By the time the lovemaking ended, it was already night. A round, enormous moon hung in the night sky, its reflection rippling in the river with shimmering white light. The evening breeze drifted gently by, and the night was tranquil.
Long Hao'er's face was flushed crimson as she gazed at Zhao Fu worshipfully from his arms. "Master! I never imagined you were also the young lord of the Dragon Race. If I had known, how would I have dared attack you? I would have long since obediently surrendered beneath you."
"Also, Master, your body is truly too powerful. Even as a Dragon Race member, I couldn't bear it. When we reach the Demon Sea, I'll introduce several good sisters to serve you with me. They will surely obediently submit to you."
"Young lord of the Dragon Race?"
Hearing those words, Zhao Fu looked puzzled. He did not understand what Long Hao'er meant. How had he become the young lord of the Dragon Race?
Long Hao'er was the demonic dragon from before.
Seeing Zhao Fu's baffled expression, Long Hao'er said strangely, "Master! You don't know? Not only do you possess the Demon Race's supreme Imperial Star, but within your body's bloodline, you also have the highest bloodline among dragons, called Billion Supreme Dragon Emperor Blood."
Upon hearing this unfamiliar term, Zhao Fu became even more confused. He had never obtained such a bloodline, nor had he sensed that he possessed one. How did Long Hao'er know?
Seeing that Zhao Fu truly did not know, Long Hao'er was somewhat surprised and explained, "Master! That trace of Billion Supreme Dragon Emperor Blood has already fused into one with you. It is too faint to notice; I only discovered it when we made love."
"Also, although that trace of Billion Supreme Dragon Emperor Blood