"It's all thanks to you."
After moving a little farther away from the other six great ferocious beasts and Di Qiu'er, Di Tian stood with his hands behind his back and expressed his gratitude.
Just as he had said earlier, the emergence of Cloning Technology had given the soul beasts a safeguard. Whatever happened in the future, even if he was gone, as long as this technology remained, the soul beasts would always have a thread of hope.
"No need to thank me."
Liu Yuan calmly shook his head. "This is the ideal I uphold—harmonious coexistence."
Given his identity as the Son of Nature, Di Tian had no reason to doubt him.
Just then, he extended his hand. Using his dragon claws, he broke through his scales and slit his skin. Blood flowed from the wound and gathered into a ball.
Seeing this, Liu Yuan immediately understood Di Tian's train of thought and felt an urge to laugh. A second later, however, he firmly held it back.
He merely pointed at the blood, his tone peculiar. "You're not planning to have me use your genes to clone a whole bunch of black dragons to revive the true dragons, are you?"
Di Tian looked puzzled. "Would that not work?"
"Well—it would."
Liu Yuan hesitated, but with a quick turn of his thoughts and a flash of inspiration, he immediately came up with a new idea.
"Actually, you could have these little black dragons reproduce with various soul beasts, then select the offspring with pure true dragon bloodlines and repeat the cycle. Before long, your true dragons should be able to make a comeback."
"Then you'd be the dragon progenitor."
Despite the teasing in those words, Di Tian wasn't annoyed. What he felt most was helplessness.
"Sigh... There's no other way."
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