It wasn't easy for the divine dragon to make this decision.
Under normal circumstances, things like dragon balls wouldn't be lent out. After all, it was a very private thing.
If Fellow Daoist Ba Song could really prove that he had seven Yuanying, then he could get the help of its dragon ball — this was definitely Ba Song's honor!
This was the first time that the divine dragon decided to lend its dragon ball to others.
If it wasn't for Bai Sheng's face, a hundred Ba Song wouldn't even have the chance to get its dragon ball!
However, after listening to White Dragon Sister's translation, Song Shuhang didn't show any expression of 'joy'.
He said seriously, "It's better … not. Shiliu and White Dragon Sister are familiar with me, so it's not a problem to combine their strength and give birth to a Yuanying. But combining it with Senior Dragon's dragon ball will make me feel strange. After all, we have to combine with each other to give birth to a Yuanying. "
On the dragon horn on the divine dragon's head, there were electric arcs crackling, creating beautiful sparks.
It really wanted to cut open Ba Song's brain and see what kind of brain circuit this guy had, which made the dragon very annoyed.
After the translation, White Dragon Sister let out a long sigh.
She stretched out her little claws again and flicked Song Shuhang's head, which had just been glued back, away.
"Stop being naughty and get down to business. Show me your seven Jin Dan's. Don't dawdle, or else I'll flick your head away. "White Dragon Sister's gentle voice sounded.
Su Clan's Shiliu trotted over and picked up Song Shuhang's head.
"White Dragon Sister, you've already flicked my head away." Song Shuhang sighed and said, "You can actually threaten me before you make a move, really."
Shiliu giggled and stood on tiptoe to glue his head back again.
The Dragon God in the sky was in a good mood. Every time Ba Song's Little Friend's head was flicked off, he was happy from his horn to his tail.
On the side, Senior White tapped her chin with the tip of her pen, revealing a thoughtful expression.
Song Shuhang, the Dragon God, the White Dragon Sister, and Shiliu had formed a 'special cycle'.
Song Shuhang was in charge of being naughty, the Dragon God was in charge of being annoyed, the White Dragon Sister was in charge of punishing, Shiliu was in charge of sticking Song Shuhang back, and the Dragon God was in charge of being happy.
Hence, the Mystical Dragon would be in an endless cycle of 'annoyance, pleasure, annoyance, pleasure again'.
Unknowingly, its favorability with everyone had increased exponentially.
"Perhaps this is the reason why Fellow Daoist Three Waves exists in the Nine Provinces Number One Group?" Senior White pondered.
Speaking of which, Thrice Reckless also came to the beast cultivator world recently, right?
I wonder what he's doing now?
On the side, the gentle voice of the White Dragon Sister sounded again. "Last warning, don't be naughty again, or I'll skin you!"
"Uh …" Song Shuhang scratched his head.
He couldn't afford to offend him.
So, he looked up at the Dragon God.
The Dragon God also looked back at him.
"Then, Senior, I'll prove myself according to the agreement," Song Shuhang said.
Mm-hm, although I'm not too familiar with Senior Dragon God right now, friendship can be made up for later. After everything is over, I'll add him as a friend and keep in touch. I'll borrow the power of the dragon ball for now.
In addition, it's actually very easy to prove that I have seven Jin Dan's.
Song Shuhang had a thought.
Then, a 'sawtooth wheel' appeared beside him.
"A Sixth Stage True Monarch's Fate Wheel?" the Dragon God said. It could see that Song Shuhang's Fate Wheel was a combination of eight sawtooth blades.
However, this thing couldn't prove that Song Shuhang had 'eight Jin Dan's'.
"Yes, a Fate Wheel," Song Shuhang replied. "One Jin Dan, one Fate Wheel."
As he spoke, another seven Fate Wheels continuously appeared beside Song Shuhang.
A 'sword wheel' formed by a broadsword, a 'page wheel' formed by a metal book page, a spherical 'ball wheel' formed by a spiral sword, a 'gear wheel' formed by superimposed sharp gears, a 'circle wheel' formed by eight small circles, and finally an octagonal Fate Wheel with a unique style — every corner of this octagonal Fate Wheel seemed to be linked to karma.
The Dragon God at the side was dumbfounded.
Seven Fate Wheels of different attributes continuously rotated around Song Shuhang's body.
As long as Song Shuhang willed it, the seven Fate Wheels could launch a storm-like attack on the enemy.
"How did you store seven Jin Dan's in your dantian?" The Dragon God felt like his worldview was being challenged. "Aren't you afraid of exploding and dying?"
"I'm not afraid. It's not like I haven't exploded before." Song Shuhang waved his hand. His movements were calm.
The Dragon God was speechless.
"Also, I didn't store all of the Jin Dan's in my Natal Dantian. My seven small Jin Dan's are located in seven small dantians, "Song Shuhang replied.
The Dragon God immediately found the key point. "What about in your Natal Dantian?"
"Yes, there's also a fat Jin Dan's that can barely swim. However, it's a bit special. It hasn't formed a Fate Wheel yet," Song Shuhang replied.
The Dragon God frowned. He was extremely confused. He couldn't help but ask, "How did you do it?"
Although he knew he shouldn't ask this question.
This kind of thing related to cultivation could be said to be extremely private. It might even be a cultivator's trump card.
Asking about this kind of private thing related to cultivation was as rude as an ordinary person asking someone what they were wearing today.
But he was really too curious.
Curiosity not only killed the cat, but it also killed the dragon.
"If I said that they came out while I was practicing, would you believe me?" Song Shuhang replied very honestly.
"Who would believe you!" The Dragon God opened his mouth and threw a dragon ball at Song Shuhang's face.
A dragon ball with illusory beauty was thrown at Song Shuhang's face, and his head was sent flying.
Song Shuhang was speechless.
See, this is life.
When you're naughty, you have to lose your head.
When you're not naughty, you still have to lose your head.
Even when you're honest, you still have to lose your head.
In life, you have to lose your head everywhere!
Honest people are like this. They suffer losses everywhere.
But this time.
Song Shuhang's head …
In the end, it didn't fall to the ground.
Shiliu Su, who was at the side, seemed to be prepared.
At the moment when the dragon ball hit his face.
She moved sideways and came behind Song Shuhang. She quickly stood on her tiptoes and jumped lightly. Her hands were like pushing a volleyball, and she skillfully pushed Song Shuhang's head back.
Little Shiliu was becoming more and more adorable.
"Beautiful." White Dragon Sister praised Shiliu.
"Full marks." Senior White nodded in agreement.
The Dragon God in the sky had a new wave of joy.
Although his head didn't fall off, he was also very happy to see fellow daoist Ba Song's head being hit like a ball.
Song Shuhang reached out to straighten his head, and said, "So, sometimes the truth is often not believed."
"Mm, that's true." Senior White testified for Song Shuhang. "On the side of the seven Jin Dan, Shuhang was indeed dead, and the seven Jin Dan came out."
"Didn't you practice and practice?" The Dragon God asked.
"Same meaning." Senior White came to Song Shuhang's side, and motioned for him to open his hand.
Song Shuhang doubtfully extended his right hand.
In the next moment, Senior White opened his mouth, and a dragon ball was spat out.
Song Shuhang: "!!!"
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