mother's womb.
Originally he could not be born.
But with Long Aotian and Jin Piaoliang nurturing the baby with the spiritual jade mine and watering it with blood every day, Long Xi was finally born by Jin Piaoliang.
At that time, he was still an egg, an egg that would never be able to hatch without the warmth of spiritual jade and the transfer of magical power from his parents.
Long Xi's beautiful golden egg was incubated together with Long Aotian for a thousand years before they pulled this weak little fetus back from the brink of death.
He finally broke out of his shell.
Good news, this little weak dragon is very smart.
The bad news is that this weak little dragon will still be born with congenital deficiencies even after hatching.
If this situation happened in any other ordinary dragon family, the weak little dragon would probably die.
Fortunately, Xiao Ruolong's father is the king of the dragon clan, and his mother is the only daughter of the Golden Dragon King.
Long Xi obtained the best resources and tonics in the entire continent.
The palace where he lived was called the Health-Making Palace, and every brick of the wall was carved from the finest spiritual jade.
The pure gold dragon bed he slept on was not made of ordinary gold, but the most precious treasure of the Golden Dragon clan: spiritual gold transformed from the scales of all the dead and powerful Golden Dragons.
He ate the descendants of ancient shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and used things made of spiritual jade.
Perhaps it was because he was not talented since the womb, Long Xi was not willing to move after breaking out of the shell, and his biggest hobby was reading.
But his old father had no choice but to drag him out every day to fight with him in order to train his dragon body.
In every fight, Long Aotian never holds back.
This caused the little boy Long Xi to feel the fear of being dominated by the Dragon King's fist since he was a child.
He was once punched by his father and was embedded in the Lingshan Mountains and could not be dug out.
He was kicked into the overflowing spiritual pool by his old father and was almost welded to the spiritual jade at the bottom of the pool.
Fortunately, the place where he lived was full of spiritual energy, and he had the spiritual support of his old father and mother every day. He gradually changed from a weak little dragon who got beaten to a barely healthy little dragon who got beaten every day.
On his seventh birthday, his old father gave him a string of Bodhi seeds.
But Xiaolong, with his sensitive five senses, knew that it was not a Bodhi seed, but a bracelet made of dragon balls transformed from the elixir in his father and mother's bodies.
That day, Long Aotian was very happy. He touched Long Xi's head, his beautiful eyes curved: "My son is finally healthy."
"My son, from now on, you must never take off this bracelet at any time."
The old father said that he was weak, and although he looked healthy now because of the spiritual jade, to be on the safe side, they still took out their own spiritual pills and gave them to their son to wear, so that if one day his son was in a place with thin spiritual energy, he could use them for emergency.
At that time, Jin Piaoliang even joked: "We are the ones who have made a name for ourselves in our family. How could we possibly fall into such a state of depleted spiritual energy?"
From that moment on, Long Xi knew that he could not live without sufficient spiritual energy.
If he has sufficient spiritual energy and receives spiritual energy feedback from his parents every day, he will be healthy.
But once he leaves the place with abundant spiritual energy, he has to rely on the spiritual energy fed back by his parents to barely survive.
But if he doesn't have enough spiritual energy to support him, and no spiritual feedback from his parents, he can only rely on the Bodhi tree on his wrist.
Under the moonlight, Chi Sui looked at Long Xi silently.
Long Xi lowered his eyes, without a trace of emotion, neither sad nor happy, as if he had already accepted his fate.
"Actually, after coming here, I could have relied on finding enough Philosopher's Stones to keep my body barely healthy."
"But I met Eric and trusted him."
He was imprisoned for ten years, his blood was drained every seven days, and his scales were plucked every ten days. There was no supply of the Philosopher's Stone, only constant demands.
Long Xi's already young body began to slowly show its shortcomings.
He was born with a deficiency and did not receive the basic spiritual nourishment. Instead, he was imprisoned and abused. Even if he escaped later, the damage to his body caused by these things was already irreversible.
"I thought the Philosopher's Stone could make up for my physical flaws, but then I tried..."
Long Xi looked at the swaying grass in the distance: "My body is like a sieve, with many invisible holes."
"Once the magic elements enter the body, they will soon flow out of these holes. I have no way of preserving them for long."
"I was supposed to die after I killed the twelve pure demon armies and subdued their leader."
He pointed at the Bodhi seeds and said, "Because at that time, these Bodhi seeds had all broken into pieces, broken into many petals."
Chi Sui's breath was choked.
"But I won't give up."
"The old demon king handed the demon domain to me before he died, and I tried my best to kill the rebellious pure demon."
"I don't want to die."
"I once read in an ancient book that thunder and lightning are the purest product of the Way of Heaven."
“So I had a crazy idea.”
One night, Long Xi, holding the broken Bodhi seeds, transformed into a dragon and rushed into the sky.
He deliberately drew lightning to strike himself, and through the power of lightning, he reshaped his fragile body.
In that case, he would either succeed or die without a trace left.
Fortunately, he succeeded.
He used lightning to reshape his body, and the Bodhi seeds were magically glued together, with only two of them still having cracks.
“The Bodhi seeds now represent the condition of my body.”
"When more than six bodhi seeds crack, I will fall into an endless sleep."
Chi Sui pursed his lips and said, "What if all twelve Bodhi seeds crack?"
Long Xi raised his eyebrows, his innate arrogance made him laugh involuntarily: "Then I will die."
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