Wang Guanglin sat to one side, carefully savoring the delicacies on the table and rarely speaking.
The two brothers were both somewhat well-known in the Wang Family. Wang Guangqi was fond of women and loved beautiful women above all else, while Wang Guanglin loved fine food, followed by sleeping.
"This Jade Dragon Soup tastes pretty good. What a pity it wasn't cooked with Flood Dragon Meat—the word 'dragon' is only in the dish's name."
Wang Guanglin spoke in a regretful tone.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, doesn't your family raise a lot of Flood Dragons? Why not slaughter a Third-Order Flood Dragon?"
A Zhou Family disciple teased him.
"That's different. Our family went to great lengths to breed a Flood Dragon, and its order isn't high. If only we could eat a Fifth Order Flood Dragon, that would be wonderful."
Wang Guanglin shook his head, his face filled with longing.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, I know a place that may have Fifth Order Flood Dragons, but it's very dangerous."
By the end, Zhou Yuting's expression had turned solemn.
"Where?"
Wang Guanglin pressed her.
"The Fallen Spirit Ruins."
Zhou Yuting answered truthfully.
When the Void Sky Race was wiped out, the Lizard Race had also taken part. The Fallen Spirit Ruins had been an important stronghold of the Void Sky Race, protected by layer upon layer of Restrictions. When a large group of experts stormed inside, an Elder of the Void Sky Race activated the Restrictions and perished together with the enemies. That was how the Fallen Spirit Ruins came into being. The Restrictions only entered a weakened period once every ten thousand years or so.
The Fallen Spirit Ruins lay on the border between the Lizard Race and the Yaksha Race. Whenever the Restrictions entered a weakened period, the Lizard Race organized people