To be honest, Luo Yan felt that the Jiaolong clan's character was somewhat peculiar.
On one hand, they had an exclusionary temperament similar to that of the Feathered Clan, being very vigilant towards everything outside; on the other hand, once someone had them by the throat, they would surrender immediately, faster than anyone else.
Ignoring the Jiaolong's incessant prompts of "What's next? What's next?" Luo Yan simply secured the droplet of essence blood and then frowned as he said:
"Didn't you mention Dragon Blood Pills? How did it turn into Dragon Blood? My wife told you so many secrets of the Cultivation Realm, and this is what you give us?"
Who wants to hear secrets of the Cultivation Realm! What I want to hear is the history of the Jiaolong clan after I was trapped!
The Jiaolong roared angrily in its heart but disdainfully said:
"My blood is the Dragon Blood Pill. Since you came for this, don't you even know that?"
