"Zheng'er, do not blame your royal father. If you must blame someone... blame that damned Ye Zhen!"
"It was him who drove us to this point. It was him who forced your father to do this!" In the spiritual power hand manifested from the Jade Scale Dragon King's primordial spirit, he clenched the Innate Soul he had just seized from his son Ao Zheng's head. His face had twisted into a savage grimace.
"Even if your father did not take your body, once word spread that your father had lost his body, countless people would pounce upon me to seize my throne.
"Without your father, not only would you not live long, your end would be exceedingly miserable!"
"It is not that your father is heartless. It is that the bodies of other aquatic demons are far too different from those of our dragon race. If I took their bodies, both my cultivation and combat strength would plummet drastically."
"Only your body, Zheng'er, came from the same source as mine. As long as your father obtains your body, I can recover my strength in the shortest possible time."
"Then, your father's life's foundation, the Jade Scale Dragon Palace, can be preserved. Your beautiful concubines, wealth, and palaces can also be preserved. You will still enjoy endless glory and riches!"
"Once your father's strength has completely recovered, I will build you an incomparably luxurious palace. Fine wine and women—you shall have all you could desire!"
"Believe your father. Everything is for our family..."
"Your father will definitely personally slaughter that Ye and avenge this deep hatred..."
As though he were explaining himself, or perhaps seeking reasons for what he had done, the Jade Scale Dragon King poured out those words at his son clenched in his hand. Afterward, he felt much