Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

Among the Demon Clan, the Pure Dragon Clan holds a relatively high status. Even though the Dragon Clan has been in decline for some time, they are not easily offended.

Since this Little White Dragon was sent by the West Sea Dragon King, it surely hasn't been captured and taken to the Dragon Stripping Platform for a visit.

"It was the doing of the Nine-Headed Beast. My fiancée had an affair with him and, on the day of our marriage, they eloped. I planned to kill these two thieves, but unfortunately, the Nine-Headed Beast was too strong and injured me."

Speaking of this, Ao Lie lowered his dragon head, sorrowful and hurt.

As the dignified Third Prince of the Western Sea Dragon, he married the daughter of the Well River Dragon King of the Emerald Waves Lake, which was indeed a marriage above his station.

Unexpectedly, this Wansheng Princess was so shameless, that she seduced the Nine-Headed Beast and attempted to elope on the wedding day.

Since you didn't want to marry him, why did you agree to the marriage in the first place?

The incident escalated, leaving Ao Lie dishonored, and the West Sea Dragon Palace became a laughing stock, forming an unbreakable feud between both sides!

Had the Nine-Headed Beast not reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal Peak level, immune to the Four Seas Dragon Clan's retributions, the Emerald Waves Lake would have been wiped out by now.

"Tsk tsk, you've been cuckolded, huh? That's so tragic, not only did someone steal your wife, but you got beaten up too."

The Nine-Headed Beast was impressive, not only did he beat the prince, but also stole his wife and inherited her family business.

At this moment, Little White Dragon felt so ashamed he wanted to die.

Weaker than others, he had his wife stolen, beaten up, and hoped his family would back him, but they ignored him.

Had he not been unable to defeat Chen Sanzang, Ao Lie might have stabbed this mocking monk seventeen or eighteen times with a sword!

"Why lament over a single flower when there are so many beautiful ones elsewhere?

After all, aren't they always saying dragons are inherently lecherous? Why are you so innocent?

As the West Sea Prince, surely you have some female demons wooing you?"

In the Primordial World, before the Dragon Phoenix Calamity, the Dragon Clan was once a tyrant, causing problems for countless virgins in various races, leading to many demons with dragon lineage appearing.

Why is it said dragons give birth to nine sons, each unique?

Isn't it because of the Ancestral Dragon's influence?

In the current Primordial World, any demon with good lineage often contains a trace of dragon bloodline.

And when the Heavenly Court entertains immortals, those dragon liver and phoenix marrow dishes are provided by dragon beasts with a hint of dragon bloodline.

After all, pure-blood dragons, though in decline, the Ancestral Dragon is still alive, and the heads of top forces know these facts.

So to eat pure-blood dragons happens occasionally and secretly.

Because the strength of the Ancestral Dragon is comparable to Supremes, at least on par with Zhen Yuanzi and the Ming River Sect Master.

Frankly speaking, today's Heavenly Court Master, the Jade Emperor Hao Tian, might borrow the position of Heavenly Emperor and gain Heavenly Dao support, and could only have a draw against the Ancestral Dragon.

But if he left the Heavenly Court, and fought in Chaos, Hao Tian would likely be beaten like a grandson by the Ancestral Dragon, being truly trampled into the ground.

For the Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Feng, and the Ancestral Qilin possess half-Chaos Demon God blood, a genuine bloodline advantage.

If Pangu hadn't split the heavens and shattered their chaotic bodies, forcing them to reshape and nurture in the Primordial World with residual bloodlines, their bloodlines would not have degraded significantly, and they could become Primordial Saints.

After all, Yang Mei is a prime example, during Pangu's Heaven-Opening War, relying on the Space Dao, did not destroy the Void Willow's chaotic body, only the source slightly damaged, severely injured.

Know that even Hongjun was severely damaged back then, yet Yang Mei escaped the Heaven-Opening Calamity. When Hongjun was about to become a saint, Yang Mei directly proved Dao with Strength in Chaos, becoming a Primordial.

And to not owe great karma in the Primordial World, nor want to become the one in Harmonization, Yang Mei fought with Hongjun in Chaos after he became a saint.

Hongjun attacked, Yang Mei only defended, using the Void Willow's brushing powerlessness and the laws of space, collecting all of Hongjun's Magical Treasures, forcing Hongjun to concede, and then returning those Innate Treasures to him.

Afterward, he retreated into chaos, left the Primordial World, and roamed the Chaotic Sea.

"As dignified Third Prince of the West Sea, how could I possibly fancy those roadside wildflowers?"

Ao Lie said arrogantly.

"So you found a loose woman instead?"

Chen Sanzang rolled his eyes, rebuking him, instantly breaking the Little White Dragon's defense.

Faced with silence, and eyes flashing dangerous red light, Chen Sanzang tossed over the wine gourd.

"Tsk tsk, truly a pure-hearted Little White Dragon, inexperienced in societal beatings. Is a home flower as fragrant as a wildflower?"

As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine not as good as a stolen one, stolen yet unattainable is better. Which man isn't into this?

This Little White Dragon clearly hasn't been socially beaten yet; Chen Sanzang doesn't mind giving him good guidance.

Seeing the downhearted, yet a bit angry but speechless Little White Dragon, Chen Sanzang didn't continue teasing.

"Alright, don't look glum, just a loose woman gone, there will be countless beautiful female demons waiting for you in the future.

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This humble monk assures you will enjoy life, roaming the world, promoting the dragon bloodline.

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

You, as a pure-blood dragon, why not follow the example of your predecessors?"

Chen Sanzang poured a bunch of nonsense into him; though it didn't work immediately, it sowed a seed in the naive Little White Dragon's heart.

"Come, don't think too much, first transform into human form, enjoy some good food and wine, help me set up the pot and start boiling the water, Little Kongkong will be back soon, and we'll have a meal."

Chen Sanzang laid leisurely on a recliner, concurrently placing some spirit fruit on a little tiger's back, enjoying eating and drinking.

Transformed into human form, Little White Dragon Ao Lie obediently squatted in front of a large hot pot, casting a spell to ignite the flame and heat the pot.

"Old Chen, the game you wanted is here. Pure-blood dragons are hard to deal with, so this Flood Dragon will have to do."

Sun Wukong, stepping on the Somersault Cloud, dragging a Flood Dragon with a head larger than his, quickly returned from the horizon.

"Clean it up, don't waste the dragon blood, cut the Dragon Whip down to soak in wine, it's a great supplement!"

Chen Sanzang wiped away tears from the corners of his mouth, floated to the Flood Dragon's back half, and pulled out a butchering knife from who knows where. He aimed at a crucial area and swiftly severed a huge chunk, quickly storing it away.

The sight made Sun Wukong grimace, but he couldn't do anything about this.

After spending time together in recent days, Sun Wukong and Chen Sanzang had sparred three times, with each fight ending in a draw, but neither had been serious.

If a death match occurred, Sun Wukong was confident in defeating this Corrupted Monk, but he would definitely be heavily injured too.

This was an instinct from practicing the Chaos Demon Ape's Body Refining Technique after a physical transformation.

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

Casually handing the Flood Dragon to Ao Lie, Sun Wukong bared his teeth in what was intended as a friendly (but fierce) smile.

In that instant, Little White Dragon felt a chill and nodded woodenly, dragging the Flood Dragon's corpse to the pond.

Using his mana to evaporate the cold sweat that had just appeared while dismantling the Flood Dragon's body with grievance.

In that brief moment, Ao Lie felt as if he were on a chopping board, awaiting the brutal monkey to cut, skin, tendon, and slice.

Terror struck deep!

Thus, Ao Lie fearfully accepted the Flood Dragon's corpse and clumsily began cooking.

A Flood Dragon hot pot was enjoyed immensely by the man, monkey, and dragon.

Of course, the man relished, the monkey found it palatable, but the lone dragon had a sour expression, shedding tears while eating Flood Dragon meat with a dragon bloodline.

Pure-blood dragons sometimes indulge, eating demon beasts with dragon lineage but never those whose blood concentration is nearing the point of transformation.