“The third condition… “
Lu Changsheng scrutinized the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, making the dragon shiver uncontrollably.
Being stared at like that by Lu Changsheng, for reasons unknown, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon felt uneasy.
“Give me a little dragon blood, alright?”
Lu Changsheng knew the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon’s entire body was treasure, especially its dragon blood, which was considered top-tier Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures with countless uses.
Normally, obtaining the dragon blood of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon would be near impossible. But now was the perfect opportunity to extort some.
“A little dragon blood is insignificant to me. What’s the harm in giving you some?”
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon said indifferently.
Just a tiny bit of dragon blood?
What’s the harm in giving it away?
“I’m not a greedy person; just give me a hundred thousand pounds of purified dragon blood, and that’ll do.”
Lu Changsheng pulled out a Treasure Bottle, signaling for the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon to fill it up.
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon’s eyes widened like saucers.
Good grief.
It had grossly underestimated the greed of human cultivators.
Lu Changsheng wasn’t asking for regular dragon blood—he wanted the purest kind!
Even though the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon’s body was massive, its truly purified blood was concentrated around the heart.
Lu Changsheng was asking for a hundred thousand pounds—this was practically forcing it into bloodletting!
“A hundred thousand pounds is far too much. I’m helping you rescue the Su Clan’s ancestor. Losing that amount of purified blood would severely weaken my cultivation level, making me unable to fulfill my earlier promises.”
“I see… Then just fifty thousand pounds will do.”
“Fifty thousand pounds is still too much.”
“Thirty thousand pounds.”
“At most, a thousand pounds.”
“Ten thousand pounds.”
Lu Changsheng kept negotiating with the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, leaving the ancestors watching dumbfounded.
According to historical accounts, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon was a merciless being who had killed countless human strongholds.
It was said that in ancient times, the dragon’s mere presence could silence crying children.
Yet somehow, under Lu Changsheng’s manipulation, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon seemed petty and calculating?
“Three thousand pounds.”
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon was near the edge of fury.
This was its blood they were talking about!
Just three thousand pounds. Take it or leave it.
“Alright then.”
Lu Changsheng displayed an expression of reluctant compromise, which nearly made the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon explode from frustration.
Good grief, was he actually feeling aggrieved?
Who was the real victim here?
“Hurry up and name the remaining four conditions.”
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon shook its massive body, causing the chains to rattle loudly.
It was already impatient to break free.
“As for the other four conditions, I haven’t thought of them yet. But the fourth condition is that if you ever encounter me in the future, you’ll still owe me three additional conditions.”
After much deliberation, Lu Changsheng decided to sacrifice one condition in exchange for the ability to redeem the remaining three conditions in the future.
A debt of three conditions owed by a dragon of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon’s caliber would be immensely valuable someday.
“I accept. Let’s swear the oath.”
At his wit’s end from Lu Changsheng’s antics, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon resigned itself to the arrangement, desperate to escape its predicament.
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon began chanting ancient spells.
This was the Dragon Clan Blood Oath created by the Old Dragon Emperor.
Once sworn, no dragon could defy the will of the Heaven and Earth Laws.
“Don’t even think about trying to deceive me. My disciples include descendants of the Dragon Empress as well as members of the Candle Dragon Clan. I’m proficient in dragon language.”
Lu Changsheng reminded the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon not to play tricks with the Blood Oath.
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon rolled its massive eyes; this kid was overly cautious—it couldn’t find a single loophole against him.
Reluctantly, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon swore the Blood Oath, agreeing to Lu Changsheng’s terms.
“Let’s get to work.”
Exchanging a glance with the assembled ancestors, Lu Changsheng prepared to break the seal.
First, the Blood Oath ensured that should the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon attack them, it would suffer severe repercussions itself.
Second, the seal left by the Primordial Goddess was something human cultivators could unravel, suggesting this might have been part of the Primordial Goddess’s design.
Lu Changsheng and the group of ancestors combined their forces, channeling True Qi into the chains formed from nine mountain ranges.
The chains, eroded by the human cultivators’ True Qi, gradually weakened, allowing the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon to break free.
Roar～～
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon bellowed thunderously, its roar shaking Heaven and Earth, igniting volcanoes that rained fire down upon the land.
After endless ages of banishment by the Primordial Goddess, it could finally reclaim its freedom!
“Such formidable presence…”
Lu Changsheng’s group could feel the overwhelming terror of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon.
If not for the Dragon Clan Blood Oath, the freed dragon would have likely slaughtered them on the spot.
Snap.
With the chains broken, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon was finally released from the Great Formation’s shackles.
Its colossal form, enveloped in flames, transformed into a towering man with fiery red hair, a square face, and an imposing, natural majesty.
“Human brat, if not for the oath, I would have killed you.”
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, a king among the Fire Dragons, couldn’t contain his frustration over being forced to swear the Blood Oath and surrender three thousand pounds of purified dragon blood. The more he thought about enduring the situation, the angrier he became; suppressing the desire to crush Lu Changsheng was beyond painful.
“We both got what we wanted, didn’t we?”
Lu Changsheng had learned from Ning Qianqian about the potency of the Dragon Clan Blood Oath, which was devised by the Old Dragon Emperor to control the Dragon Kings through the Heaven and Earth Laws. Even a being as powerful as the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon couldn’t defy it.
“You say the Dragon Emperor’s descendant has taken you as their master. What’s going on? Could it be that something has happened to the Dragon Emperor?”
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon fixed its gaze on Lu Changsheng.
Evidently, having been exiled to an ancient star far isolated from the Three Realms by the Primordial Goddess, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon was entirely unaware of the events that had unfolded during its banishment.
An ancestor from Guanghan Palace replied, “Indeed, the Three Realms are abuzz with rumors that the Old Dragon Emperor has fallen, leading to infighting among the Dragon Clan’s tribes and forcing the Dragon Emperor’s descendant to flee to the Immortal Realm.”
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon’s pupils contracted sharply.