Four Levels, Incubation Begins

Uncle Boya stamped his feet and cursed furiously. Chaos-Hole Ancestral Dragon had given his heart to Ling Xiao; by all rights, his flesh should have been divided up for him.

Wasn't that perfectly reasonable?

Yet that old bastard could not be bothered with him at all, not even sparing him a glance.

"He's already dead, yet he won't hand over his body to be put to good use. What a complete waste!"

Uncle Boya cursed bitterly, his lips trembling with rage. He had obtained four inheritance light orbs, which should have been quite good. If not for Ling Xiao as a comparison, he would have felt very happy.

But Ling Xiao had not only obtained a supreme treasure like the Chaos Void Dragon Nest—he had even received an extra egg.

He was so envious that he was practically drooling.

"Big rat, you really are a dog. The man's already dead, and you still won't even let him keep an intact corpse?" Ling Xiao mocked with a sneer.

At that, Uncle Boya abruptly turned to him, astonishing light gleaming in his eyes.

"Ling Xiao, do you remember the promise we made back then? Share blessings together, shoulder hardship together, and split benefits down the middle."

He began playing the sentiment card.

"That's right, but the Chaos Void Dragon Nest was originally my inheritance. You have one too; back then, we each chose according to our own abilities. As for the dragon egg, Chaos-Hole Ancestral Dragon entrusted it to me. I can't exactly give it to you, can I? Otherwise, I'd become a man who breaks his word."

Ling Xiao explained patiently. The rat's gaze was rather frightening, blood-red as though he wanted to eat someone. He had to soothe him a little—if he threw down the burden and quit, they would