Jiao Yang's true form was a flood dragon, and the flood dragon clan was a branch of the Dragon Clan. Their bloodline wasn't pure, but even so, the flood dragon clan was one of the most famous clans in the Beast Clan.
Perhaps it was because of his identity that Jiao Yang had been extremely arrogant since he was young. He didn't place anyone in his eyes and always believed that his bloodline was the noblest among the Beast Clans.
Of course, this was normal. After all, there was no true Dragon Clan in the North Star World. As such, the flood dragon clan was naturally one of the top clans in the North Star World.
He had always been proud of his bloodline. Therefore, when he heard that Long Qing was a pure-blooded dragon, Jiao Yang swore that he would definitely pursue Long Qing. In his opinion, only a pure-blooded dragon like Long Qing was worthy of being his wife.
It was a very laughable thought. Jiao Yang only felt that Long Qing was worthy of being his wife, but he had never thought about whether he was worthy of Long Qing.
It was true that the Flood Dragon Clan was very powerful, but in front of the Dragon Clan, the Flood Dragon Clan was more like a servant. It was because of the Dragon Clan's charity that the Flood Dragon Clan possessed the Dragon Clan's bloodline power.
It was a joke that such a clan, which was basically a slave clan, wanted to marry a pure-blooded dragon. If there were any other pure-blooded dragons in the North Star World, Jiao Yang would have been killed long ago. What a joke. A mere flood dragon dared to touch a pure-blooded dragon? Wasn't he just courting death?
Jiao Yang couldn't forget about Long Qing. That evening, he came to Long Qing's residence uninvited. Even when a Sacred Palace Saint Venerate stopped him outside the courtyard, Jiao Yang didn't restrain his temper at all.
"I'm looking for Long Qing."
Jiao Yang didn't show the slightest respect to a Sacred Palace Saint Venerate. The Sacred Palace Saint Venerate's expression darkened. "Sorry, Long Qing is not seeing anyone."
The Holy Venerate was already displeased in his heart, but he did not do anything out of line. He spoke indifferently and was about to close the door.
Jiao Yang snorted coldly. "You're courting death."
With that, Jiao Yang struck out with his palm and attacked the Sacred Palace's Sacred Venerate without any warning.
Even though Jiao Yang was the number one Chosen of the Thousand Beast Valley, his lack of manners and arrogance had naturally angered the Sacred Palace Saint Sovereign. The Sacred Palace Saint Sovereign did not even try to avoid Jiao Yang's attack. Instead, he met Jiao Yang's attack with a palm strike.
The two of them immediately started fighting at the entrance of the courtyard. The aftermath of the fight was quickly noticed by Xiao Chen, Xiao Sheng, and the others in the courtyard.
In the backyard, Xiao Chen, who was originally chatting with Chen Ling and Long Qing, suddenly felt the aftermath of a battle coming from the front yard. After being slightly stunned, he said, "Someone's fighting?"
"Let's go and take a look," said Long Qing.
The three of them headed to the front yard together without any delay. When they arrived at the front yard, they saw the Sacred Palace Saint Sovereign fighting with Jiao Yang.
Jiao Yang was naturally at a disadvantage in a one-on-one battle against a Saint Sovereign, but that did not mean that he would lose. Of course, Jiao Yang definitely had some trump cards that he had yet to use. Otherwise, as the number one Chosen of the Thousand Beast Valley, Jiao Yang would have the strength to kill a Saint Sovereign.
When Xiao Chen saw this scene, he shouted in a low voice. "Stop."
The Sacred Palace Saint Sovereign took the initiative to retreat when he heard Xiao Chen's shout. He arrived in front of Xiao Chen and said indignantly. "Holy Son, he was the one who attacked first. I …."
Xiao Chen nodded in response to the Sacred Palace Saint Sovereign's explanation. "I know. Let's not talk about this for now."
After gesturing for the Sacred Palace Saint Sovereign to calm down, Xiao Chen turned to look at Jiao Yang. At the same time, Jiao Yang's gaze locked onto Long Qing.
There was no need for an introduction. Jiao Yang recognized Long Qing with a single glance. This was because he could sense an unfamiliar yet incomparably familiar dragon aura from Long Qing. Compared to his own dragon aura, Long Qing's aura was clearly purer.
Staring at Long Qing, Jiao Yang's eyes were filled with infatuation. She was a pure-blooded dragon, and she was so beautiful. With just one look, Jiao Yang was completely mesmerized by her.
If it was only because of Long Qing's identity as a pure-blood dragon before, Jiao Yang was now completely captivated by Long Qing.
Ignoring Xiao Chen and Chen Ling, Jiao Yang strode towards Long Qing. Throughout the entire process, he did not look at anyone else other than Long Qing.
Standing in front of Long Qing, Jiao Yang spoke. "You must be Long Qing. I am the First Holy Son of the Myriad Beasts Valley, Jiao Yang."
Jiao Yang's attitude towards Long Qing took a 180-degree turn. However, his change did not leave a good impression on Long Qing. Therefore, Long Qing replied with a sullen expression.
"What does it have to do with me?"
Long Qing had no interest in knowing Jiao Yang. What bullsh * t First Holy Son of the Myriad Beasts Valley? He was nothing in Long Qing's eyes.
Jiao Yang was not angered by Long Qing's retort. Instead, he maintained a smile on his face. However, just as he was about to speak, Chen Ling interrupted him.
"A mere Jiao Dragon dares to have designs on Second Sister? What a joke. Your Flood Dragon Clan is almost equivalent to a servant in front of the true Dragon Clan. A servant actually dares to have designs on its master? "
From Jiao Yang's words and actions, everyone could guess what he was thinking. This fellow clearly had designs on Long Qing.
A mere Jiao Dragon actually dared to have designs on a pure-blood dragon. This made Chen Ling feel extremely disdainful. Therefore, he did not hesitate to speak.
Hearing Chen Ling's words, Jiao Yang's expression darkened. He finally looked at Chen Ling with killing intent in his eyes.
"Do you want to die?"
Chen Ling's words enraged Jiao Yang. If not for Long Qing's presence, he would have already attacked. Chen Ling did not care about Jiao Yang's cold snort.
"Do you think you can kill me? Scram, don't embarrass yourself here. With your status, you want to have designs on Second Sister? You're courting death. "
Chen Ling could see Jiao Yang's arrogance. However, because of his status, Chen Ling could not be bothered to attack him. After all, the Sacred Palace and the Myriad Beasts Valley were about to form an alliance.
Unfortunately, Jiao Yang had no intention of appreciating Chen Ling's kindness. Hearing Chen Ling's words, the killing intent in Jiao Yang's eyes intensified. He said coldly, "Looks like you're really courting death."
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