Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge
Chapter 1088 - 635_2

"Are you the Master on a pilgrimage to the Western Heaven for sacred texts?"

"Relax, are you sent by the Goddess of Mercy as an attendant or by the Four Sea Dragon Kings as a bodyguard?"

Looking at the huge white dragon head emerging from the Yingchou River, Chen Sanzang was completely unfazed. He took a swig from his wine gourd before asking leisurely.

"It was my father, the West Sea Dragon King, who sent me here to wait for those on the pilgrimage for sacred texts."

Watching the monk drink, Little White Dragon secretly swallowed, having not eaten anything since he arrived here and focused on healing his wounds.

"Your aura is unstable, and there's an internal injury. How did this happen, did someone attack you at Yingchou River?"

Pure Dragon Clan holds high status even among the Demon Clan, despite their downfall. They're still not ones to offend casually.

Given that Little White Dragon was sent by the West Sea Dragon King, it's certain he hasn't been captured and taken to the Dragon Stripping Platform.

"It was done by the Nine-Headed Beast. My fiancée had an affair with him and on our wedding day, she secretly ran away. I wanted to execute these two traitors, but the Nine-Headed Beast was too strong and injured me."

Speaking of this, Ao Lie lowered his dragon head, deeply saddened.

He, the dignified Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon, was marrying the daughter of the Well River Dragon King at Emerald Waves Lake, which was a high match for them.

Unexpectedly, this Wansheng Princess was shameless enough to elope with the Nine-Headed Beast on their wedding day.

If she didn't want to marry him, why agree to the matrimony?

The scandal brought disgrace not only to Ao Lie but also turned the West Sea Dragon Palace into a laughingstock, sparking a deadly feud!

If it weren't for the Nine-Headed Beast's cultivation at the Taiyin Golden Immortal Peak, fearless of the Four Seas Dragon Clan seeking vengeance, Emerald Waves Lake would have been obliterated.

"Tsk-tsk, you got cuckolded, huh? That's so tragic, not just losing your wife but getting beaten as well."

This Nine-Headed Beast is something else, not only beating the master but also stealing his wife and inheriting the bride's family business.

Little White Dragon was mortified and wished he could die.

Weaker in strength, losing his wife to an affair, wanted his family to back him up only to be ignored.

If it weren't for being unable to defeat Chen Sanzang, Ao Lie would love to put seventeen or eighteen holes in this laughing bald monk!

"Why cling to one flower when there are so many flowers by the roadside?

Isn't it said that dragons are innately promiscuous? Why are you so pure-hearted?

The dignified West Sea Prince surely has little demons flirting with him outside."

In the Primordial era, before the Dragon-Phoenix calamity, dragons were the rulers of heaven and earth, causing countless maidens to fall, resulting in various races having offspring with traces of dragon lineage.

Why is it said that dragons have nine children, each different?

Isn't it because the Ancestral Dragon led by example?

Nowadays in the Primordial World, any demon of good lineage almost always has a trace of dragon lineage within.

At banquets in the Heavenly Court, dishes like Dragon Liver and Phoenix Marrow are provided by dragon beasts with a hint of dragon lineage.

Pure Dragon Clan, although their power has waned, Ancestral Dragon is not dead, and top factions know this information.

Thus using pure dragons for food is only occasional and done discreetly.

After all, Ancestral Dragon's power is on par with Supreme beings, easily comparable to figures like Zhen Yuanzi or Ming River Sect Master.

Frankly, today's Heavenly Court Master, Jade Emperor Hao Tian, can only rely on his position to gain partial support from the Heavenly Dao, allowing a fair fight with Ancestral Dragon.

If they were to fight in Chaos outside the Heavenly Court, Hao Tian would likely get beaten, truly ground and slammed repeatedly.

Because Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Feng, and Ancestor Qilin bear the bloodline of Half-Chaos Demon Gods, a real genetic advantage.

If it weren't for Pangu splitting heaven and earth, breaking their Chaos body, they could surely become Primordial Saints with their preserved bloodline nurtured in the Primordial World.

Yang Mei Immortal is a prime example, during the great Pangu battle, relying on Space Dao, his Void Willow Chaos body was merely damaged but not destroyed, heavily impacting him.

Even Hongjun was wounded during this; only Yang Mei escaped the catastrophe. When Hongjun was about to sanctify, Yang Mei just proved Dao by power in Chaos, becoming a Primordial being.

To avoid the massive cause and effect of the Primordial World and not want Harmonization with Dao, Yang Mei engaged in a contest with Hongjun just as he sanctified in Chaos.

Hongjun attacked, Yang Mei only defended, using Void Willow to brush away everything and Space Law, collecting all of Hongjun's Magical Treasures, forcing him to submit and returning the Innate Treasures afterward.

After that, he fled into Chaos, leaving the Primordial World to roam the Chaotic Sea.

"I, Ao Lie, the dignified Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon, would not care for those roadside wildflowers."

Ao Lie said with pride.

"So you chose a loose woman?"

Chen Sanzang rolled his eyes, retaliating quickly, instantly causing the vulnerable Little White Dragon to break down.

Looking at him silently, with dangerous red glinting in his dragon eyes, Chen Sanzang tossed his wine gourd over.

"Tsk-tsk, indeed a pure-hearted Little White Dragon, untouched by the harshness of society. Home flowers can't compare to wild ones, right?"

As they say, a wife isn't as good as a concubine, a concubine isn't as good as stolen, what man doesn't like that taste?

This Little White Dragon apparently hasn't yet endured society's harsh lessons, but Chen Sanzang wouldn't mind educating him well.

Seeing the downcast and sullen Little White Dragon, unwittingly angry, Chen Sanzang spared him more teasing.

"Alright, don't be so down, only lost a loose woman, you'll have countless beauty demons in the future.

Follow this poor monk, you'll gain strength, status, and many beauties.

This monk assures you can live well, freely across the realms, and propagate the Dragon Clan lineage.

Think of your ancestors, how many dragon bloodline demons they left in this world?

As a pure Dragon Clan member, should you not emulate the sages?"

Chen Sanzang's warped doctrine, though not immediately impactful, planted a seed of race in the pure-hearted Little White Dragon's mind.

"Come, stop overthinking, first turn human, enjoy some good food and wine. Help set the pot and boil water, Little Kongkong will be back soon, then we'll feast."

Chen Sanzang lounged lazily on a deck chair, setting some Spirit Fruits on the little tiger's back, leisurely eating and drinking.

Whereupon Little White Dragon, transformed into human, dutifully squatted by the hot pot, cast a spell to ignite the flames, heating the pot.

"Old Chen, your wild game is here, pure dragon is hard to handle, this Flood Dragon will suffice."

Sun Wukong stepped on the Somersault Cloud, dragging a Flood Dragon even bigger than himself, swiftly returning from afar.

"Clean it, don't waste the Dragon Blood, cut the Dragon Whip for wine, it's tonifying!"

Chen Sanzang wiped the corner of his mouth with tears while floating to the Flood Dragon's posterior, produced a knife from somewhere, targeted a critical spot, dispatched one cut, and swiftly gathered a large chunk.

This scene made Sun Wukong grit his teeth, yet left with no option.

After spending days together, Sun Wukong and Chen Sanzang contended three times, always ending in ties, though neither gave their all.

If a death battle arose, Sun Wukong felt sure he could defeat the wine-loving monk, but would suffer severe wounds.

This came as a natural intuition from cultivating the Chaos Demon Ape's Body Refining Technique.

"Little White Dragon, go handle this Flood Dragon, slice the meat thin and put it in the pot."

Casually handing the Flood Dragon to Ao Lie, Sun Wukong flashed a friendly (grim) smile at Little White Dragon.

In an instant, Little White Dragon felt chills down his spine, nodded mechanically, then dragged the Flood Dragon carcass to the pond.

Using mana to evaporate the sweat just forming, he pitifully dissected the Flood Dragon carcass.

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