In her previous life, this Eldest Senior Brother of the Beast Taming Sect had relied on a Black Flood Dragon to suppress those of them from other sects so thoroughly that they could not even lift their heads. Even a long-established sect like the Yuanji Sect had been forced to retreat three leagues.
Yet one day, a flock of Jiaolong had suddenly descended from the sky upon that very sect—not just Black Flood Dragons, but Jiaolong from all Five Lineages.
Dragon roars had resounded through heaven and earth. Overnight, the entire sect had been washed in blood, without a single survivor left behind. Even sparrows passing by had died.
From then on, the Beast Taming Sect had been completely erased from the Southern Continent.
It was not that no one had considered rebuilding the Beast Taming Sect. They had not only considered it, but had actually done it.
Only, the words had been spoken yesterday, and the Jiaolong Clan had come slaughtering today.
Although the exact reason was unclear, it most likely had something to do with the flood dragon that this Eldest Senior Brother of the Beast Taming Sect had contracted.
Hidden in the shadows, Xue Fuyao saw the Eldest Senior Brother leading the Beast Taming Sect group suddenly take a porcelain bottle from his Storage Bag. He opened it, and a faint bloody scent mingled with the fragrance of medicine spread through the air.
"This is the smell of dragon blood. No, Jiaolong Blood," Xue Fuyao judged, twitching her nose.
True dragon blood was fragrant, but besides that fragrance, the pills carried a faint bloody smell. This was caused by the impurity of the Jiaolong bloodline.
The Beast Taming Sect's Eldest Senior Brother distributed the pills in his hand to the people present.
Those who received a pill