Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

Shen Wuming was stunned for a moment. This Candle Dragon's blood clearly caused great harm to the Red Dragon Demon King. Why...

"Your father planted it?"

Shen Wuming was full of confusion, "You hacked your mother to death? Why does your father hate you so much? Such a big grudge?"

The big mother dragon's face darkened, "Do you really think that I won't dare to beat you just because you have a higher level of cultivation than me?"

"No, let's just talk about the facts."

Shen Wuming took a step back, but he had no intention of bullying the weak and powerless little female dragon, “The problem is that this blood did harm you.”

"If it weren't for this blood, you should have broken through to the ninth level long ago."

"Even if the qualifications are too poor..."

"What did you say?" The big female dragon's eyes widened, "Who are you saying has poor qualifications?"

"Do you know that I was the most talented person among the younger generation in the Demon Country?"

"Even my father's pure-blooded descendants are thousands of miles behind me in talent."

“Okay, okay, okay, you have a good talent.” Shen Wuming spread his hands, “Come on, buddy, I have wine, do you have a story?”

Shen Wuming was quite interested in the gossip about the demon country back then.

Especially since this Red Dragon Demon King is the daughter of the Demon Emperor, how can this be considered as the secret history of the emperor?

"Bring the wine!"

The big mother dragon really stretched out her hand, Shen Wuming curled his lips, but still took out a pot of wine from his sleeve.

Ever since he mastered the art of space, he has prepared everything in his own space.

Wine, meat, meals, boilers, stoves, all are compressed into the space, making it very convenient to use.

There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the big mother dragon. "Your spatial skills have reached this level?"

“Is it strange?”

Shen Wuming threw the wine to him, then rolled up his sleeves, turned them inside out, and took out a table.

The main thing is that if you take it out directly, your sleeves will easily be torn, and then it will be embarrassing as you can't show off.

"Come, drink."

Shen Wuming put down two wine glasses and raised his hand, signaling the big mother dragon to pour wine for him.

The big mother dragon didn’t mind, she poured a glass for Shen Wuming, then she carried the wine pot and poured it directly into her mouth.

"Back then, by the Daming Lake..."

The dragonette's storytelling ability was not very good. She was almost starting from the creation of the world. She laid the groundwork for a long time but still hadn't gotten to the real key point.

Shen Wuming felt itchy in his heart when he heard this, and he could see that she was so melancholy, so he didn’t urge her, but clinked glasses with her.

"My mother at that time was a beauty of heaven, with a beautiful face and a fragrant scent..."

"It looks good anyway."

"And you also know that the dragon race is sexually promiscuous. I don't know how my father gave birth to me, but the blood of the Candle Dragon is very pure."

"So this promiscuous ability is even more extraordinary, plus he's handsome, powerful, and his family is rich."

"All in all, except for being a bit of a jerk, he can be said to be an unparalleled good man in the world."

"My mother was naturally deceived."

"Then, I was born... At this time, my father also disowned me. Of course, I don't blame him."

"I blamed him before, but I don't blame him anymore now."

"Because he didn't recognize me, it was purely because he couldn't recognize me anymore!"

"My mother is dead and I'm missing!"

"As for my father's descendants, I counted them before, and there are almost ten thousand of them. I really can't remember them all."

"So you didn't look for me much!"

When she said this, the big mother dragon saw Shen Wuming’s eyes widened, looking incredulous, and she was also helpless.

"I know this may be a bit subversive for you humans, but this is how the demon race is."

"Especially for some races, they may have hundreds or even thousands of fetuses in one litter. That's normal..."

What happened next was just as the rumors had said.

The big female dragon, who originally had a mediocre bloodline, encountered some kind of adventure and then began to rise.

And this so-called adventure was that she was found by her father.

However, her father did not bring her back to the clan, but threw her outside and trained her well, and finally she became the Red Dragon Demon King.

“However, although there is only one level from Demon Lord to Demon King, it is a difficult level for the demon race.”

"It may take tens of thousands of years to break through, and my father needs help, so he finally chooses to give me his Candle Dragon Blood!"

"Although my father is a descendant of Zhulong, he is not Zhulong himself, so the blood in his body is not that pure."

"Instead, he used a secret method to condense the essence of his entire body's blood, extracting more than ten drops and gave me one drop."

"What about the rest?" Shen Wuming immediately became interested. Is there any chance to get it?

After all, the blood of Zhulong looks like a good thing at first glance.

If he could get all of them, maybe he could even replicate a Zhulong.

After all, according to his speculation, there are things like red blood cells, white blood cells, genes, and DNA in the blood.

As long as a complete one can be extracted.

By then, using cloning technology, maybe we can clone an ancient demon god like Zhulong.

It’s pretty awesome just to think about it.

Even if the technology is difficult, as long as I am willing to study it, I have an incredible understanding.

"I just told you, my father has more than ten thousand bloodline descendants, so they must have been divided among them."

"If you want, go find it yourself."

"Anyway, after the war, some of them died or were maimed, and they probably wouldn't be alive today."

The Red Dragon Demon King shrugged his shoulders. He didn't feel much about the death of his brother and didn't care at all.

After all, there is really no emotion at all.

The only thing they have in common is that they have a common father.

"Okay!"

Shen Wuming thought about it and planned to learn the Yin-Yang School’s methods when he had time later.

In addition to the cultivation of yin and yang, there are also many things related to divination.

It's interesting indeed.

If you can work on it carefully, you might be able to calculate the location of other Zhulong blood.

This is like a fucking supercomputer!

"Then why did the blood of the Candle Dragon hinder your breakthrough? Logically speaking, aren't they from the same origin?"

Shen Wuming still didn’t understand, since the Demon Emperor was willing to spend such a huge cost to train the Red Dragon Demon King, it was definitely not to harm her.

"Blame my mother!"

The Red Dragon Demon King's face was filled with sadness. "My mother is a bastard... I'm not scolding her, she is a bastard."

"My bloodline is too mixed, and as a result, there are all kinds of things in my body, as you just saw."

"There is dragon blood, python blood, and this candle dragon blood. Do you think it will work if we mix them together?"

"If the blood of the Candle Dragon is mixed with other lower bloodlines, it can naturally be suppressed."

"But the blood of these dragons and pythons is not of low level!"

"Not to mention being able to compete with Zhulong, but at least we can compete with him if we join forces."

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