Everyone was baffled. "What do you mean, 'Let that dragon go and let me at it'? We couldn't catch it even if we wanted to."
In Yuan Shikai's eyes, Vortigern was no longer a ferocious-looking dragon, but more of a mobile treasure chest.
A dragon's entire body was a treasure trove. Aside from using his life essence blood to cultivate dragonblood grass, there was plenty more to harvest.
His scales, teeth, and claws could all be made into powerful offensive or defensive Mystic Codes.
Even ordinary dragon flesh and blood were rare treasures.
Siegfried had become impervious to weapons after bathing in dragon blood. The white dragon leaned toward the ice element-even the dragon breath he spat out was blue flame. Bathing in his blood could improve resistance to ice.
As for dragon meat, Yuan Shikai hadn't eaten meat of such high quality since his last meal at Qin Shi Huang's place. This was the perfect chance for an outdoor barbecue, with all the meat they could eat.
If Vortigern knew his opponent was already planning how to dispose of his corpse, he would probably fly into a rage.
Just as Yuan Shikai was about to pilot the Mystic Eyes Train into battle and wreak havoc, Ao Run walked over.
Ao Run had actually had her own motives for telling Yuan Shikai so much earlier.
She had thought she could rise to greatness in this Singularity, only for Vortigern to teach her another lesson.
Ultimately, her Flood Dragon bloodline was too low-grade. If she could become a true dragon, could she soar to new heights?
Without some extraordinary opportunity, a Flood Dragon might need thousands, or even tens of thousands, of years of gradual cultivation to become a true dragon.
As for such opportunities, she would either have to consume