The dragon egg was translucent as jade, brimming with essence-the Dragon Clan's purest origin, untouched by even the slightest contamination from heaven and earth.
This was an exceptionally rare treasure.
And this tenth of a dragon, roasted through, gave off a unique aroma that made them swallow involuntarily.
The essence within it was even more astounding.
Their blood could hardly keep from boiling.
Nalan Qing was no different, his eyes almost blazing.
Ever since eating dragon meatballs at Nalan Xiu's place last time, he had been unable to forget that flavor.
Yet the dragon before him smelled several times better than those meatballs.
Most importantly, this dragon was extraordinary. Even roasted, its grade was unquestionably far higher than that of the dragon meatballs last time.
Just then, Ye Qiu said calmly, "The Dragon Clan Great Elder. A Saint Dragon!"
Boom-
The entire Lounge fell utterly silent, yet its temperature suddenly shot up several notches.
Everyone grew hot all over.
Even their panting breaths carried heat.
A Saint Dragon!
How many days of arduous cultivation would a single bite of this meat be worth?
It was unimaginable!
"Just a little trifle. Nothing much. I'm going to die anyway. You bring nothing into this world and take nothing with you when you leave, so I might as well share it with everyone."
Ye Qiu looked sincere, while Nalan Xiu immediately dug out the dragon liver and began devouring it, exclaiming excitedly between bites, "Delicious!"
As he ate, everyone could clearly sense his aura rapidly growing.
This was simply torment!
Far too tempting!
Who wouldn't be moved?
It would have been bearable if they couldn't see it, but the problem was that they could-and it was sitting right before their eyes.
Nalan Xiu was eating with such relish, and the effects were so