Jiang He's mind promptly became active.
Catching a Feral King overseas?
How troublesome!
He could just directly subjugate these two and borrow from them.
Be that as it may, before Jiang He could do anything, the muscular Mahayana daemon cultivator slapped the back of the horned young daemon cultivator's head, knocking him to his knees and barking angrily, "Trash, why aren't you kneeling?"
Pow!
It was a solid slap, and the tremendous force caused the young daemon cultivator's knees to shake the ground, with cracks extending over several kilometers beneath his knees!
Jiang He was dumbstruck.
He was stunned by that maneuver.
Was that kid's head not broken?
The young daemon cultivator was left dumbstruck by the slap as well, but he reacted quickly enough to kowtow and beg for mercy, saying, "Lord Jiang He, please be magnanimous and spare my life. I only taught the Dragoncroc Emperor daemonic cultivation in a moment of foolishness."
"I was blind back then to send a Yuan Spirit clone to protect the Dragoncroc Emperor."
Beside him.
The burly Mahayana daemon cultivator was smiling apologetically as well. "Brother Jiang He …"
Nonetheless, he quickly corrected himself when he saw Jiang He's displeasure and said, "Lord Jiang He, I've been in seclusion all these years and did not teach my son well, allowing him to run afoul of you. You deserve to be punished, and I have no complaints. I only hope that you could spare my son's wretched life."
With that, he kicked the kneeling young daemon cultivator to the ground and barked, "Wretched thing! What did I tell you before I went into seclusion?"
The young daemon cultivator was bawling and begging for mercy, saying things like 'father' and 'spare me, Lord Jiang He'.
Jiang He scowled.
What the hell …
Which daemon cultivator was he from?
Was he really putting on a show now?
Why did it feel like when his deskmate made a mistake in school, and his father slapped his son in front of the teacher?
Still, Jiang He was a kindhearted person and could not stand the sight of crying. Hence, his expression turned cold and he barked unhappily, "Shut up! I'll wipe out your entire clan if you cry one more time!"
One must say that Jiang He's words were quite intimidating.
The young daemon cultivator immediately pursed his lips and said nothing, while the Mahayana daemon cultivator trembled in fear, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
On the other hand, Jiang He simply took out a stool and put it on the ground.
Boldly taking a seat, he glanced at the father and son before him before finally fixing his eyes on the young horned daemon cultivator in embroidered robes and said flatly, "I recognize you. When the Sky Demon Cult's Saint and the Dragoncroc Emperor had struck a deal to kill me, you had appeared and stopped me with a Yuan Spirit clone when I went to Shennongjia to demand an explanation from the Dragoncroc Emperor."
"A few days ago, I was thinking of making time to go to Shennongjia again to have a good talk with you. Since you've taken the initiative to come, it saves me the trouble of making another trip."
The young demon cultivator's teeth chattered as he tried his best to stabilize his mind and not let himself fall to the ground.
There was no other way.
The person in front of him was a fiend, a great devil.
In just half a month, he had wiped out the Penglai Sect and killed the Mahayana Foxes of Mount Changbai, forcing them to kill the Green Fox King and forcing them to announce to the public that they had sealed their mountain. Still, the most frightening part was the battle just now.
The Green Hill Foxes were wiped out!
How were they supposed to stop him if he really wanted to pick a fight and wipe out their clan?
The Mahayana cultivator breathed a sigh of relief inwardly at that, and quickly took out a Spatial Ring and offered it to Jiang He, saying, "Lord Jiang He, this is a small gift from my clan. Please accept it."
Jiang He accepted the Spatial Ring and scanned it with his spirit, noticing that there were many treasures inside.
Five thousand mediocre-grade spirit stones.
Five hundred superior-grade spirit stones.
Two premium-grade sage items and one demi-immortal item.
Moreover, the demi-immortal item was a sword.
It seems that this Holy Ground of daemonic cultivators was quite wealthy to be able to bring out a demi-immortal item. After all, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect only had the Dragon Abyss Sword as a demi-immortal item.
Jiang He accepted the Spatial Ring, a smile appearing on his face as he flatly said, "What race is your clan? You sure know how to do things. "
Pow!
Even as he spoke …
The Mahayana cultivator slapped the back of his son's head and barked, "You wretch! Why aren't you showing your true form to Lord Jiang He?"
With a shake of his body, the young daemonic cultivator turned into a thousand feet long scale dragon and took to the skies.
He circled a few times in the air before landing and reverting to human form.
Jiang He did a double take.
What the hell!
Scale dragon?
So, the daemonic cultivators of Shennongjia were Scale Dragons?
But soon, he returned to normal. Now that even a legendary being like the Green Hill Foxes had appeared, it made sense for a Serpent to appear. Perhaps forces like the Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas would appear in the future.
He asked a few questions.
After learning about the current state of the Scale Dragons, he learned that the Mahayana cultivator was called the Blue Scale Dragon King.
Such a thing should have been a clan secret that should not be told to outsiders. Still, the Blue Scale Dragon King would not dare to hold anything back, and told Jiang He everything about the Scale Dragons' current state.
The Scale Dragons were not weak, having five Mahayana cultivators, over twenty Sufferance cultivators, over a hundred Convergence-tier cultivators, and almost a thousand Yuan Spirits … one must say that the Holy Grounds of the daemonic cultivators definitely had more champions compared to the human immortal sects and demonic sects.
The biggest reason was that the daemonic cultivators could mate with each other and give birth to progeny.
Even if the Scale Dragons could only give birth to one offspring every few decades or centuries, it was not a small number after two thousand years. That was not the case for human cultivators, and leaving aside the question of whether they would find each other's liking and become Daoist partners … most importantly, there was an imbalance in the ratio of men to women in the world of cultivators.
For example, Jiang He only saw Cloudy Sky Fairy Child in the Penglai Sect.
"The Blue Scale Dragon King …"
Jiang He muttered, finding the name very familiar for some reason. It was as if the big fellow that Wang Hou killed at Jiangnan city base was called the Blue King Drake. It was a top-ranking Feral Serpent.
Of course.
The Blue Scale Dragon King's title was merely a way to flatter itself.
It was a python in the first place that evolved and mutated after the Revival of Qi, whereas the Blue Scale Dragon King before him was a real Scale Dragon.
"Since your Serpent Dragon Clan is sincere, I won't argue with you."
Jiang He replied flatly, "Of course, all of that is built on the premise that you Scale Dragons know your place and abide by the law. Now that the various immortal sects, demonic sects, and daemon cultivators are showing themselves, and there are many more elites in the mundane world, I might have to pay a visit to your house if I learn that humans or daemons have broken the laws of the mundane world by killing and eating humans."
The Blue Scale Dragon King quickly said, "We wouldn't dare. We definitely wouldn't."
Jiang He waved him off impatiently, gesturing for the Blue Scale Dragon King and his father to leave.
Though the Blue Scale Dragon King appeared respectful as he said, 'Farewell, Lord Jiang He', he was inwardly overjoyed … his life was saved!
He took his son with him and flew into the sky, leaving swiftly. He only slowed down after flying for three or four hundred kilometers. However, his expression suddenly changed drastically as soon as he slowed down. He swiftly turned around to look, and he saw a ray of Sword Qi tearing through the sky towards him.
"Father, Jiang He wouldn't go back on his word, would he?"
The young daemonic cultivator in brocade robes exclaimed quietly.
On the other hand, the Blue Scale Dragon King was sweating cold sweat all over his body. Grabbing his son, he ran another five hundred kilometers before Jiang He caught up.
Scowling, Jiang He barked, "Why are you running, you dog? I just want to borrow something from you. I'm not going to cut you down — do you have to be so scared? "
Both the Blue Scale Dragon King and his father were shaking.
Jiang He then asked, "Are there any Feral Kings in the Holy Grounds of the Scale Dragons … hmm, the ones that had just condensed their Daemonic Pellets?"
"What?"
"Just one?"
"Feral Emperors would work too."
Not daring to refuse, the Blue Scale Dragon King quickly agreed. As for the fate of the little daemons, was it not better than the extinction of the Scale Dragons?
Jiang He nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very well, I'll come with you to get those two daemons."
"No!"
The Blue Scale Dragon King cried out in surprise. "Lord Jiang He, how could you come here personally for such a trivial matter? How about I personally deliver them to your house when I get back? "
Happy with that, Jiang He nodded and left as a Sword Qi.
On the other hand, the Blue Scale Dragon King was sweating profusely …
It was so frightening!
That fiend actually wanted to go to the Holy Grounds of the Scale Dragons?
What if he was displeased and wiped out the entire Scale Dragon race if he really went there?
He promptly returned to Shennongjia and entered the Holy Grounds of his clan, picking out two young Scale Dragons whose bloodlines were not too pure and had made mistakes. One of them had just condensed its Daemonic Pellet, while the other was a True Child … equivalent to a Feral Emperor.
Then, without stopping, he escorted the two young Scale Dragons to Jiang He's house.
After subduing the two young Scale Dragons in the Clear Sky Mirror, Jiang He thanked the Blue Scale Dragon King and said, "Don't worry. They would have the chance to return to the Scale Dragons if they survive."
After seeing off the Blue Scale Dragon King, Jiang He flew straight to the underground base of the Superpower Research Department at Jingdu City and found Elder Mu.
"I'm really sorry, Elder Mu. Many things have happened recently and I've been so busy that I've had to delay my promise to capture a Feral King."
Everyone in the Superpower Research Department was focused on their research and did not pay much attention to the outside world, and so they were not aware of Jiang He's recent feats.
One of the female professors smiled. "You're being too polite, Mister Jiang. It's too difficult to capture a Feral King alive, and it's fine even if we don't manage to catch one. We're trying a new idea to see if we could groom a tamed rank-nine Feral into a Feral King, and we could continue researching the initiation pellets when that happens."
"That's too troublesome."
Jiang He took out the Clear Sky Mirror and charged his mystic energy. With a flash of twilight radiance, the two Scale Dragons sealed inside were released.
In no time at all, two ferocious auras unfurled in the Superpower Research Department.
One of the two Scale Dragons was blue, and the other was silver.
The blue one was Feral Emperor and was over three hundred feet long, while the silver one was Feral King and was almost three hundred feet long as well.
Even if the underground base was spacious enough, they almost blew up the research lab once they appeared. Furious, Jiang He slapped both of them and barked, "Why are you getting so big? Hurry up and shrink … by the way, have you guys built cages? Bring me the cages. I'll have them crawl in by themselves. "
Back at the Superpower Research Department, everyone's jaws were about to drop.
The female professor's eyes widened and she could not help exclaiming, "Dragons?"
"You've caught two dragons, Mister Jiang He?"
"Not really."
Jiang He answered honestly. "It's just two Scale Dragons. I got two for you on a whim, and you can use them for research. Don't worry … they're very obedient, and I'll wipe out their entire clan if they try anything funny!"
The blue Scale Dragon was shuddering and quickly said, "Don't worry, Lord Jiang He. We brothers would definitely work together and not cause any trouble … where are the cages? Where are the cages? "
"Didn't you hear that Lord Jiang He wants cages?"
Someone brought the cages.
The two Scale Dragons shrunk to around two meters long, and automatically crawled into the alloy cages … locking them as well.
Jiang He could not help feeling emotional …
The Wyrm race was truly obedient and easy to discipline!
Should he borrow another two Dragon Maidens from them as mounts?
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