A faint dragon's roar echoed through the room, every note reaching Lianshan Xin's ears.
It also left Deng Xiaoxian dumbfounded.
"What... is this?"
Lianshan Xin gave Deng Xiaoxian a surprised look, then realized: Deng Xiaoxian had never seen a dragon.
Right. Few people in this world had ever seen one.
But Lianshan Xin had.
Deng Xiaoxian's dragon-shaped true qi, however, seemed less pure than his own.
Lianshan Xin studied Deng Xiaoxian's dragon-shaped true qi closely, sensing the dragon's roar and resonance within his blood, and gradually realized something: his own bloodline was purer than Deng Xiaoxian's.
Or rather, Tian Ji, the Prince of Jiujiang, and the Prince of Donghai had purer bloodlines than Deng Xiaoxian.
Lianshan Xin had refined the martial blood essence of Tian Ji, the Prince of Jiujiang, and the Prince of Donghai in succession, so he had no trouble cultivating the Celestial Pole Sacred Dragon Bloodline Scripture. His progress was only slightly slower than Xia Xunyang's.
But Xia Xunyang had three fathers supporting him with all their might.
By comparison, Lianshan Xin cultivated with only three drops of imperial family true blood. His progress was hardly slow.
He simply had fewer fathers.
Wait...
Lianshan Xin lowered his gaze to Deng Xiaoxian's waist.
The surging blood and qi within Deng Xiaoxian had disheveled his clothes somewhat, offering a glimpse of exposed flesh.
Naturally, though, Lianshan Xin had no interest in Deng Xiaoxian's exposed flesh.
What drew his eye was a charm peeking out at Deng Xiaoxian's waist-a Peace Charm!
Lianshan Xin snatched it up and examined it carefully for a moment.
Then he took a Peace Charm from his own person.
Comparing the two side by side, even Lianshan Xin's keen eyes could discern no difference.
Only then did Deng Xiaoxian finally recover his senses. His scalp prickled