"Sigh!
You're the only dragon left here. Black Treasure and the rest are all on the Shenglong Continent. I don't know when we'll meet again! "
Thinking of this, Zhang Xing couldn't help but feel melancholy.
"I think … as long as boss can quickly recover his cultivation and become a god, he should be able to find his way back."
Jin Bao comforted.
"I hope so …"
"My body is a little weird right now."
"Low cultivation, strong body, low mental realm. I can't feel the realms beyond the second step."
"I'll have to cultivate again in the near future!"
Zhang Xing shook his head. But it was good to cultivate again. Perhaps he could gain a deeper understanding.
He looked at the ninety-nine dark blue dragon eggs in the castle, waiting to hatch.
He then looked at the lottery system.
The experience points stored inside had been reset to zero for some reason.
The system didn't change other than that.
The next task was to nurture these dark blue dragon eggs.
The system didn't prompt him, so he didn't know what kind of dragon it was.
But now wasn't the time. He had to send the elder of the Black-Robed Sect away first.
This period of time didn't seem short, but it was only an instant.
He looked at Song Zhong.
Song Zhong immediately became nervous. This kid was definitely pretending to be weak.
Someone who didn't die after being hit in the head by an early stage Marrow Cleansing martial artist had to be in the Meditation realm!
He had to be in the Meditation realm!
Apart from this realm, even a late stage Marrow Cleansing martial artist wouldn't be able to block that attack.
Other than fear, there was only sorrow in his heart.
He started as a Postnatal Qi Refinement Warrior and spent a lot of effort to reach the Connate realm.
This process took nearly twenty years.
Then, he spent another twenty years going from early stage Connate to mid stage Connate to late stage Connate to early stage Marrow Cleansing.
But now, the young man in front of him was missing an arm and his right leg was lame. He couldn't be more than twenty years old.
He was actually in the Meditation realm!
The heavens were unfair!
Under the eyes of a Meditation realm, no matter how he struggled, he would die. He was already disheartened.
But he suddenly remembered that he had a hostage beside him.
His only arm immediately grabbed the white-clothed girl and used her as a shield.
"Let me go, or I'll kill her. No one will know the secret of the treasure!"
Song Zhong said with a strong front.
"Hehe …"
Zhang Xing smiled.
"Do you believe that I can kill you before you make a move?"
"I don't believe you!"
Song Zhong gripped the woman's throat tightly. "If you dare to move, she will die!"
The white-robed woman's injuries had yet to heal, and her face was even paler than before.
She bit her lips and looked at Zhang Xing expectantly.
"Sigh!"
Zhang Xing shook his head. "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. If I want you to die, you have to die!"
As he spoke, he flicked his finger lightly.
The hope in the white-clothed woman's eyes instantly vanished, turning into helpless despair!
She didn't expect Zhang Xing to be so heartless and not care about her life or death.
Song Zhong was also shocked. This brat was too ruthless. As expected, the higher the cultivation, the more ruthless he was.
Since you don't care about her life or death, then I'll go all out. It's worth it to have a beauty accompany me to death.
In an instant, he tightened his grip on the white-clothed woman's fingers, intending to strangle her throat.
But at this moment, he suddenly heard a pop.
Song Zhong felt all the strength in his body disappear.
He felt pain on his back, as if his heart had been pierced. He slowly lowered his head to look at his chest.
As expected, a hole the size of a thumb appeared in front of his eyes.
"You …"
Song Zhong's fingers fell limply from the white-clothed woman's throat, and his body fell to the ground, dead.