Chapter 1273 [Spear Of Destiny]

Chapter 1273 [Spear Of Destiny]

"Personally, I never liked the dragon race," Xun Junyao continued. "For what they are capable of, they are too arrogant. They are not the pinnacle race of bloodline and Innate Creatures since that title goes to the Fiendgods.

"They are not the best regarding law comprehension since that title goes to us humans. So, what do they have for them to be so arrogant? Besides being able to show their superiority to the demon race, there is nothing special about them.

"And I've always wondered why dragons represented the Qi Luck of all sentient races? What did they do to deserve such an honor? I doubt their forefathers did anything valuable or unique to warrant such a blessing; it was probably Grand Dao's choice." Xun Junyao shook her head, not hiding her disdain.

"Regardless of how I felt about them, they did one praiseworthy thing: cursing you," Xun Junyao sneered. She knew that the bastard was ruthless even to his own kind, so during the Paragon Clean-Up, he volunteered to deal with his clan members. The sick bastard probably had some sense of inferiority due to his treatment in the clan and thought this was a perfect opportunity to get revenge.

Unfortunately for him, one of the remaining Paragons of the dragon clan was a ruthless man. Once she realized what fate awaited her and the surviving members of the clan, she sacrificed herself and all her hatred to put a nasty bloodline curse on Blood Dragon.

"Enough about the dragon clan," Xun Junyao declared as she raised her hand to manifest a dark aura. She waved her left hand to summon a river composed of chains with symbols on them.

"I need you to show me where your Dao Mark is."

Blood Dragon stared at her with bloodshed eyes. Although he did not speak, the ridicule in his facial expression was evident.

"I know you won't talk peacefully. That's why I brought this thing. Here. Have a small taste." She injected the black aura into his body, and Blood Dragon immediately fell to the ground, shaking uncontrollably. Then, less than ten seconds later, he started screaming his throat out. Xun Junyao calmly watched him for half a minute before stopping the pain. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"I've copied the flesh tribulation pain of more than 10 million body refiners, ranging from the Mortal Realm to those close to opening the Gate of Flesh," Xun Junyao explained. "How is the pain? Do you want to try more, or do you want to tell me what I want to know?"

Blood Dragon did not utter a word. He couldn't, even if he wished to, as he could still feel the lingering pain. But even if that were not the case, he knew the importance of his Dao Mark and would never reveal such information. He might have many weaknesses, but there is one thing that he never plays with — his life.

"That's unfortunate," Xun Junyao sighed before activating the pain again. She watched him scream for half an hour.

"You know you could just kill yourself, right?" Xun Junyao stated. "Do it, and the pain will end." Blood Dragon continued to scream in agony. "Unfortunately, for people like you, living is above everything. Your life is more precious than even pain or discomfort. I guess I should give you some credit since your insistence on living despite anything is a form of high willpower."Xun Junyao watched him for another half hour before stopping the pain.

'Even if I urge the curse now, it won't kill him, just further weakening him.' An injured and weak Paragon was still a Paragon. 'It's time for the third killing method....Old Man Tianji, it's your turn.'

'I'm on it.'

A formation appeared above the room before starting to nurture this golden orb. "Go ahead," said Old Man Tianji.

"Fellow Daoists," Xun Junyao said, her voice reaching the ears of all the banquet attendants. "I've encountered a difficult problem, and I know this is a lot to ask for, but I would like to borrow your destiny. I cannot explain in detail now, but I promise it's for a good cause, and I will tell you everything once this is over."

"Lady Xun needs our destiny? No problem."

"You can have it."

"Forget borrowing; I'll give it to you if you wish."

Countless Qi Luck Dragons and celestial phenomena rushed from the banquet room and into the golden light. Meanwhile, Wang Wei and a few people did not act rashly. Instead, he looked at Wu Hong.

"Don't look at me."

"Things have gotten this far. Can't you just tell me?"

"No."

"I feel like you're just being petty."

"Bingo," Wu Hong gave him a thumbs up.

Wang Wei sighed, and after thinking about it briefly, especially his conversation with Old Man Tianji, he sent his destiny. Of course, he also added something to it for protection and to spy on what it's going to be used for. Most people, like Emperor Kong, made similar choices as Wang Wei after pondering about it, and only a handful of people directly rejected the proposal.

Old Man Tianji, who was controlling the formation, had brilliant lights in his eyes after seeing Wang Wei's destiny. He even sighed in relief. With all the people present, it's possible to condense the [Spear of Destiny] to kill the dragon and ruin his luck, but it will be perfect if the destined one used his destiny. With him added to the equation, there will be no issue.