"Nine Golden Dragon Marks!"
Zi Long couldn't believe what he was seeing. He clenched his fists tightly as he stared at Ye Mo. His heart was filled with anger, "This guy is the child of Zi Ning and an outsider. No matter how talented his bloodline is, it's impossible for him to awaken nine Golden Dragon Marks."
His son, Zi Aotian, had awakened his bloodline and condensed seven Dragon Marks, shocking the entire Primordial Azure Dragon Clan. Even the second generation Ancestor had personally received Zi Aotian, and had nurtured him as the next Patriarch.
But now, not only had this so-called mixed bloodline condensed nine Dragon Marks, it was the same Golden Dragon Mark as the first generation Patriarch. He couldn't even imagine how shocked the Ancient Dragon Clan was.
But very quickly, he suppressed his anger and said with a cold smile, "What's the point of condensing more Dragon Marks? It only means that your bloodline is good. If your training talent isn't good enough, you'll still be suppressed by Aotian. "
"Elder Zi Xing, even though I am a mixed-blood, I have condensed nine golden dragon marks. If my mother had not secretly brought me to the Dragon Evolution Pool, none of you would have known that I could condense nine golden dragon marks. My merits outweigh my faults. What else do you have to say?"
Ye Mo stood there quietly, looking around. Seeing everyone's shocked gazes, he felt a sense of pride.
So what if his mother secretly brought him into the Dragon Transformation Pool? So what if his bloodline wasn't pure? Now that he had condensed nine Dragon Marks, it was enough to make up for everything.
"Nine Golden Dragon Marks, the same bloodline talent as the Patriarch," the elder from the Phecda Pavilion said. "His descendants will be able to condense at least eight Dragon Marks. This means that he has once again improved the bloodline of the Ancient Dragon Clan."
It took a long time for everyone to recover from their shock. The elder from the Phecda Pavilion said in surprise.
They all looked at Ye Mo as if he was a monster.
"Now that I have condensed nine Dragon Marks, I should be able to stabilize my mother's position and make her the Patriarch of the Ancient Dragon Clan. That way, I can also be considered a Young Patriarch with a high status."
Displaying nine Dragon Marks would definitely cause everyone's eyes to pop out. If they knew that he still had one Dragon Mark left … He wondered what kind of expression they would have.
But this last Dragon Mark couldn't be revealed so easily. After all, the Patriarch only had nine Dragon Marks.
"You!"
In an instant, Zi Xing's face turned ashen, and he was in a daze. His legs went weak, and he took a step back.
"Haha, to think that a clansman who has condensed nine golden dragon marks has actually appeared in our Primordial Azure Dragon Clan. His bloodline talent is close to the Old Ancestor's. I will definitely report this matter to the elders and the Old Ancestor. This is the heavens blessing my Primordial Azure Dragon Clan. "
Patriarch Zi Kui was so excited that his eyes became hot and tears were about to fall.
Bloodline inheritance was too important to the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan. At this point in time, being able to condense three Dragon Marks was already considered a genius bloodline talent. Ye Mo condensing nine Dragon Marks in one go was enough to raise the bloodline of the entire clan to a whole new level.
"Mo 'er, you've actually condensed nine Dragon Marks. Haha, I've said it before, bloodline power has nothing to do with bloodline density. Now that Mo' er has awakened nine Dragon Marks, let's see what those old farts can say."
Zi Ning laughed heartily. Seeing that her son had such a bloodline talent, she was sincerely gratified. After today, Ye Mo's name would definitely shock the entire clan.
"Now that Ye Mo has awakened nine golden dragon marks, Elder Zi Ning will be absolved of all punishment. Ye Mo will officially become a member of the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan. Tomorrow, I will bring Ye Mo to see the Old Ancestor."
Patriarch Zi Kui made the final decision, and no one dared to have any objections.
Not only was Zi Ning not punished for this incident, but her position in the clan would also be even more secure, as she had a son with a bloodline talent that was close to a monster.
"Hmph, farewell. If Elder Zi Ning has nothing else to do, you can come visit us."
With a flick of his sleeve, Elder Zi Xing brought the two Law Enforcement Hall's elders with him and walked out.
"Ye Mo, I am an elder of the Phecda Pavilion. Are you willing to come and train at the Phecda Pavilion?"
Elder Zi Yunfeng of the Phecda Pavilion walked over with a face full of smiles.
"How can the Phecda Pavilion compare to the Taiyi Pavilion? Ye Mo, if you are willing to come to the Taiyi Pavilion, the Pavilion Master will definitely take you as a personal disciple. Our Pavilion Master is an expert in the Divine Realm."
The Taiyi Pavilion elder said.
"Hmph, are you trying to say that the Cave Yuan Pavilion doesn't have any experts in the Divine Realm? The Cave Yuan Pavilion is the strongest. "
"The Shangqing Pavilion might not be any weaker than you guys, right?"
The four elders began to quarrel.
"I'm afraid that apart from Zi Aotian, he's the only one who can make the four elders fight over him like this."
"In terms of bloodline talent alone, Zi Aotian is far inferior to Ye Mo."
"How enviable."
"To be able to condense nine golden dragon marks, any palace would fight to the death for him."
"If I could have half, or even a third of his bloodline talent, I would be satisfied."
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The surrounding men and women who had just awakened their bloodline powers all stared at Ye Mo, their faces full of envy.
This was especially true for Liu Qingqing. She gritted her teeth as she looked at Ye Mo with a fawning expression on her face.
"All of you, stop fighting. Ye Mo has condensed nine golden dragon marks. He definitely won't train at the Four Pavilions.
"Yes!"
The four elders all lowered their heads. Since the Patriarch had already spoken, wanting to pull the most talented bloodline genius in the history of the Primordial Azure Dragon Clan into their own pavilion was obviously a little whimsical, so all of them obediently shut their mouths.
They all knew that Ye Mo condensing nine dragon marks had won glory for Elder Zi Ning. If it wasn't for her son with such a strong bloodline power, Elder Zi Ning would have been in a very dangerous situation.
Clan leader Zi Kui said a few more words to Ye Mo before leaving. Everyone else also left, but the news of Ye Mo condensing nine dragon marks had already spread far and wide.
"Mo 'er, who would've thought that after entering the Dragon Transformation Pool this time, not only did you recover your cultivation, but you also condensed nine dragon marks."
Returning to the mansion, Zi Ning's face was filled with relief, but then worry appeared on her face. "But you've been too outstanding this time. There will definitely be people trying to frame you. But with you by my side, I don't believe they would dare to do anything to you."
"Mother, don't worry. Being able to train to this level, I've seen all sorts of storms. Whoever dares to bully us will pay the price," Ye Mo said calmly.
Zi Ning reached out and touched Ye Mo's face.
Zi Ning touched Ye Mo's face and said, "You'll be meeting the Patriarch tomorrow. I'm sure you'll receive better treatment than Zi Aotian. There's one more thing you need to pay attention to."
"What is it?"
Ye Mo asked.
"You are a genius who has awakened nine dragon marks. There will definitely be many talented girls in the clan who will be attracted to you," Zi Ning reminded him. "You have to be clear. Ignore those who only want to inherit your bloodline power."
Zi Ning reminded him.
Ye Mo's bloodline power was comparable to the Patriarch's. Any girl in the clan who mated with Ye Mo would definitely have children who would condense eight dragon marks. Not many girls would be able to resist this temptation.
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