In the deep, silent pool, ripples spread out in all directions with the surge of energy.
The white moonlight shines on the exquisite and graceful bodies of the evil dragon women, giving them a faint sense of holiness.
In the attic, Mo Xiaofeng quietly opened his eyes.
Those pair of eyes as deep as the night sky, inadvertently revealed a bit of indifference and loneliness, making several mythical beast women around them stunned.
Before they could take a closer look, the young man returned to his usual calm demeanor and gently raised his right hand.
In the deep pool below, the vortex caused by the Magic Furnace of Creation slowly stopped at this moment.
One after another, the reborn evil dragon women spread their wings and jumped out of the water nimbly.
Red, ice blue, and green smoke clouds lingered on their slim bodies, blurring their silhouettes, but also adding a different sense of mystery.
The young man in the attic stood up, raised his penetrating eyes, and looked at them quietly.
The evil dragon women all bowed their heads obediently at this moment and did not choose to look at him.
But in their beautiful jewel-like eyes, there are some fiery emotions brewing.
Those emotions are either longing, admiration, or respect and love...
They were all waiting for the young man to give orders, but the young man did not make a sound. He just looked at them for a while, then turned and left the attic.
Behind him, several mythical beast women followed one after another.
The last one to leave was Griffith, who had awakened the bloodline of the Evil Dragon Goddess.
She looked at the evil dragon women below with her star-like eyes, and warned in a calm tone: "Go back early to comprehend the divine patterns. Tomorrow morning, I hope you can all ignite the divine fire."
"yes!"
Led by Berenice, the evil dragon women simply agreed.
Immediately afterwards, more than six hundred evil dragon women flew back to Yinrentai, while Berenice and other frost dragons followed Griffith back to Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
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"What about those elves? Can they also light the divine fire?"
Just after returning to Yinlong Pavilion, Yun Qingxuan looked over with curious eyes.
She knew that there was more than one evil dragon pond with mythical specialties in the territory, and the elves also had suitable specialties that could be used.
Now that the evil dragon women have obtained the bloodline to break through the path to becoming a god, wouldn't it be possible for the elves too?
There are only a few hundred evil dragons, but there are more elves. Mo Zhen has more than 10,000 demon spider elves alone. If they all ignite the divine fire, wouldn't they be invincible?!
"The elf's breakthrough is not that simple."
Mo Xiaofeng put away his windbreaker and said leisurely: "The dragon race is an advanced race. Compared with most races, it will be easier for them to embark on the road to becoming gods. Because their bodies and souls are strong enough, they can withstand it.
The energy baptism of the Evil Dragon Pond. But elves do not have this condition."
Yun Qingxuan made a sound and asked simply: "Then the elf is out of business?"
Mo Xiaofeng thought about the words before saying: "The vast majority of them cannot meet the requirements."
"for example?"
"For example, the Dragon Clan, with the help of the Magic Furnace of Creation, can fully absorb the energy on the road to becoming gods as long as the potential value reaches one hundred. As for the elves, it may be over one hundred and sixty, or even higher. Of course, if
It’s just that it’s easy to reach fantasy-level bloodline.”
Mo Xiaofeng explained it very clearly, so naturally Yun Qingxuan would not understand.
Anyway, in general, among the more than 10,000 elves, not many can truly embark on the road to becoming gods.
It is unlikely that Mo Zhen wants to sweep the world with an army of mythical elves.
Yun Qingxuan curled his lips and looked disgusted.
Mo Xiaofeng gave her a funny look and said, "But among those elves, there are some very good ones."
Yun Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and soon understood that when someone said "very good", he probably meant that his potential was very high.
"Not all individuals can qualify for the unique mythical bloodline. It is not something that can be controlled simply by luck. You must also have the potential worthy of that bloodline. From now on, you need to have at least more than one
A potential value of one hundred and eighty."
Little Red Bird understood the implication of Mo Xiaofeng's words and asked: "Are there many elves who meet that requirement?"
Mo Xiaofeng hummed, confirming her guess.
Concubine Ouyang said thoughtfully at this time: "The bloodline of races like the dragon race is indeed powerful, but the number of races is not large. On the contrary, races such as humans, elves, and undead have a huge base, so
There is a greater chance that some top individuals will be born.”
Yun Qingxuan snorted softly and said: "So what, as long as those guys are killed before they grow up, no matter how talented they are, there is no point. This is the sorrow of the weak race."
Ah, yes, yes.
Concubine Ouyang rolled her eyes at her angrily, ended the topic abruptly, turned to look at Griffith who was quietly beside him, and asked:
"Among those evil dragons just now, two of them also awakened their unique bloodline, right?"
Griffith nodded and said softly: "Berenice has awakened the 'White Dragon Goddess', and Gwendolyn has awakened the 'Green Dragon Goddess'. After tonight, they will almost be able to ignite the divine fire."
Ah this...
Yun Qingxuan couldn't help but look into the distance with his glassy eyes.
If she remembered correctly, Berenice seemed to be one of the ten maids of the Frost Demon Dragon in the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.
As for Gwendolyn, she had never heard of it, but since it was a green dragon or something, it should be the mount of a certain girl in Yin Rentai...
Is the unique bloodline so unworthy now?
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Mo Xiaofeng did not continue chatting with the beast women. He just sat in the living room for a while and then walked back to the bedroom.
What caught my eye was Bai Junwan wearing a black suspender nightgown under the light.
The woman was sitting on the bed, leaning on a pillow, holding a suspense novel in her hand. When she saw Mo Xiaofeng entering the room, she put it aside and walked into the bathroom with her long, white legs.
When the bathtub was filled with hot water, she poured the prepared bath liquid into it, and then coincidentally took off her thin nightgown when Mo Xiaofeng looked over.
After a while, the two naked people walked into the bathtub and enjoyed the rare tranquility.
"Don't tighten it too much."
In the bathroom with gentle lighting, Bai Junwan's wine-red eyes were filled with a smile, and she gently wiped the young man's back with a towel.
"You can rest starting tomorrow afternoon. Yingxue and the others can handle the territory matters with their clones alone."
Mo Xiaofeng did not refuse his wife's proposal. He was also very aware of his own situation. Compared to ordinary people, his spirit was more easily exhausted.
After he decided on the general direction of the territory matters, he should leave it to Yingxue and the others.
Bai Junwan pursed her lips slightly when she heard this, and a smile appeared on her lips. She was obviously very satisfied with her husband's response.
The two of them just took a bath and chatted softly. In the warm water vapor and the faint fragrance, time passed by the fingertips.
At some point, a very artistic song sounded in the room.