Earlier, to stop Ao Han from unleashing the Grand Formation's killing move, the Dragon Princes had broken through the Treasure Vault's Magic Formation and emptied it of Spirit Stones. After that, no one had bothered with the place.
Ao Tai spent his days foolishly idling about. Once he discovered this Treasure Vault, he often played here.
The Spiritual Energy lingering here was still extremely dense, so Ao Tai spent half of each day playing here.
He always kept his serving maids with him, taking them wherever he went. Thus, when cries of battle rang out outside, the maids sealed the Treasure Vault and actually managed to escape the disaster outside.
At first, some of the other Dragon Princes had searched everywhere for Ao Tai, coveting his flesh. But as they absorbed more and more Blood Qi and gradually lost their reason, they forgot all about him and focused solely on slaughtering one another.
Thus, when Cui Jiuyang sensed living people inside the Treasure Vault, blasted apart its hastily erected Restrictive Spell, and barged in, Ao Tai's body-warming activities with his maids had reached their most intense and exciting moment.
Cui Jiuyang narrowed his eyes at Ming. "You dragons really do have sturdy constitutions, huh? Ao Tai does this every day, and he still doesn't show any kidney weakness."
Ming nodded. "Dragons don't have kidneys."
With someone barging in, Ao Tai naturally brought his entertainment to a reluctant end.
Cui Jiuyang formed a hand seal and bound Ao Tai with the Dragon-Trapping Method, then cast a Silencing Spell on the shrieking maids, giving his ears some peace.
Perhaps the Dragon-Trapping Method had triggered some unpleasant memories in Ao Tai. From the moment he was bound, he obediently kept his hands still and stopped moving altogether.
Ao Dongping tucked his hands into