Loyal Servants

Huo Ling looked at Vito with equal satisfaction.

In his mind, all sorts of plans and arrangements for Vito had already begun to take shape.

Huo Ling did not keep idlers under his command. He was an entrepreneur who had studied in Purgatory.

He was well versed in every technique for stirring up an employee's desire to strive.

Now that this legendary dragon, Vito, had fallen into his hands, not a scrap of his value would go to waste.

If he wanted magic stones, he had to work. And that work did not merely mean serving in the army and fighting for Huo Ling.

He had to eat more and defecate more. The dung of a legendary dragon was worth far more than ordinary dragon dung, and the magical medicines cultivated with it were more effective as well.

His blood could be drawn now and then to speed up his metabolism.

Legendary dragon blood was an excellent choice for brewing potions or inscribing magic scrolls.

Shed claws and teeth could be used to forge weapons.

Aged scales could be used to make leather armor with even more formidable magic resistance.

Sometimes, Vito could even be sent out for a little side work, producing some draconic hybrids.

Although draconic hybrids could also be created through the radiation infection of dragons, crossbreeding was still much faster.

From now on, Vito would no longer be part of the shameful exploiting class. He was a great laboring dragon. Every magic stone he ate, every magic stone he used, even the magic stones spread beneath him as a bed—

Every last one of those magic stones required Vito's labor.

It was all so glorious, so honorable!

Poor Vito was still immersed in his hopes and fantasies for the future, completely unaware of the kind of