In the span of a few breaths, the Dragon Transformation Pool's spiritual liquid within three feet of Wei Tu was frantically devoured by his Dao-Forging Immortal Source Scripture, changing from dark red to a watery pale color before vanishing completely.
Fortunately, this Dragon Transformation Pool spanned several zhang. The water farther away quickly flowed back in, once again tightly enveloping Wei Tu's dharma body.
Yet, visible to the naked eye, the water level had dropped by roughly a fist's height compared to when Wei Tu had first entered.
One quarter-hour.
Two quarter-hours...
After half an hour, another enormous quantity of Dragon Transformation Pool spiritual liquid had been devoured by Wei Tu. His dharma body resembled a black hole, impossible to fill with spiritual liquid.
"It's dropping too quickly." Two hours later, Wei Tu noticed this and frowned slightly, slowing the rate at which the Dao-Forging Immortal Source Scripture refined the Dragon Transformation Pool's spiritual liquid.
He had not forgotten that this Dragon Transformation Pool spiritual liquid was also exceedingly precious to Shaluo. It was the crucial resource for her to purify her bloodline.
It did not matter much if he took a little more.
But if he ruined this woman's "bloodline evolution," the Dark Snake Clan that was currently on good terms with him, along with the other two clans, would likely turn hostile at once and come seeking repayment from him.
At that time, even if he truly were a "Body Integration seed" secretly cultivated by the nine great tribes, he would not escape reckoning.
—Because this would amount to incurring the wrath of all the dragon-descended clans. Purifying one's bloodline at the Dragon Transformation Assembly was an exceptionally sacred and important matter to the dragon-descended clans. Not even the royal family of the noble Feather Dragon Clan could