Long Feng grew anxious upon hearing this and hurriedly said,
"Don't you just want dragon blood? I know someone whose bloodline talent far surpasses mine, likely second only to the Ancestral Dragon Body. If you let me go, I'm willing to help you plot against him. And that woman can be handed over to you as well. Everything is negotiable!"
With life and death hanging in the balance, Long Feng's decision was truly swift and decisive. Never mind how useful Meng Zhao's bloodline was to him, nor the still-unrealized matter of offspring between Meng Zhao and Ao Bing. Living through the present was what mattered.
If there had been only one expert from the Blazing Sun Divine Clan, Long Feng believed he would still have a thirty-percent chance of victory, while his chances of escaping would have been seventy or eighty percent. He would not have feared the other party at all. But now, facing him were two Celestials, both born of the Blazing Sun Divine Clan. He was no match for them; even fleeing was wishful thinking.
Thus, given the reality of the situation, he had to do everything he could to survive. To that end, paying a price and revealing a few secrets were entirely acceptable.
Long Feng was a fairly shrewd man. From the words exchanged by the two Blazing Sun Divine Clan members, he had grasped their intentions and immediately thought of a strategy to divert disaster eastward, shifting the trouble on himself onto Meng Zhao.
Weren't those Blazing Sun Divine Clan members choosing dragon blood to lay the foundation for their son's martial path? His dragon blood was decent, but it was still far inferior to Meng Zhao's. Using Meng Zhao's blood essence for Foundation Establishment would surely make it several levels stronger!
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