"Long ago, our Dragon Race's Ancestral Dragon left behind an Ancestral Dragon Scale!"
"If you agree to take her as your disciple, fellow Daoist, I am willing to give you this treasure!"
Ao Guang spoke with unprecedented gravity and solemnity.
It was as though he had gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.
The moment those words rang out, the entire Dragon Race erupted into an uproar.
"What? The Ancestral Dragon Scale?"
"That is the greatest treasure in our Dragon Race!"
"Why would His Majesty do this? How could that Wine Sword Immortal deserve such treatment?"
"Hmph, if he won't accept a disciple, then forget it! Even without a master, Her Highness will surely become a supreme expert someday."
In an instant, the Dragon Race beings' attitude toward Gu Changqing changed dramatically.
There was no other reason!
The Ancestral Dragon Scale was simply far too precious to the Dragon Race.
As everyone knew, the Ancestral Dragon of old had been the sole progenitor of all dragons in the world.
Yet he had perished, filled with bitterness, during the Dragon-Han Tribulation.
He had left behind only that single scale.
Moreover, it was the only reverse scale on the Ancestral Dragon's body.
In fact, its value was by no means limited to the Dragon Race.
If it appeared in the outside world, it would be enough to make countless Daluo Golden Immortals and even Quasi-Saint experts fight to the death over it.
No one had expected Ao Guang to generously offer even such a "treasure safeguarding the race" just to have Ao Cunxin become Gu Changqing's disciple.
Instead, this made everyone feel that Gu Changqing was putting on airs, deliberately trying to extort the Dragon Race.
Their words thus carried a measure of indignation.
In response, Ao Guang merely swept