It’s hard to imagine that over a dozen Divine Transformation cultivators—beings who could practically dominate the current Blue Planet without breaking a sweat—were nearly scared out of their wits by Jiang Che.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... And here I thought you were from the Dragon Palace! How come your courage is so lacking?"
Jiang Che clicked his tongue in mock disappointment. The prestige of the dragon race had just taken a nosedive.
But then again, it made sense. These lower-realm dragon descendants probably weren’t part of the Dragon Palace’s inner circle—just slightly higher-ranking lackeys than Qiu Lin, at best.
"H-how did you appear out of nowhere?"
One of the dragon-men stammered.
Jiang Che: "..."
Wasn’t it obvious?
After successfully condensing his Immortal Mark, the system had also gifted him the Dao of Spatial Law.
Anyone who’s read fantasy novels knows what spatial law means!
When the Great Dao remains hidden, Fate reigns supreme. When Fate is absent, Karma dominates. Time is sovereign, Space is king. Creation and Destruction, Yin and Yang in opposition...
Even among the Three Thousand Great Daos of the Nine Heavens, Spatial Law ranks within the top ten, a golden finger practically tailor-made for a protagonist.
"Keep talking, I’m listening... So, what does this so-called Dragon Princess look like? Got a picture?"
Jiang Che was practically vibrating with excitement. Rumor had it that this Dragon Princess ranked within the top ten of the Southern Abyss’s Beauty Rankings!
Just how stunning could she be?
Skin like snow, bones like jade, a face like a lotus, a figure like a willow?
"W-what do you mean by that?"
The atmosphere was unbearably awkward. Every single one of the dozen-plus dragon-men could clearly sense that this guy was only at the first level of Divine Transformation—yet none dared to make a move.
Plenty of cultivators had secret techniques to conceal their aura. In the Nine Heavens, some sneaky old-timers would even suppress their cultivation by two major realms when traveling.
In their eyes, this young man was clearly a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
But why?
Why would such a terrifying existence appear in the mortal realm?
Instantly, a name flashed through their minds—the Jiang Family’s Sacred Body from the Nine Heavens, Jiang Che!
But... wasn’t his cultivation progress absurdly fast?
"Y-young Master Jiang...?"
Jiang Che: "..."
Damn it all, had his name really spread so far across the Nine Heavens?
Why did it feel like everyone recognized him?
This was no fun at all—he’d been planning to extort some goodies out of them!
Right then, Jia Yue and Qiu Lin finally arrived, fashionably late.
One look at Jiang Che’s expression, and they knew—he was absolutely, shamelessly, drooling over the women of their race again.
"Qiu Lin!!! Y-you... what’s the meaning of this?"
One sharp-eyed Dragon Palace expert recognized Qiu Lin.
Qiu Lin’s face flushed red. Getting caught as a turncoat was embarrassing...
Ahem. "I’ve already surrendered to Young Master Jiang!"
"Young Master Jiang is benevolent, peerlessly talented—to serve him is to abandon darkness for light! Err... no, I mean, abandon foolishness for wisdom!"
The other dragon-men’s eyes widened, fury flashing in their gazes.
"You—!"
Qiu Lin remained unruffled. "As the ancient saying goes, ‘A wise man submits to fate.’ Young Master Jiang is a supreme genius—even the Dragon Princess might not be worthy of him in the future..."
Say what you will about Qiu Lin’s lackluster strength, but the man had a silver tongue.
The flattery had Jiang Che practically preening.
Qiu Lin had clearly become Jiang Che’s number one fanboy.
"Let me advise you—Young Master Jiang has the backing of the Jiang Family, his talent is once-in-ten-millennia, his face is like carved jade, his eyes like bright stars, and his character is righteous beyond measure! For him to take an interest in the Dragon Princess is an honor for our Dragon Palace!"
The dragon-men: "..."
Madness. Qiu Lin had clearly been brainwashed!
The Dragon Princess was the sole Holy Maiden of the Dragon Palace, her father the Dragon Patriarch himself—a peerless beauty with status, background, and power to match.
She could marry the child of a true Immortal without issue!
Let alone some mere Imperial Scion.
"Alright, alright, Qiu Lin, tone it down. I’m not that amazing."
Jiang Che strolled over to Qiu Lin’s side with effortless grace. The guy’s praise was getting downright embarrassing.
Even with Jiang Che’s thick skin, he was struggling to keep a straight face—Qiu Lin’s bootlicking skills were truly masterful.
"Young Master Jiang, we acknowledge your status as the Jiang Family’s Imperial Scion, but let me be clear—the Dragon Princess is beyond your reach!"
The leading dragon-man spoke with unshakable conviction, his gaze burning with fanatical devotion.
"Oh? Is that so?" Jiang Che chuckled to himself, his smile enigmatic.
Snap!
He flicked his fingers.
A small vial materialized in the air.
Inside the transparent glass floated a single drop of fiery-red liquid, the size of a longan. A faint crimson dragon could be seen swimming within, accompanied by the soft echo of a dragon’s roar.
True Dragon’s Essence Blood!
The moment Jiang Che revealed it, every dragon-blooded being present froze under its overwhelming pressure.
Then, shock and greed flooded their eyes.
True Dragon’s Essence Blood!
The sheer allure of its bloodline suppression was intoxicating. If they could obtain this drop, their diluted dragon blood would undergo an unprecedented purification. For half-breeds like them, this was more tempting than even the rarest spirit stones.
"Qiu Lin, it’s yours."
Jiang Che smirked and casually tossed the vial to Qiu Lin.
Qiu Lin: "???"
The man was utterly dumbstruck by this sudden windfall.
T-true Dragon’s Essence Blood? For me???
Despite his shock, his reflexes kicked in—he caught the vial perfectly.
The moment it touched his palm, the overwhelming aura of a superior bloodline surged into his body, setting his impure dragon blood ablaze with excitement.
"Young Master Jiang... Young Master Jiang, this is too much! This unworthy servant doesn’t deserve such a treasure..."
Qiu Lin’s protests died under Jiang Che’s glare.
He wasn’t stupid. Without another word, he swallowed the drop—glass vial and all—while still muttering, "Young Master... truly, this is too generous! This lowly one is just a waste of space..."
The other dragon-men: "..." Damn it, if you don’t want it, give it to us!
Qiu Lin felt his life was complete. Even if he died now, he’d die happy—he, a mere half-breed, had consumed True Dragon’s Essence Blood!
To hear the Dao in the morning and die at night is no regret.
His loyalty to Jiang Che skyrocketed to fanatical levels.
The other dragon-men’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
True Dragon’s Essence Blood—wasted on such a lowly, trash-tier dragon like Qiu Lin!
Jiang Che’s lips curled faintly.
This drop was only at the Divine Transformation level. In Jiang Hong’s Azure Dragon Ring, while not exactly common, there were still hundreds more where that came from.
Since Qiu Lin’s sycophancy amused him, why not grant him this small fortune?
Soon, the effects of the essence blood began to manifest in Qiu Lin’s body.
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