Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

"Don't look at me!"

Shen Wuming spread his hands, “I just asked you, and you said whatever I want.”

"So what I mean is that if I can extract your bloodline, you can rest faster."

"Isn't it just a matter of practicing less for a few hundred years? If I practice more, won't my cultivation level return?"

Shen Wuming consoled him with a few words, but the Red Dragon Demon King still cursed and swore, his face full of dissatisfaction, and he glared at him from time to time.

Shen Wuming pretended not to see it.

After all, this woman is a woman. Even if she is a big female dragon, she is still a woman in essence.

Don't bother with her!

"snort!"

When the Red Dragon Demon King saw that he ignored him, he became even more angry. He snorted, turned around and began to sit cross-legged and practice.

After a moment, the Red Dragon Demon King suddenly opened his eyes and said, "My aptitude has really improved a lot."

"My spiritual energy intake and output is now three times what it was before. Three times. Do you understand this concept?"

“I don’t know.” Shen Wuming shook his head. After all, he had never practiced properly.

Anyway, just do some random things, and with the help of a system, your cultivation level will rise to the eighth level in a matter of minutes!

Practicing on his own is really unreliable and too slow, and he really doesn't have the hobby for it.

It’s just hard to explain.

Otherwise, the big dragon would feel like she was in Versailles and her face would probably be even uglier.

But the big dragon was very happy at this time and didn't care about his response at all. She almost jumped up with joy.

"Yes, yes."

The dragoness suddenly asked, "Can my other bloodlines be of some use? Otherwise it would be such a waste."

“It’s lost.”

Shen Wuming shrugged, "Why else would you keep it? Are you going to make a Maoxuewang?"

"Although your bloodline is pretty good, the taste should not be too bad if it is cooked."

"But I think that fish is usually fishy when cooked. Since you have the blood of a dragon or python, I'm afraid you need to prepare more spices."

"Do you believe I can kill you?"

The big mother dragon's face darkened, and she sent out a ball of magic power with her backhand to collect the glass bottles containing the blood cells.

"And what about the Candle Dragon's blood?"

The great dragon asked, holding out her hand.

Shen Wuming shook his head, "This thing is quite interesting, I'll keep it for research, just give it to me."

"That's mine."

“That’s the poison you were poisoned with, big brother, are you reasonable?” Shen Wuming glared, “Anyway, I won’t give it to you.”

"Will you give it to me?"

"You can't beat me."

"Then I'll give it to you!"

The big dragon waved her hands generously, not caring at all, as if she had become really generous in an instant.

The main reason is that my own cultivation is really not as good as others.

It was fine at the beginning, he could still rely on his cultivation in the eighth realm and the advantage of being the host to bully Shen Wuming.

But it’s different now.

Shen Wuming is at the eighth realm, and I am at the seventh realm. I am completely fooled by him.

The most important thing is that, from an objective fact, the speed of cultivation has indeed increased after the bloodline has been purified.

Qualifications have also improved.

Even the ceiling is much higher.

In short, my waist and legs no longer hurt, and I have the strength to climb stairs. It can't be blamed on Shen Wuming!

It made her speechless!

"By the way, what is this Candle Dragon Blood?"

Shen Wuming asked, playing with the blood clot in his hand that looked like black agate.

The big mother dragon snorted coldly and didn't want to explain, but when she looked at the blood clot, she felt resentful in her chest again.

I couldn't help but let it surge out.

I really want to find someone to complain to.

"It's like this, do you know who the Demon Emperor was to me back then?"

"have no idea!"

"That's my father, my real father. He was the one who planted the blood of the Candle Dragon in my body!"

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