C238 dragon blood

"Don't disturb me, I'm going to start smelting the Purple Dragon Sword. Kid, give me your sword!" The Uncle Li said in a deep voice as he reached out his hand to catch the sword.

But Ye Wuchen's expression showed some hesitation, which attracted the attention of Uncle Li and Jiaoniang.

"Little brother, why are you in a daze? Give the Purple Dragon Sword to Uncle Li!" Jiaoniang warned him softly from the side, but Ye Wuchen was still a little hesitant, because he knew that there was still Long Xiaotian's soul inside the Purple Dragon Sword.

He didn't know whether or not he should tell this secret to the Jiaoniang and the Uncle Li, so at this moment, he was somewhat hesitant.

Jiaoniang and Uncle Li looked at each other and felt that something was wrong. However, Jiaoniang was very smart and immediately dragged Ye Wuchen out of the sword-furnace, before standing under the vast night sky.

"Little brother, say it, is there something troubling you?" Jiaoniang was very smart, so she immediately guessed the difficulty of it.

Ye Wuchen could not help but feel that this clever woman was sensible. Before you even thought about what to do, she had already decided in advance.

"Forget it, Jiaoniang, I have a secret that I should tell you!" Ye Wuchen frowned. After repeated struggles with his thoughts, he still decided to tell his about Long Xiaotian's existence.

Taking down the Purple Dragon Sword, Ye Wuchen held onto the sword hilt, and then shouted with a deep voice: "Uncle Long, come out!"

Before his voice fell, a purple dragon flashed and appeared. Following which, a purple robed man suddenly appeared in front of Ye Wuchen, and his feet floated in the air.

After staring at Jiaoniang for a long while, his Dragon Qi surged out. Not only did Jiaoniang feel shock, even the other Uncle Li s were shocked.

"Little Tian, you have good eyes. This is a good girl!" Long Xiaotian pursed his lips and laughed, looking at Ye Wuchen with gratitude.

Hearing this, Ye Wuchen heaved a sigh of relief, he was worried that the Uncle Long would look down on a woman like the Jiaoniang who was too flirtatious, after all, she did not look like a good woman.

Even if only had the aura of Holy Spirit Fifth Level at the moment, but her soul was actually trembling. His Holy Spirit Fourth Level, was clearly only one level lower than the former.

However, he was still this afraid of his opponent. Yet, he was still able to sense how frightening his opponent was. It was not something that he could compare with.

It was only at this moment that she truly understood that Ye Wuchen was not only by herself; he still had such a terrifying trump card that she had yet to use.

Thinking to this point, she started to sweat profusely. If she had not lost control that day, and Ye Wuchen had not lost her reason, she did not dare to imagine whether this purple robed man would have acted to save Ye Wuchen.

Once she saved Ye Wuchen, how could she still have a chance to live?

Thinking about it, only then did Jiaoniang feel that she was the lucky one, not Ye Wuchen.

"Jiaoniang greets Uncle Long!" Jiaoniang knew how to read words, and when she saw Ye Wuchen calling the man Uncle Long, she sweetly called him Uncle Long.

Long Xiaotian looked at Jiaoniang, and then nodded his head in satisfaction, as he laughed proudly: "Not bad, not bad at all!"

"Uncle Long, I will use the sword to refine it. You just stand here for a moment!" Ye Wuchen said as he handed the Purple Dragon Sword over to Uncle Li who was standing at the entrance of the sword-furnace.

When Uncle Li subconsciously received the Purple Dragon Sword, he was stunned for a long time. Only now did he remember that he still had to refine the Purple Dragon Sword, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Under the cover of the black fog, the light in the room became brighter and brighter, illuminating the faces of the three people outside.

Ye Wuchen was a little restricted by the appearance of the Uncle Long. After all, this could be considered as the elder who watched him grow up in his previous life. If the Jiaoniang was raised by the Uncle Li, then he had drank a lot of her milk in his previous life.

Jiaoniang knew that this was Ye Wuchen's senior, as well as a powerful Dragon Race, one of the most powerful species of beasts in the world.

"Little girl, although you and Ye Wuchen have already come to an agreement, I still have to warn you. Wu Chen, this child's mind is innocent and he is very sensitive to emotions.

"Do you understand?" As Long Xiaotian said that, the dragon aura throughout his body exploded out, it was as cold as the ocean depths, even an expert like the Jiaoniang retreated a few steps with a pale face.

When she felt the terror of the Uncle Long, she did not dare to have any thoughts of using Wu Chen and betraying Ye Wuchen. She immediately bit her finger and swore with her blood, "My Jiaoniang swears with our blood that if we go against Little Brother, heaven and earth will be destroyed!"

"Jiaoniang, you …" Ye Wuchen's face was filled with shock, he felt that it was too much for Jiaoniang to swear such an oath, but Long Xiaotian did it for his own good, after all, when the matter with Han Yan came out, Uncle Long did not believe that any woman would truly love him.

Long Xiaotian's face froze for a moment, and then he nodded his head, he could feel that although the lady in front of him looked flirtatious, she was actually innocent in her heart.

Since she had already decided on Ye Wuchen, she wouldn't betray him. This was different from Han Yan.

"Alright, little girl. I see that you're almost done practicing the bewitching arts. As your uncle, there's nothing much for you to give. Here's a drop of dragon blood for you!"

As Long Xiaotian said that, he flicked his finger and a drop of dragon blood condensed into a blood crystal with a flash of golden light, landing on Jiaoniang's palm.

Jiaoniang's face changed, after that she revealed an ecstatic expression, looking at Long Xiaotian, she did not know what to say.

This was dragon blood! A single drop of dragon blood could contain ten million types of power. Ordinary people might not even have the chance to use a single drop of dragon blood in five years of training.

In other words, the speed at which one trained for five years was inferior to drinking a single drop of dragon blood. From this, one could see just how precious dragon blood was.

Ye Wuchen was pleasantly surprised, he never thought that the Uncle Long would actually bestow the most precious dragon blood to the Jiaoniang, this was a gift.

"Jiaoniang, you have even written about Uncle Long, do you know that Uncle Long is the Dragon King!?" Ye Wuchen immediately roared, telling Jiaoniang to thank Long Xiaotian quickly.

Hearing that, Jiaoniang's face changed once again as she looked at the arrogant purple robed man in disbelief. He, he was actually the dragon king of the dragon race?

Didn't that mean that he had not only obtained a drop of dragon blood, but also a drop of dragon king's blood? How great a gift was this?

"Uncle Long, I …" Jiaoniang was extremely excited, and did not know how to express his feelings.

"Alright, Little Tian, you're being too long-winded. It's just a drop of dragon blood, there's no need to make such a big fuss about it!" Long Xiaotian coughed as he stared at Ye Wuchen arrogantly. He felt that Ye Wuchen was making a big deal out of nothing.

In the dragon race, it was just a drop of dragon blood, not a drop of dragon essence.

A single drop of dragon blood would only take a few days of cultivation to make up for. But, a single drop of dragon essence would need several years of cultivation to make up for. This was the difference between them.

A single drop of dragon essence could be exchanged for a hundred drops of dragon blood.

Jiaoniang knew that all of this was because of Ye Wuchen. After meeting Ye Wuchen, she realized that not only did her life have a direction, it also had a future. She had the courage to continue living, for Ye Wuchen, and for a better future.

Ye Wuchen stared straight at Long Xiaotian, he did not have a funny smile on his face, and felt his hair stand on end when he saw this, and scolded in surprise: "Kid, what kind of scheme are you planning?"

"Hehe, Uncle Long, I'm about to break through my Holy Spirit First Level as well. Don't you think you should give me a few thousand drops of dragon blood?" Ye Wuchen smirked as he stared at Long Xiaotian's body.

Long Xiaotian shivered. Being targeted by Ye Wuchen was not a good thing, he regretted boasting just now.

"You want me to die, kid? Thousands of drops of dragon blood?" You might as well eat me up! "

"Hehe, Uncle Long, one thousand drops, one thousand drops will do!" Ye Wuchen tenaciously held onto Long Xiaotian's arm, his face full of pleading.

Jiaoniang watched on with interest from the side. It was the first time she realized that Ye Wuchen had such a shameless side to him, and she couldn't help but find it funny.

"No, no!" Long Xiaotian had a slight headache. He couldn't wait for Uncle Li to forge a weapon so that he could rely on the Purple Dragon Sword and avoid being entangled by Ye Wuchen.

"Five hundred drops!"

"Scram! Scram!"

"Uncle Long, 100 drops, that's fine. You can't possibly let your nephew fail the breakthrough and go berserk, right?" Ye Wuchen looked at Long Xiaotian with bitterness.

If Fang Zheng were to see Ye Wuchen's current performance, Zhang Zhengyang and the other opponents would definitely be shocked speechless. Was this still that domineering Ye Wuchen?

After all, he was only twenty years old in this life. Even though the soul of his past life had merged into the body of this life, the soul of his past life had still been affected by the soul of this life.

After combining the two, Ye Tian was no longer the pure Ye Tian, it was Ye Wuchen.

"Ai, you brat, ten drops, only ten drops!" Long Xiaotian's expression was bitter, he knew he had to give Ye Wuchen dragon blood, otherwise Ye Wuchen would not let things rest.

Therefore, Long Xiaotian decided to give Ye Wuchen ten drops of dragon blood. Upon saying that, he flicked his left hand and drops of golden dragon blood fell into the air, transforming into blood crystals that solidified together.

Ye Wuchen caught the ten drops of Dragon Crystal with his hands, then tightly gripped Long Xiaotian's fingers and laughed as he squeezed with force.

"Let go, you, you brat, my god!"

Long Xiaotian's face showed pain, the golden dragon blood on his finger started to flow drop by drop, turning into blood crystals, in the end, there were twenty of them.

Counting Ye Wuchen's previous ten drops, he had acquired a total of thirty drops of dragon blood.

Long Xiaotian was enraged, he kicked Ye Wuchen and sent him flying, his heart aching, he looked at his fingers that were still bleeding, he could only seal them with dragon qi, preventing him from losing too much dragon blood.

"Haha, rich, rich!" Ye Wuchen had never been so happy before. If he wanted to auction thirty drops of dragon's blood, even a single drop could be auctioned off for a few hundred million.

Jiaoniang laughed bitterly, this Long Xiaotian and Ye Wuchen together seemed to be the one who was at a disadvantage.

It was really one thing after another!