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Selling Flying Dragon Bones?

Wu Heng hadn't expected that.

The Association, along with some countries and races, had protection laws for corpses and bones.

But they did not include magical beasts or wild animals.

Among the finely crafted ornaments sent by merchants were decorations made from animal bones.

Whether Flying Dragon remains fell under that category was hard to say.

If they did, they probably would not fall under corpse protection laws, but under the Necromancer Restriction Act.

The Dragon Trafficking Team was rather interesting.

Treasure Island had recently become quite prominent in the surrounding region, yet they had proactively come to do business with him, a Necromancer.

They were sharp-minded. No wonder they could make money.

Wu Heng became interested as well and asked, "How many Flying Dragon corpses do you have?"

"A great many. If you need a large quantity, we can even dig up all the corpses we buried in the past," the man said excitedly.

With the pirates in the Emerald Sea gone, the Dragon Trafficking Team's business had also been affected.

If they could establish ties with Treasure Island, it would definitely be a good trade route.

They could sell the Flying Dragons normally, then sell off the corpses afterward as well. That was extra income.

Wu Heng nodded and glanced at him. "Can you make this decision?"

"Before I came, the leader gave me full authority. Lord Island Master, please rest assured," the other man said seriously.

"Good. Tell me the price."

"Adult Flying Dragons can reach Level 13. They can fly, are physically powerful, and possess a certain degree of deterrent force." The man explained the Flying Dragons' traits before naming his price. "Seven hundred Silver Coins per corpse. For corpses below level 10, we'll charge you five hundred Silver Coins."

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