The Queen of Xiayu accepted the gold and looked at Zhu Minglang with a smile.
Zhu Minglang maintained his polite smile.
"Are you leaving, Young Master?" asked the Queen of Xiayu.
"Yes, I'm very satisfied today," said Zhu Minglang.
"After you leave the palace, release this wild flood dragon into the bay. Think of it as accumulating some merit?" The Queen of Xiayu handed the small flood dragon to Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang glanced at the poor little flood dragon and nodded.
…
After leaving the Xiayu Gambling Dragon Palace, Zhu Minglang and Luo Shaoyan walked towards the Dragon Training High School.
Luo Shaoyan looked at the little wild flood dragon and sighed, "This is fate. Why aren't you a Lei Gong Long? If you were a Lei Gong Long, the entire Man City would be in an uproar. You just had to be a wild flood dragon, and you were almost used to make wine."
Zhu Minglang walked to the side of the bay and gently placed the little wild flood dragon into the water.
He used clean water to wash away the mud on its body. Then Zhu Minglang picked it up again.
"What are you doing?" Luo Shaoyan didn't understand.
"How long do you think a newborn flood dragon can live in this bay?" said Zhu Minglang.
"Who knows? It depends on its luck," said Luo Shaoyan.
"Raising a baby dragon is the same as raising two. Even if you want to release it, you have to let it grow a little. Otherwise, it'll become food for the fish," said Zhu Minglang.
"You're raising one? Wild flood dragons aren't real flood dragons. Its spirituality isn't even as good as the little furball in your arms … But it's true. It doesn't matter if you raise a few more baby dragons. Think about it positively. One day, they'll be lucky and turn into dragons. If you don't raise them well, they'll be able to guard the house and become spiritual pets. "Luo Shaoyan nodded.
…
There was no mark on the little flood dragon's forehead. Once the eggshell broke, everyone would know it wasn't a Thunder Dragon. Han Su didn't even try to bind its soul.
The dragons were still sleeping in their cocoons.
Zhu Minglang was currently without a Dragon Trainer.
In any case, he had nothing else to do. Raising another young spirit wouldn't affect him much.
If it really didn't have spirituality and the potential to transform into a dragon, it wouldn't be too late to release it after it grew scales, teeth, and possessed a certain level of self-protection.
Putting it into the sea as soon as it was born was not called setting it free. It was no different from letting it die. This was not accumulating good karma.
The Queen of Xiayu naturally understood as well, so she borrowed Zhu Minglang's hand to let it die.
…
He imprinted a soul bond on the little wild flood dragon's forehead so that Zhu Minglang could communicate with it more easily.
The little wild flood dragon was in low spirits.
Its incubation time was limited by the sealing talisman, and it already had a sense of hearing and touch in the egg.
It could feel that it was being carefully protected and guarded by the people outside.
It was born in the limelight, but after it was born, it fell from heaven to hell. Even if it couldn't understand the language and couldn't see the faces, it could understand the disgust and ridicule of those people, as well as the terrifying anger of someone!
Zhu Minglang fed it some tender beef.
The little wild flood dragon didn't refuse. It chewed slowly.
"Don't be sad. Not all creatures are born extraordinary and noble. I have many companions. They were even weaker than you when they were born." Zhu Minglang fed the little wild flood dragon some milk.
The little wild flood dragon lowered its head and drank the milk. Its smooth little head was covered in milk, but it still listened attentively to Zhu Minglang.
"A few days ago, a principal said that the nobility of the academy lies in the fact that no matter how poor and lowly a person is, as long as he or she is willing to learn and work hard, he or she can transform and stand proudly in this world."
"Many people think that Dragon Master Mu has an extraordinary vision. He can find creatures with infinite potential and cultivate them into peerless dragons."
"However, in my opinion, the real Master Dragon Shepard can still raise the most ordinary little creature into a Supreme Dominator with his own abilities, even if it's just an ordinary little creature."
"Little wild flood dragon, you are lucky. I am that kind of Dragon Master Mu!"
"So, don't be sad. You don't have to feel sad because you are not a Thunder Dragon. Cultivate well, and you will have a place in the Ni Sea in the future!"
The little wild flood dragon raised its little body and gazed at this gentle human man with its half-opened eyes.
All of a sudden, the little wild flood dragon opened its mouth and ate the tender beef head, then gulped down the milk.
"So, where is the purple dragon?" Suddenly, an old and experienced voice came from behind.
How shameless!
How could a half-baked dragon master say something like that?
Even Mr. Koi felt ashamed for Zhu Minglang!
Zhu Minglang smiled awkwardly.
He glanced at the little wild flood dragon that was barely covered in purple scales. It was a bit purple. Could it be considered a purple dragon?
Mr. Koi swung its tail and circled around Zhu Minglang, the little wild flood dragon, and Little Ying. It was unclear whether it was angry or thinking. It kept mumbling something, but no one could understand what it was saying.
"None of you have signed a spirit pact, right? If there is a good purple dragon, of course I will want it. I will raise a few young spirits for now as a reserve," Zhu Minglang said.
Spirit pacts would continue to grow.
Right now, he only had five dragons.
"That's true. You should raise more young spirits. These two are not bad. If you raise them slowly, they might lose their wildness and start to gain intelligence," Mr. Koi said.
Since the spirit pact was still empty, it didn't matter.
Mr. Koi had already told Zhu Minglang to raise more young spirits.
That way, with more spirit pacts, there would be more dragons to choose from.
Between dragons, there were actually spiritual chains that were compatible with each other. Some of their abilities could complement each other, and they could even unleash greater power in battle.
The Five Elemental Dragons were the most classic compatible spirit chains.
There were metal-elemental dragons, water-elemental dragons, fire-elemental dragons, wood-elemental dragons, and earth-elemental dragons.
If a dragon shepard could gather these Five Elemental Dragons and use his soul bond to merge their five elements together, he would be able to create a Five Elemental Seal.
This Five Elemental Seal was no different from putting on heavy armor made of gold on the five dragons.
Apart from the compatible spirit chains, there were also other elements, bloodlines, and species that resonated and resonated with each other.
This kind of compatible spirit chain could be considered the highest level of skill a dragon shepard could achieve. Ordinary dragon shepards really couldn't afford to do this. It would be good enough if they could obtain one or two dragons. How could they possibly make all of them perfectly match?
The reason why Mr Koi kept emphasizing the Purple Dragon was because one of the Purple Dragon's abilities was very compatible with the other dragons that Zhu Minglang currently possessed.
As long as he made some slight adjustments to each dragon's element and bloodline, he might be able to form the first compatible spirit chain.
Of course, as a dragon shepard, Zhu Minglang could be said to have a fake compatible spirit chain. That was, he could create perfect high-level dragon armor for each dragon.
Full dragon armor of the highest quality. Yep, yep, this was Zhu Minglang's advantage!
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