Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times - Chapter 843: 275: The Playboy's Returning Grace._2

Chapter 843: Chapter 275: The Playboy’s Returning Grace._2

“However, although I cannot sell you the dragon cub, I can sell you the opportunity to breed.”

“The opportunity to breed?” the Dragon Clan Patriarch responded somewhat bewilderedly.

“Hey.”

Standing to the side, Fat Long expressed his displeasure faintly: “If you are uneducated, please consider advancing your studies in a private school for a few years, or speak less. Helping a race on the verge of extinction to continue its lineage is a noble deed. Why do you make it sound akin to breeding pigs?”

“Him?”

The Dragon Clan Patriarch realized something and looked at the chubby man whom Ao Tian had introduced to him initially, speaking instinctively.

“Hmm.”

This time, without waiting for Ao Tian to explain, Fat Long spoke up himself, showing his few entries before proudly saying, “Arrange the time as soon as possible. Brother Qiu is planning to leave the Vast Continent in these days, so there isn’t much time left for you.”

“During this time, the more female dragons you can find, the more cubs you can leave.”

“The grade of their bloodline should also not be too low.”

“There is a drawback though—the injuries I suffer will be shared among these dragon cubs. In other words, if I die, these cubs will all die too. Consider this carefully.”

…

Dozens of breaths later.

The Dragon Clan Patriarch looked at the few entries floating mid-air before him, his eyes filled with shock; he had never thought that these few entries could be combined. They were all lower-level entries, but why had he never seen anyone successfully combine them before?

And indeed they were successfully combined.

It is said that the first Dragon Clan Patriarch possessed these few entries, which is why so many mixed-breed species with dragon blood emerged.

Th𝗶𝑠 𝒸h@p𝘵ᥱr 𝑖𝕤 p𝙤𝗌𝑡є𝘥 b𝕪 𝘒ɪƚɛ𝖓𝑜𝖛℮𝓁

“But…”

He muttered somewhat blankly, “Even with these entries, the dragon cubs born from the human race and the Dragon Clan won’t have pure bloodlines; they’ll be hybrids, and these cubs are…”

“Oh.”

Ao Tian, as if suddenly enlightened, patted the back of his head: “I forgot to introduce you. The person standing beside me, Sect Grand Elder of Chao Tian Sect, Fat Long, possesses the Twelfth Grade Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline. The bloodline of the cubs born will definitely be pure.”

“And the grade will also be very high.”

“Twelfth…”

The Dragon Clan Patriarch, his voice trembling, was just about to say something.

But was interrupted by Fat Long saying: “Alright, enough said. Let’s start the journey. Didn’t I tell you? Chao Tian Sect will soon be leaving the Vast Continent. There’s a lot to do and little time.”

Finally, I could once again enhance my Cultivation.

I hope there are some highly cultivated female dragons in the Dragon Clan this time.”

…

“…”

Ao Tian gazed after the departing figures of Fat Long and the Dragon Clan Patriarch, sighing deeply. This Dragon Clan Patriarch probably still didn’t understand what he was about to face; without dragon cubs, he was always anxious about succession issues.

Suddenly having so many dragon cubs, and all reaching adulthood within a year.

From now on, the Dragon Clan Patriarch would likely struggle for a long time with how to raise these cubs.

Although the time to reach adulthood had significantly shortened, the resources needed for adulthood were not small at all; if there were not enough resources, the adults would become malformed dragons, and he had emptied the entire Dragon Clan Treasure Vault at that time.

…

Before departing, the Dragon Clan Patriarch also sought out Chen Qiu with Fat Long to express his gratitude before hurriedly leaving; he couldn’t delay Chen Qiu’s departure any longer.

On the way.

The Dragon Clan Patriarch showed great respect to Fat Long, even allowing him to ride on his dragon’s back. This act was an extreme mark of respect for a guest among the Dragon Clan, especially since he was not an ordinary member of the Dragon Clan. He thought that Fat Long might show a hint of pleasure in his eyes since it was indeed an honorable matter.

He did not expect the other party to show no reaction, acting as if this were normal.

Feeling a bit disappointed, but also quickly realizing it. After all, Fat Long had encountered too many dragons on regular days; such a matter, for Fat Long, probably wasn’t anything significant. So many dragon cubs, nothing special about riding one.

…

Pingxi State.

Inside Taiping Prefecture, an old man with white hair and a dignified face was lying expressionless in a rocking chair, silent for a long time. He had been very happy lately because of his correct decision, while the strongest from other states had sought their own deaths to enter the underworld for protection; he alone could still enjoy the sunlight in the Mortal World.

This was very exciting, and he didn’t know how many celebratory feasts he had thrown.

Every time Chen Qiu ascended the Heavenly Dao Decree and grew stronger, he had to throw a celebration. The stronger Chen Qiu became, the more it meant his decision at that time was correct.

Indeed it was so.

The Unique King contest hadn’t even started, and the kings from other states had already slit their throats to go to the underworld.

But…

A recent event had his mood plunging into the depths; his fairy had died again, and the Red Entry ‘Fairy’s First Night’ became invalid again. He was in despair. He couldn’t understand why a fairy had to die just like that.

As a fairy, wouldn’t she have any means to save her own life?

Or was it that the environment in the Immortal Realm had become so perilous, where everyone was in danger, and death was everywhere?

Who could be like him, blessed because of his ancestors’ accrued virtues, having had the chance to be favored by a fairy twice? Yet both these opportunities ended with the fairy’s death.

“No way…”

He gritted his teeth, a decisive glint flashing in his eyes. He needed to find a way to change his entry set, although this would drastically decrease his abilities in the short term and he would lose the ability to overpower opponents beyond his level, short-term pain was better than long-term suffering.

Without ‘Fairy’s First Night’, the strength of his other entries was completely random, and his power was completely unpredictable.