Choice: A Third Wood-Nature Spiritual Root!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

"Lord Shadow Devouring Dragon Emperor, your injuries have been preliminarily treated. You may be discharged."

"This is a little gift for you—the fifth volume of Yan Shuang Ying Detective!"

"And there's more! This is our limited-edition Eye of Appraisal. It's highly collectible!"

"We're truly sorry for provoking the dragon race when our Bone Demon boy ascended the throne. At the time, each of us served our own masters. We were merely nobodies pushed forward by the Giant Shell Holy Land and those Aristocratic Clans. Otherwise, how would we have dared provoke the powerful, ancient dragon race?"

Amid wave after wave of praise, the Shadow Devouring Dragon Emperor left in a daze.

For the past three days, he had enjoyed treatment in an emperor-grade VIP ward. A group of people had sung for him, performed for him, cut fruit, told jokes, and shared terrifying nighttime ghost stories.

He had experienced the most attentive care of his life.

And the horror stories they told were spine-chilling and fascinating. Every thread was tightly interwoven, becoming more terrifying the more one thought about them.

"Looks like they aren't bad people after all."

Unable to refuse their warm hospitality, the Shadow Devouring Dragon Emperor left with bags of gifts in his hands. "After all, they were persecuted too. How could such a tiny race have dared to wear dragon robes and sit on the Dragon Throne? Those fools from the Giant Shell Holy Land were simply courting death."

The dragon race was immensely proud, and they would accept softness but never force. This group of bootlicking Bone Demon boys had struck precisely at their weakness.

During the three days the Shadow Devouring Dragon Emperor was being treated,

the corrupted boss, Night Emperor, had ultimately failed.

Xin