"Though the body of a Primordial True Dragon contained the Dragon Race's origin mark, it was indeed a rare Innate treasure even across the myriad heavens, and certainly held great appeal for cultivators like us."
"The Yu Long Sect's reserves, accumulated over billions of years, along with its many divine weapons, Heavenly Treasures, and Dao inheritances, were likewise enough to drive the top powers of the myriad heavens mad."
"But what use would any of that be to me?"
The Vermilion Bird Supreme parted her red lips and let out a clear, ringing laugh.
She raised her phoenix eyes slightly, swept the other man with a cold glance, and slowly said:
"I have not the slightest interest in the upheaval surrounding the Yu Long Sect, nor do I wish to get involved in this struggle in the shadows. You should return, sir. Don't waste your time here."
If this had happened before, when she had yet to see through the shackles of the Supreme realm, the Vermilion Bird Supreme would have set out at once to fight for such a heaven-sent opportunity, personally hurrying to the Yu Long Sect.
A complete body of a Primordial True Dragon held no small appeal for her, too. With water and fire blending, it could elevate both her bloodline power and the foundation of her Dao, perhaps even make up for some of the flaws in her bloodline.
But that was then, and this was now. Through the opportunity of cultivating together with Jiang Yan day and night for three years, she had glimpsed, within his Origin Dao, that realm of Origin that all the Supremes of the myriad heavens dreamed of attaining.
Now, that wisp of Dao insight hung before her. As long as she grasped it firmly, she could transcend her shackles,