Ao Sheng continued, "Besides, Xiao Hua possesses the Longyu that our Dragon Island has searched everywhere for in vain. If he offers up the Longyu, would our Dragon Island's Dragon Transformation Art not become complete? Would there not be more Dragon descendants able to transform into true dragon bodies? Would our Dragon Race not flourish all the more? How could the elders casually snuff out such a meritorious servant of the Dragon Race...?"
How could the other Nine Great Elders not know what Ao Sheng had said? How could the three elders who wished to search Xiao Hua's soul not know? It was simply that every elder had their own thoughts and calculations, so naturally the decisions they made were different.
"Ao Sheng..." the Great Elder asked, "Do you know why your name contains the character 'Saint'?"
Ao Sheng said proudly, "Your child naturally knows. My bloodline is pure; the moment I was born, I shook Dragon Island. The clan elders placed great hopes upon me, hoping that after the Mystic Armor Five-Horned Sacred Dragon, I would once again stand among the Great Sages of the Demon Race!"
"Hehe..." The Great Elder smiled. "We are greatly heartened that you possess such lofty ambitions. A Great Sage of the Demon Race is nothing more than a title. The Mystic Armor Five-Horned Sacred Dragon came from our Dragon Island and attained the title of Great Sage in the Sacred Realm of a Thousand Demons, so naturally he is someone our Dragon Race looks up to. Yet compared to the road of a Great Sage, we hope even more that, bearing the name Saint, you will understand the Saintly Dao, comprehend the Saintly will, and carry on the grand prosperity of our Dragon Race!"
"Yes, your child understands!" Though Ao Sheng was completely