She also doesn’t want the Dragon Nilin that Qingsu had given her to keep.
Fairy Shuiyue is right in saying that this is something that belongs to Jun Wuchen, not hers.
If she’s not qualified to get it, then she won’t get it.
At worst, it would be better for her to hunt other monsters and put in more effort than to be shameless and be regarded as a thief.
"Sister Yunluo..." Qingsu hurriedly wanted to stop her.
However, Yun Luo walked very quickly, with a decisive back, and disappeared into a thick poisonous mist.
Fairy Shuiyue felt happy when she saw her leaving like this, and hurriedly walked to Jun Wuchen, intending to say a few words of comfort overtly and provocatively in secret, wishing that the rift between them would be as deep as possible.
However, she didn't have time to speak.
Jun Wuchen suddenly turned his head and glanced at her, his eyes indescribably cold and sinister, like a sharp sword that could pierce her instantly!
Fairy Shuiyue felt choked, her whole body seemed to be frozen, and she was unable to say anything.
Jun Wuchen lowered his eyes, looked at the bottles of dragon essence and blood in his hand, put them into the storage ring, then walked to Qingsu and said, "Bring it here."
Qingsu was a little afraid of him and shrank unconsciously: "What..."
"Ni Lin." Jun Wuchen cherished the words like gold, "Bring them here."
"Oh..." Qingsu quickly handed him a huge piece of reverse scale in his hand.
Jun Wuchen also put it into the storage ring.
Turning around and about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, looked back at the body of the giant dragon, and waved his sleeves.
"Buzz——" A cold and cold sound of Jin Ge sounded.
The long and narrow dagger penetrated from the giant dragon's body as if it was spiritual, and fell steadily into his hand.
The dagger was as clean as new, only the blade was faintly red, as if it had been filled with blood, exuding a strong smell of blood, with a faint cold light, showing a bit of evil and ominousness.
A three-finger-thick, blood-red and tough thing is curled on the blade, like a tendon.
The master of the third peak took another look, and his eyebrows suddenly jumped: "This, is this the dragon's tendon?"
What kind of hatred or resentment...
Not only killing the dragon, but also pulling out the dragon's sinews?
However, this dragon tendon is indeed a good thing and a good material for refining weapons.
Jun Wuchen ignored the words of the three peak masters, lowered his eyes and took out the dragon tendon, put away the dagger, and then pulled hard with one hand.
"Pa!"
The blood-red and long dragon tendons were forcibly extracted from the body of the giant dragon.
The huge body of the giant dragon coiled like a mountain, shrank into a ball under the force of inertia, the bones were almost crushed, and a complete dragon tendon was pulled away in an instant.
Jun Wuchen stopped his hand, rolled up the dragon tendon into a ball and threw it into the storage ring. He then waved his hand and chopped off the white jade horn on the giant dragon's head, and put it away as well.
After doing these things, he turned around and left without saying a word.
Fairy Shuiyue didn't even cast an extra glance at Shuiyue Fairy, who was standing there awkwardly. Her back seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of hostility, cold and chilling.
Fairy Shuiyue watched his back disappear into the poisonous mist, leaving her alone in great embarrassment. There were three peak masters and Qingyun Sect disciples watching beside her, and she couldn't help but feel inexplicably embarrassed.
Her hands hidden in her sleeves clenched tightly, her cold and aloof face turned green, she reluctantly said goodbye to the Lord of Three Peaks, then threw away her sleeves and left angrily.
Although she succeeded in causing a slight rift between Jun Wuchen and Yun Luo, Jun Wuchen's attitude towards her was quite cold, and Fairy Shuiyue also felt unhappy.
In this round, Yun Luo lost, and she didn't win either.