Qiguan Shande muttered to himself:
"Is that any way to ask to borrow something? Is that any way to ask to borrow something?"
Though he kept grumbling, he still took out a brocade box and handed it to Zhao De.
Zhao De opened it, took a look, and smiled with satisfaction.
At the same time, Pei Jinye sighed softly:
"Junior Brother, I lost. Help me put my head back on."
Yang Ling snapped out of it and hurried to reattach his head.
I never thought Pei Jinye would be classified as a dragon...
Right. The word "dragon" appeared four times on his Attribute Panel!
Dragonblood Swordsman, Ninefold Dragonblood Sword Scripture, Dragonblood Sword Technique, Wandering Dragon Hundred-Step Movement Technique!
All those key attributes have "dragon" in them. Is he trying to train himself into an actual dragon?
Yang Ling looked at Pei Jinye, who was shaking his head and checking his neck, with a strange glint in his eyes.
He still had great faith in the Divine Realm. Since it had classified Pei Jinye as a dragon-type exotic beast,
that meant some fundamental part of him must have already ceased to be human.
"Junior Brother, that Dragon Slayer Saber Technique of yours is truly something."
Pei Jinye looked impressed. The wound on his neck had already faded away, then vanished entirely.
He had not even had time to react before that strike took off his head.
And that was despite being prepared and giving the fight his full attention.
If Yang Ling used that technique again, Pei Jinye would still have no way to avoid being beheaded!
"You're too kind. You gave me the chance, Senior Brother. With your cultivation, I'd never have had an opening otherwise."
Yang Ling spoke modestly.
Feeling that he had recovered some face, Pei Jinye immediately