Knowing full well a tiger lurked in the mountain, they still headed straight into its lair.
She had only heard the saying before. Today, she finally witnessed it firsthand.
"They knew the Holy Lord had become a Great Emperor, yet still dared to rebel. I truly have no idea who gave them such courage!"
Ye Qingcheng, who had watched everything unfold, simply could not understand.
Their baffling confidence left her deeply puzzled.
She felt they had grown more foolish with age. At a time like this, obediently raising their hands and submitting to Tianyuan was their best option.
Because they had absolutely no chance of winning!
Ye Qingcheng's words went in one ear and out the other.
Chen Mu paid them no mind.
He thought, The Ancient Five Poisons, the Myriad Poisons Pool, forging a Poison Dragon, a Poison Dragon...
They all had something to do with poison.
In that case, could the myriad poisons saint body prove useful?
As a poison-type saint body ranked in the top ten, it would be far too useless if it could not even overcome the arts of a mere Five Poisons Holy Land.
[Rest assured, host. With your current cultivation combined with the myriad poisons saint body, even if they truly forge a Poison Dragon, all their efforts will ultimately be in vain. They will merely be delivering treasure to you for free!]
Hearing the system's timely explanation, Chen Mu went from indifference to mild anticipation.
Dragons were sacred beasts, treasures from head to tail.
Dragon blood could be used in medicines and pills, dragon scales could be forged into precious armor, dragon bones could be refined into divine weapons, and eating dragon flesh could improve one's cultivation...
Precisely for that reason, dragons, which had not been particularly uncommon in ancient