"This flood dragon does look tasty, but its meat definitely won't be as fragrant as Suanni meat. It isn't a Primordial Remnant Species, so its true blood can't possibly compare!" another snot-nosed child added.
Over the past two days, they had eaten Suanni meat and undergone baptisms in true blood. Their standards had soared sky-high. They thought they were speaking very quietly, but the powerful visitors had heard them all the same.
Whether they belonged to the Purple Mountain Race, the Thunder Race, or the Flood Dragon Race from Luofu Great Marsh, the visitors all felt a little unhinged. Had they misheard?
They had only just arrived, and this village had already taught them a lesson!
These children casually ate Suanni meat, and now they were turning up their noses at this mighty flying flood dragon? This was an extraordinarily terrifying Fierce Beast. Even ordinary experts were nowhere near its match!
Only true cultivators could handle Fierce Beasts of that level!
Could someone like that live in this village?
That scholar?!!
For a moment, their hearts pounded wildly. Could that scholar really be a powerful cultivator?
"Uncle Luo, why didn't you tell us we had visitors?"
"Yeah, exactly!"
"That fellow under the tree is your uncle? Perfect! I was looking for someone to take revenge on. Since he's your uncle, I'll teach you lot a lesson instead!
"You wild brats don't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is!" Jiao Peng, the Flood Dragon Race youth who had dismounted from the flood dragon, spoke angrily. He shook his arms and leaped like a fierce bird, covering twenty-odd meters in a single bound as he rushed toward the village entrance to attack the children.
At that moment, several adults from the outside clans warily fixed their eyes