"So this is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
Di Tian's voice was low, carrying an arrogance that seemed to arise from the depths of his soul.
Beside him, Zi Ji rubbed her hands excitedly. Her tight purple leather outfit outlined her voluptuous figure in exquisite detail.
Hearing Di Tian's question, she craned her neck to peer down below, her brows furrowing slightly.
"Probably... I saw a weird-looking lizard painted on that flag, and it even had lightning around it."
Zi Ji scratched her head, looking eager to give it a try. "How about... you go down and grab someone to ask?"
Di Tian: "..."
Several dark lines unusually slid down his stern face.
As the mighty Beast God, a peerless ferocious beast with over eight hundred thousand years of cultivation, was he supposed to grab some human gatekeeper and ask for directions?
If word of this got back to Star Dou Forest, would he have any dignity left after all those hundreds of thousands of years?
"No need."
Di Tian took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his speechlessness before asking, "But why did we have to choose this place? Why did it have to be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
He pointed toward prosperous Heaven Dou City in the distance, his tone carrying a hint of confusion.
"Based on the information you and Bi Ji brought back, whether it's the royal families of the two great human empires or that Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which one of them isn't richer than this bunch of lightning-playing lizards? Since we're going to... ahem, raise funds, why not go after the richest ones directly?"
When he said the words "raise funds," the corner of Di Tian's mouth visibly twitched.
The great Beast God Di Tian had now fallen so low