But if we were talking about the Xuanwu Race, their thought processes were also quite different.
The Four Great Divine Beasts each had their own shortcomings. Their personalities tended toward slow starts, dullness, and laziness.
They did not have to work and could simply sleep—sleep right into the Blacksmith Shop. Could there really be such a good deal?
This was probably what those smiths called lying down and winning, right?
Recently, he had also been touring the various regions and had seen those Chosen of Destiny scrambling over a single quest, hammering themselves, going to the Blacksmith Shop to serve as materials, and frantically leaping into the forge!
With someone else taking the lead, he did not feel that his dignity had been damaged.
Xuanwu Emperor could not help saying, "Good. Thank you, Xi Rong forces. Our race has more than a hundred Transforming Self Realm experts at the peak, and several hundred One Heart Realm experts. There are even more at the lower realms."
"I will have them log in as little black tortoises with Xuanwu bloodlines, sleep in the small worlds for several hundred years, then return to the Blacksmith Shop and keep shining and contributing to our 'Sword Forging Manor.'"
This?
The Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor beside him instantly changed expression.
This old turtle is a little sinister.
He had so many clansmen hidden away?
Although our dragon race was reputed to be the most prolific, we also died in great numbers. When the tree grew too big, the wind would lash it.
The Xuanwu Race reproduced slowly, but they had long lifespans and almost never lost their clansmen. Throughout history, they had never shown up for any battles, spending most of their time sleeping—sleeping their way to greater strength.
White Tiger Emperor's expression also shifted slightly. He