Nether Dragon's arrival gave Jiang Changkong some understanding of the Star Path.
He did not need to care about martial artists who had only just stepped onto the Star Path.
There were quite a few Immortal Palace strongholds. Once he perfected his martial arts, or stepped onto the Star Path himself—
With a single attribute, he would likely be no weaker than those at the early Star Path.
The man and dragon returned to where the machines were. Nether Dragon lay beside one of them, immensely curious.
"This thing can process Star Crystals?" Nether Dragon smacked his lips, finding it incredibly wondrous. "It's so fast. You just put them in, and that's it."
"Do you usually stay still in Yellow Springs?" Jiang Changkong asked.
Nether Dragon turned to glance at him. "When there's nothing to do, I can't be bothered to move. I need to comprehend the Great Dao."
"Then why were you willing to move now?"
Jiang Changkong was certain now. This was a shut-in dragon.
And a seasoned shut-in at that—one who could stay home for years, even over a decade, without budging.
Feng Qixing cut in, "A Star Saint's corpse is much faster than cultivation for him. Of course he came out."
Nether Dragon nodded repeatedly. "Brother Changkong, whose grave are we digging up later?"
Jiang Changkong: "..."
Don't go thinking about digging graves and robbing tombs at every turn. Though I want to as well, there's no information.
He did not know where any other ruins might be.
Still, Nether Dragon needed corpses. Would skeletons work too?
Should he trick him into going back and take him to the Ancient Battlefield?
"Do you want bones?" Jiang Changkong asked. "Nothing but bones, no flesh or blood left."
"If there are enough of them, and their energy and