Humans, You Enslave My Son!

Dragons are proud and domineering, and the young dragons raised on Dragon Island should perfectly inherit these excellent qualities of the dragon race.

However, the Little Fatty's cry of "Dad" just now stunned the black dragon for a moment. When he came to his senses, the first thought that came to his mind was: This child is so flexible and shameless, he will surely be a great enemy of the dragon cub in the future.

It's best not to let it live; it's safer to eliminate this Little Fatty Bronze Young Dragon beforehand.

It is flexible, shameless, and witty, unlike a normal young dragon.

To be precise, they are clever, unlike the dragons in human imagination.

The word "Dad" stunned him.

"Father, listen to my advice. This impure-blooded dragon is not worth your efforts in raising. If you really want to raise a dragon, raise me, Father. I am Pure-Blooded Dragon. If you are willing to raise me and let me inherit your legacy, I will surely become your pride in the future!!! Father? Father?! Did you hear what I said? If you don't speak, do you think what I said makes sense? Then I'll take this impure-blooded fellow out of the medicine pot first, and I'll go in and soak him."

The Bronze Young Dragon flapped its wings, its vertical pupils turning red. It could clearly see the potion in the cauldron transforming into pure energy, slowly seeping into the dragon's scales and penetrating its body.

You can clearly see the potion's power transforming into energy. This level of medicinal bath would make not only him envious, but also the other young dragons on Dragon Island envious.

"You'd better chop wood for me honestly."

Lance grabbed the Little Fatty dragon by its tail and pulled the shameless baby dragon down.

"No, Dad, you can't be biased."

"I don't want a son like you."

The Bronze Young Dragon was furious. How dare a human look down on him, a Pureblood Young Dragon?

They don't even look down on impure-blooded young dragons, so why would they look down on him, a Pureblood Young Dragon?

"Why?"

"First, you slid down to your knees too quickly. You're acknowledging me as your father for the sake of benefits. If I really let you become my son, I'm afraid that one day when you can no longer get any benefits from me, you'll start calling me an old man."

Secondly, it's not worth raising you, especially a male dragon cub like you. When you get older, you'll fall in love and get married. If your future mother-in-law, a female dragon, demands millions of gold coins to marry her daughter, that's a problem.

I can't come up with that much money.

"You're talking nonsense! My own father said that you don't need to pay to get a wife, you can just rob her. Especially girls from the human world, they're even easier to rob, you don't even need to rob them. Some human girls know that I'm a dragon, and they'll even beg to become my familiar and date me."

???

Lance was shocked. Was this how the Bronze Young Dragon's father usually taught him? This was the process of raising an evil dragon.

"Go back and tell your father that times have changed. The methods he taught you are no longer effective. If you continue to act recklessly in the human world according to what your father taught you, it won't be long before you are put in a pot."

"Would you like me to take a medicinal bath?"

"Add scallions, ginger, and garlic, and stir-fry."

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Damn it, he's already calling him "father," why does this despicable human still look down on him?

This medicinal bath smells so good.

Those few times I called him "Dad" were for nothing.

The Bronze Young Dragon gritted its teeth and added fuel to the fire, having previously completely disregarded this impure-blooded dragon.

Even though this guy ambushed him, knocked him unconscious, and brought him here, he didn't think this young dragon was qualified to be his enemy.

Now, this impure-blooded young dragon in the pot is qualified to be his enemy.

She encountered a powerful human who treated her exceptionally well, even giving her a medicinal bath.

They eat three meals a day, entirely according to human standards.

And the food was so good.

Despite being a young dragon with impure blood, its body was very robust, and when its claws were clenched into fists, its thick dragon arms were full of power.

I didn't understand before.

Now I understand. They were trained by humans, and after the training, they were given a bowl of dark green supernatural potion.

Occasionally, it also takes medicinal baths. If the resources of a strong human are good enough, they can completely evolve this impure-blooded young dragon into Pureblood Young Dragon.

What a waste of resources! In the Little Fatty's eyes, Lance using a lot of extraordinary magical potions to cultivate a young dragon with impure bloodline was a complete waste of resources.

If this human were willing to use equal resources to nurture him, the benefits he could gain would far exceed those of this impure-blooded fellow.

They will be stronger than those with impure bloodlines in the future.

hateful.

Why is this impure-blooded baby dragon so lucky?

"Calm down, your resentment has become tangible."

"I can't stay calm!"

Lance took out a hammer from his Space Ring and smashed it down on the Little Fatty's head. The Little Fatty's dragon claw movements froze, and he fell straight onto the beach.

When resentment becomes materialized, it can easily affect the medicinal bath.

After knocking the Little Fatty, Lance blew a breath, and the warm breeze dispelled the resentment above the medicine pot.

At such a young age, where does such resentment come from?

He's too possessive.

We'll have to tell the dragon cub to be careful around this Little Fatty from now on.

This Little Fatty received the education of a traditional evil dragon, but his own ability to be flexible, shameless, hypocritical, and adaptable is enough to help him resolve some crises and even turn them into opportunities.

The dragon cubs are not up to the task.

She lacks adaptability and has a somewhat awkward personality. Even after more than a year together, she's still too embarrassed to call him "Daddy Dragon."

Look at the Little Fatty; just one medicinal bath was enough to make him put aside his dragon pride and call a human "Dad."

It's hard to comment.

He didn't intend to force his dragon cub to learn from the Little Fatty. The Little Fatty had his merits, and his dragon cub wasn't entirely useless either.

She is not a picky eater.

Don't be lazy when studying.

Practice with self-discipline.

There's no need to force the dragon cub to learn from others.

There's no need to compare the dragon cubs with other baby dragons.

There's nothing to compare yourself to.

It's not unacceptable that the dragon cub from Dragon Island is currently more outstanding than his own.

When he lived in the human world, he saw far too many people who liked to compare their children with other people's children.

They are both five or six-year-old children.

Some parents hear others say that so-and-so's child can write their own name, count, and so on. When they get home and see their own child playing there, they might grumble, "So-and-so's child can write their own name and count. Look at you, all you do is play in the mud. Can't you come home and practice writing your own name?" It's hard to judge this kind of thing.

After all, he didn't have children back then, so he naturally couldn't experience the worries and anxieties of parents. It's not wrong to want your child to be better than their peers and to acquire some knowledge in advance.

But constantly comparing your child to other people's children can be a bit annoying.

To be honest, for a fleeting moment, he did have the idea of having the dragon cub learn from the Little Fatty Bronze Young Dragon. However, he quickly dismissed that thought.

Different upbringing environments.

Different experiences.

What good would it do for the dragon cub to change its mindset and behavior? It's better to just be itself and be happy.

His requirements for the dragon cubs weren't actually that high.

If we can outlive him, that's fine.

As for how he ascended to the throne of the Dragon Emperor step by step from the head of the Dragon Island Giant Dragon, that was just something he said offhand.

The baby dragon in the medicine pot woke up, and upon seeing her predicament, she instinctively screamed.

She's soaking in the big pot.

Besides the magic potion, there were also some random monsters and Source Beast in the water. With the bubbles rising from the pot from time to time, the young dragon's first thought was that someone wanted to eat her.

Her second thought was that her human identity had been exposed. Lance threw her into a pot to boil. "Don't move around, just soak in there. These potions will not only strengthen your dragon body, but also repair your dragon body's injuries. Besides these, there are many other benefits, but I won't tell you them one by one."

"Huh? Oh, oh, oh?"

Oh, it's a medicinal bath.

She was terrified.

They thought Lance had discovered she was human and was going to cook her.

Why did the Little Fatty faint?

"He wanted me to be his father, but I refused, and he was furious."

The young dragon blinked its purple-gold vertical pupils a few times, nodded, and pretended to believe it.

The big bump on the Little Fatty's head must be from a mosquito bite.

"The potatoes are almost harvested. Once Little Fatty has finished harvesting the rest, we'll take him back."

"Huh? Aren't you afraid he'll tell his father about what happened here? Should we erase his memory of Black Dragon Island?"

"No, there's no need for that."

"Oh."

The young dragon fell silent, quietly experiencing the benefits of the medicinal bath, and the pain in its body seemed to be subsiding.

She got terribly beaten by that monster within the area.

As Imperial Princess, this was the first time in her life she had been beaten by a monster, aside from being beaten by a dragon. "I'll sleep in the pot tonight."

"???"

The baby dragon slept in the pot for one night.

The next day, after completing his daily tasks as promised, the young dragon lay on the turtle's back, holding paper and pen, looking at the sea, and drawing to relax.

Around 4 PM, she entered the domain and practiced the Black Dragon Ascending to Heaven Fist within the Milky Way, comprehending the sword intent.

As darkness fell, the Little Fatty Bronze Young Dragon finished harvesting the potatoes in the field.

I can finally go back.

He will be able to see his father tomorrow.

Lance didn't lie to the Little Fatty; he returned to Saint Lan the next day.

Not long after returning to the Saint Blue Villa, Ticia appeared in the villa's courtyard with a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had Bronze Dragon horns on his head and a dragon tail behind him.

He is the father of the Little Fatty, a Bronze Dragon.

The Little Fatty transformed into a dragon-man. Upon seeing his father, he let out a howl, cried, and threw himself into the middle-aged man's arms, accusing Lance and telling his father everything he had experienced on Black Dragon Island over the past few days.

He hoped his father could teach this powerful human a lesson.

In his heart, his father was a powerful dragon.

"Defeating human powerhouses is child's play, isn't it?" "Grand Duke Saint Blue, I think you should give me an explanation for this."

"I'll help you temper this little guy's character. You should know that your son violated the laws of my Holy Blue that night. If he weren't a dragon, I would have already sent him to jail."

"Did you build the Dragon God Temple?"

"It was my people who suggested building a Dragon God Temple, and I sculpted the Dragon God Statue. Also, watch your tone. This is Holy Blue, not Dragon Island, and I am not one of your followers. If you continue to be so aggressive, you can take this Little Fatty with you and leave."

Saint Blue does not welcome you.

Bronze Pure-Blooded Dragon Melbourne, walked directly to Lance and sat down. "That little dragon behind you is quite nice. Let her come with me. My son needs a familiar."

"She is my adopted child."

"You are human, she is a young dragon, she is not your offspring. You raise her only so that she can become your mount."

I don't know the baby dragon, but I know humans.

Lance picked up the teacup on the coffee table and took a sip of tea.

Under normal circumstances, it's not surprising to have such thoughts. If it were him, he would also use such thoughts to maliciously speculate about humans.

Unfortunately, he wasn't human, and when he raised the baby dragon, he truly treated her as his own child.

"If you said you would raise the young dragon as your own, I might consider it, but you want my child to be your son's dependent."

To be honest, I'm already itching to teach you a lesson. If all Pure-Blooded Dragon from Dragon Island are like you, then you'd better not appear in Holy Blue anymore, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist beating you up. Besides, my opinion of you is even lower than your son's. I think your son will be more successful than you in the future."

The Little Fatty was smug when he heard Lance's words, but he quickly realized something was wrong. Why was he so smug?

Why should he be complacent when humans praise him?

Hateful!

His father is far more outstanding than him!

"My father is more outstanding than me!"

"You're hopeless. You lack the ambition to surpass your father. When you grow up, you'll probably end up just like him."

Melbourne, a purebred Bronze Dragon, stared into Lance's eyes. This human was incredibly bold, showing no reverence for dragons whatsoever.

The Golden Dragon Austin said that this Grand Duke Saint Blue was of average strength, only possessing the skill to transform into a black dragon, but he could not maintain the dragon form for long.

Why did he dare to provoke this Bronze Dragon like that? Did he think that Bronze Dragon were inferior to Golden Dragon? "You enslaved my son, shouldn't you pay a price?"

Lance stared at the Bronze Dragon Melbourne for a while, put down his teacup, and sighed, "Since you say I enslave your son, fine, then let me show you whether I have enslaved your son or not."

A Memory Crystal Ball flew out of Lance's Space Ring and floated in the void.

Little Fatty saw the crystal ball, a bad feeling instantly arose in his heart.

A crystal ball suspended in the void projected a light screen, and the Little Fatty's figure appeared on the light screen.

In the light screen, Little Fatty is chopping wood and starting a fire. In front of him is a medicine pot, and inside the medicine pot is a baby dragon.

Upon seeing this, the Little Fatty's expression instantly changed!

That damned human actually harmed him! [You're not my son, why would I let you take a medicinal bath?]

"Dad, I want to take a medicinal bath."

That night, the conversation between the Little Fatty and Lance was projected onto Melbourne's screen.

What?! This is the "enslavement" his rebellious son talks about?! This little brat is even calling Grand Duke Saint Blue his human father!!!

He even accused others of enslaving him?!