Under Lin Fan's coercion, the Primordial Ancient Dragon, an ancient divine beast, ultimately chose to acknowledge him as its master.
No matter what ancient divine beast you were, no matter what monster that once roamed heaven and earth, before absolute strength, you would ultimately have to lower your proud head.
A satisfied look appeared on Lin Fan's face, and he continued, "Since you've chosen to acknowledge me as your master, then hand over some good things."
"Things like Dragon Clan ruins hiding ancient treasures, or powerful techniques that human cultivators can practice—tell me all of it."
"I never think there's too much. I only think there's too little."
As he spoke, Lin Fan stared fixedly at the Primordial Ancient Dragon.
Anyone who didn't know better would think he was robbing some rich landowner!
The Dragon Clan loved collecting Supreme Treasures—weren't they basically rich landowners?
The Primordial Ancient Dragon was somewhat dumbfounded. Why did this newly acknowledged master of its start spouting such ferocious words the moment he opened his mouth?
The Primordial Ancient Dragon said helplessly, "Master, I had only just awakened a sliver of intelligence. I can't even remember matters from ancient times, much less recall any Dragon Clan ruins or Inherited Techniques."
"To put it bluntly, I don't even possess a single memory fragment of the Primordial Ancient Dragon right now. Where am I supposed to find Supreme Treasures or techniques for you?"
It wasn't deliberately playing dumb. It truly had nothing!
Unless Lin Fan could obtain more ancient dragon essence blood, or let it devour Dragon Clan bloodlines and gather more of the Primordial Ancient Dragon's divine essence from heaven and earth, it would gradually remember many important things.
Lin Fan glared. "Then what use are you to me?"
The Primordial Ancient Dragon shrank its neck and