The Iron-Winged Corpse Dragon stared greedily at Lu Xiaotian. He had once been a six-winged python demon at the Profound Immortal level, and had nearly perished. By a twist of fate, he had come across a dragon who had almost succeeded in breaking through to the Golden Immortal level.
The Iron-Winged Corpse Dragon had refined that dragon corpse into his own body and switched to cultivating corpse-path techniques. His six wings had become two, and he had ended up looking as he did now.
The Iron-Winged Corpse Dragon's yearning for the Dragon Clan was every bit as strong as Fang Qinlong's.
"Looks like you met Fang Qinlong's remnant soul. He was already in such a sorry state, yet he still wanted to use you to deal with me. He really went to a lot of trouble." Lu Xiaotian smiled at that. Without realizing it, he had become able to face these Golden Immortal-level powerhouses with composure.
He would put Dongfang Yi's matter aside for now. Once he advanced to become a Golden Immortal-level dragon, his strength would be completely stabilized. Though the power of the Dragon Totem was as easy for Lu Xiaotian to wield as his own arm, he had still suffered a setback when faced with an evil thing like the Turbid World Pupil Lotus.
After taking the Dragon-Vessel Heavenly Soul Liquid being used as the formation core, he would discuss things properly with the Nine Capitals Dragon King.
"Rest assured. I may be interested in the Dragon Clan, but I'm not that shameless. I won't fall for Fang Qinlong's scheme of killing with a borrowed knife. Even with this Dragon-Vessel Heavenly Soul Liquid, if circumstances allow, the few of us here can split it evenly. Why ruin the peace over it?" The Iron-Winged Corpse Dragon let out