"If anyone from my clan sees this, you will be punished," Nan Lingsha said calmly.
"???" Zhu Minglang was utterly confused.
What did the Nan Clan have to do with a dragon that he had sacrificed his future for?
"The Forest Dragon Clan originated from the ancient Sacred Wood Spirit. After it merged with the Forest Dragons, the Forest Dragon Clan was born. Only a few of the Forest Dragons have inherited the bloodline of the ancient Sacred Wood Spirit. Most of them are Giant Dragons, but if they could grow, the Sacred Wood Azure Dragon would become the leader of the Forest Dragons. What a pity … "Nan Lingsha said.
The Sacred Wood Azure Dragon — the name alone was extraordinary!
No wonder the little guy's blood had turned blue after changing its blood, and its dead skin had turned into the skin of a Spiritual Wood Spirit. If it weren't for its eyes, mouth, and nose, which were clearly the characteristics of a living creature, Zhu Minglang would have thought the little guy was going to turn into a Solid Wood Dragon!
He was indeed a genius in dragon husbandry. He had discovered another treasure!
But why did Nan Lingsha say it was a pity?
"What's a pity?" Zhu Minglang asked. He could hardly contain the joy in his heart.
"I can see that its aura is extremely weak. It must have been severely injured during the important stages of its birth and growth. Even if it reaches its peak in the future, it won't be able to unleash the true power of the Sacred Wood Azure Dragon," Nan Lingsha said.
"Well …" Zhu Minglang smiled wryly.
It was a remnant dragon, and would accompany it for its entire life.
As a matter of fact, Old Mister Wu had told him the same thing. It was why he had scolded him for using Ling Yue so carelessly.
Luckily, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Even if it was a remnant dragon, it would still be much stronger than other Forest Dragons. Perhaps there would be some kind of fortuitous encounter in the future that could make up for little Qing Zhuo's injuries?
Little Qing Zhuo didn't pay much attention to the conversation between the two. It used its clumsy claws to lift up the bottle of Phoebe Nanmu juice and wanted to lick the remaining contents clean. As a result, its skinny body lost its balance and rolled backward, almost knocking over all the bamboo ink bottles …
Zhu Minglang didn't have time to stop it. Just as the little fellow was about to knock over all the precious colored ink, the various fragrant inks in the bamboo ink bottle suddenly seemed to come alive and floated into the air.
Green ink, red ink, purple ink, water blue ink, and cloud ink were as soft as silk under the light. They wrapped around this gentle and beautiful beauty. Some of the ink had been knocked over, but it didn't spill at all. Nan Lingsha stood there quietly, like a celestial painting. She was extremely beautiful.
The Little Azure Holy Dragon had knocked over the empty bamboo vase. They collided with each other and made a pleasant sound.
"Excuse me, excuse me." Zhu Minglang withdrew his gaze. It was unclear whether he was apologizing for staring at her in a daze, or because the little azure dragon had knocked over his ink. He hurriedly straightened the scattered bamboo vase on the ground.
Nan Lingsha looked at the bamboo vases. Only then did she turn the ink into silk and return it to the bamboo vases. Her eyes, which had become exceptionally bright, slowly regained their calm luster at this moment.
"I still need to practice painting here," said Nan Lingsha.
"It's cold at night. Miss, please be careful." Zhu Minglang said politely. Then, he picked up Little Azure Holy Dragon, who was still unwilling to leave, and walked towards the stairs.
"Okay," Nan Lingsha replied coldly. Her gaze was no longer on the painting in front of the table.
Zhu Minglang walked towards the stairs. He suddenly remembered something just as he was about to step down. He turned around and said, "Oh right, Yunzi, where did you get this cedar wood …"
"I'm Nan Lingsha."
"Excuse me, excuse me." Zhu Minglang gave himself a huge slap in the face in his heart.
To be honest, Zhu Minglang thought Nan Lingsha was still acting. After all, when he saw her at night, her aura was calm and cold. When they met before, Zhu Minglang completely felt that Nan Lingsha was like June's rain, fickle and unpredictable …
However, she had put everything away now. Even though she looked gentle and calm, she was cold and aloof in her bones.
She no longer looked like Li Yunzi. Zhu Minglang felt that it was her.
Zhu Minglang was too embarrassed to ask about the cedar wood. He quickly left with the little Azure Dragon, who had eaten its fill.
"Different Divine Mortal Powers. They should be different people," Zhu Minglang mumbled to himself after they left the bamboo forest.
To be honest, Zhu Minglang still felt that the person he met was Li Yunzi. He remembered when he first met Li Yunzi, some of her words made Zhu Minglang very confused. He even thought that she had contracted some illness that made her different from her personality …
It seemed like he was overthinking it.
Li Yunzi's Divine Mortal Powers and Nan Lingsha's were two completely different abilities. It was basically impossible for a person to have two Divine Mortal Powers. It was just like how a Divine Mortal Master couldn't be a dragon master. If they both had potential, they would have to give up on one of them.
Come to think of it, Zhu Minglang felt that Nan Lingsha and Li Yunzi's demeanors were quite different. Nan Lingsha's tone was gentle and had a sense of propriety, while Li Yunzi's voice was cold and indifferent.
But then again, the Nan Lingsha at night and the Nan Lingsha during the day were two completely different people … Perhaps this was June's Rain's fickle personality.
She said that she would act like they were old friends at first sight. Why was there no one else? She was like this at night. She didn't even tell him where the cedar wood juice was.
Zhu Minglang had asked Fang Niannian to help him find cedar wood juice a few days ago. There was good nectar, but there wasn't much cedar wood in the entire Zulong City. Therefore, he finally saw Nan Lingsha using cedar wood to make green ink.
'Forget it. I'll ask next time.
It's probably too late. Nan Lingsha needs her reputation too. '
…
…
If he woke up early in the morning, he could be vigorous.
White ice filled the air, but it couldn't cool Zhu Minglang's enthusiasm to continue working hard for his radiance.
He made some plans.
Bai Qi's adulthood was the key. If nothing went wrong, Bai Qi's strength would at least reach the level of a Dragon Master. An arrogant and despotic person like Luo Xiao was nothing in front of a Dragon Master.
Looking at his attitude towards Li Ying, he knew that Li Ying should be a Dragon Master level powerhouse.
According to the book, it took about a year for Bingchen Bailong to mature. Now that his spiritual power had become stronger, this time would be shortened to eight months. If he could find some corresponding Earthly Treasures and feed them with high-quality nectar, it would only take half a year.
After half a year, he would have nothing to fear.
Next was Big Black Tooth's growth.
Big Black Tooth could compete with low-level Dragon Generals with the powerful Silver-Azure Dragon Armor. However, Zhu Minglang still hoped that it could reach the level of a Dragon General. Then, with the support of the Dragon Armor, it wouldn't be a problem to fight Luo Xiao's Gilt Fire Dragon alone.
Soul Orbs and Dragon Orbs were very good support. He should be able to afford them with the money he had. Of course, he could also collect better materials to strengthen the Dragon Armor. Big Black Tooth would be even stronger.
As for the Sacred Wood Azure Dragon, it had great potential. If it hadn't fallen off the cliff, it probably wouldn't be inferior to Bingchen Bailong when it matured.
He had to find cedar wood as soon as possible and feed it more. A remnant dragon would be enough to crush those mixed-blood dragons!
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