"Roar! Hurry up! Hurry up!"
Half a day later, in a lush forest, Long Jun took large strides and arrogantly walked in front.
A few hundred meters behind him, the sword tip drooped its head and followed listlessly like a little wife who had been bullied. Its eyes were filled with unconcealable resentment, sorrow, and helplessness.
From time to time, Long Jun would look back, feeling a little high-spirited.
After that fellow was imprisoned, he actually wanted to commit suicide. He didn't even think about his master's methods. In front of him, how could he commit suicide just because he wanted to? As a result, when his suicide attempt was stopped, that fellow was forced to choose the second path given by his master. A "Puppet Soul Seal" was planted in his soul.
In the end, that fellow became a puppet without any mishaps.
As long as he thought of this, Long Jun would feel relieved, and he would also rejoice at his previous choice. If he did not wisely swear an oath to the heavens, he would probably end up the same as that fellow. He swore loyalty, but he was only a servant. He was forced to plant a soul seal, but he was a puppet.
No matter what, a servant was better than a puppet.
This time, the mission that his master had given him and that guy was to use all means possible to find as many other Dragon Clan s as possible, capture them, and send them into his master's space. Their fates would be the same as the guy who stabbed the sword, being planted with a "Puppet Soul Seal", and becoming his master's puppets.
It had no psychological barriers to accepting this mission.
Although this "Heavenly Imperial Dragon Palace" was the world of the Dragon Clan, this clan did not have the slightest bit of unity. The native Dragon Clan s discriminated against, humiliated, and rejected the Dragon Clan s that had ascended to the heavens from the lower realms. The native Dragon Clan s and the lower realms' Dragon Clan s would often bully and fight with each other.
Long Jun had already ascended to the heavens for thousands of years, and had painstakingly stepped into the peak of the Medial Heavenly King Realm. However, in the Dragon City, he still did not have much status.
Regarding this, it had long been deeply dissatisfied. Even if all the other Dragon Clan s died, it would not feel any guilt.
Furthermore, this mission was led by him. No matter how he acted, the sword thrust would have to listen to his orders. The other puppets that would appear in the future would also be led by him.
While he was thinking, Long Jun turned his head to look, only to see that the sword had already descended several thousand meters. He could not help but fly into a rage: "You little reptile, are you still a 'Gale Sword Dragon'? You're even slower than the Spirit Chasing Golden Ant. You're simply a disgrace to your Gale Sword Dragon clan! "
"You …"
The Stinger Sword raised its head in shame and indignation. If this was in the past, how would this bastard dare to speak to it like this?
"You what you? Hurry up and get over here!"
Seeing the appearance of the sword stab, Long Jun felt extremely carefree. He clenched his claws and laughed sinisterly, "If you can't walk, I can help carry you!"
"…"
The sword thrust took a deep breath and glared at Long Jun hatefully. He suppressed the anger in his heart and secretly increased his pace …
…
Cave dwelling, Supreme Mystery Temple.
"Jiu Ling, you should keep this Darkness Mark of yours. You might have to use it in the future."
Tang Huan looked at the little black dragon between Nine Spirits' eyebrows and couldn't help but laugh.
If not for Long Jun's sudden appearance, the Nine Spirits' Darkness Mark would have been refined a long time ago. According to the information provided by Long Jun, after determining that Xiao Budian was in danger, Tang Huan and the nine spirits were in a hurry to cultivate and raise their cultivation. The two of them had actually forgotten about refining the Darkness Mark.
If not for the fact that Long Jun was in danger this time, Tang Huan and the nine spirits would probably still be cultivating inside the "Primal Chaos Source Crystal" and wouldn't have realized this.
However, with a Pterosaur and a Gale Sword Dragon outside, there was no need to rush to refine the Nine Spirits' Darkness Mark. If he kept it, perhaps he would really need it in the future.
"Alright, I'll listen to big brother."
"Big brother's idea is still the best. With Long Jun and the sword thorns working together, even the most powerful peak Heavenly King Stage Dragon Clan would be able to capture them. If there were more peak Heavenly King Stage Dragon Clan s, they would be able to capture Upper Sky King Stage Dragon Clan s!"
"When the number of Upper Sky King Dragon Clan increases, capturing one or two Dragon Sons and Daughters will definitely not be a problem …" That sword thorn is a native Dragon Clan, and its status in Dragon City is even higher. It will definitely be able to contact many Dragon Clan experts. I reckon that it won't be long before it will bring us surprises one after another. "
"That's right, half a year ago, I suddenly found out that Xiao Budian was in danger, and I was momentarily at a loss."
Tang Huan sighed lightly, and said with some regret, "If we had followed this method half a year ago, I reckon that there would already be many peak Medial Heavenly King Stage Dragon Clan, and we would be able to try to capture Upper Sky King Stage Dragon Clan. Fortunately, it's not too late now."
"I used Jianxin's soul force to condense a few 'Puppet Soul Seals'."
His voice paused slightly, then Tang Huan continued, "The Dragon Clan Rankers that Long Jun and the sword thorns have captured, can be dealt with by Jianxin. From now on, we still have to focus on cultivating. No matter how many Dragon Clan puppets there are, they can only play a supporting role at times.
Nine Spirits nodded and said, "Big brother, I have to go outside to cultivate. After cultivating for half a year, the life force in the passage of the 'Primal Chaos Source Crystal' is already somewhat insufficient. If I continue to cultivate, I will absorb the life force of this cave. Although it is a bit dangerous outside, it is more suitable for cultivation."
"Alright, be careful!"
Tang Huan hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "If there is any danger that Long Jun and the sword thorns cannot handle, don't try to be brave, and immediately enter the Illusory Sword Heavenly Palace!"
"I will be careful!"
"..."
After instructing the nine spirits for a while more, Tang Huan finally ordered Jianxin to send her out of the cave. With Long Jun and the sword thorns guarding her, and with Jianxin watching over her at all times, she shouldn't have any accidents. After a while, Tang Huan once again entered the "Primal Chaos Source Crystal" and fused with the mind sculpture.
In half a year, the number of Tang Huan's dao crystals had increased from one hundred and fifty million to more than one hundred and ninety-seven million. With only two million left, she would be able to reach the limit of an Inferior Heavenly King. With so much Chaotic Force, Tang Huan had great confidence and confidence in breaking through to the Intermediate Heavenly King Realm.
Time passed bit by bit …
"Roaaaaaar!"
Suddenly, a low roar interrupted the tranquility of the Great Xuan Lake. The moment a ten thousand meter long dragon with a snake-like head and neck fell down, it was trapped by the spatial cage. Its body was riddled with wounds, and its resistance was extremely weak. After struggling a few times, it was completely imprisoned.
Not long after, the huge dragon was sent out of the cave, but a "Puppet Soul Seal" had already appeared in the depths of its soul.
"Two hundred million dao crystals!"
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