Dragon Clan: Undercover at the beginning, the road to becoming a god

"The employer's request is just to solve supernatural phenomena, so we can just deal with it."

Su Mo recalled the mission requirements, and then suddenly asked Xia Mi.

"I remember that dragons can gain each other's strength by devouring the bones of the same kind, right?"

"That's right."

Xia Mi nodded and then added.

"But it doesn't mean much if such a weak chicken swallows it."

Xia Mi really looked down on a spirit that was so weak that even she subconsciously ignored it.

Not to mention Yan Ling Snake, which was a category she already controlled.

"It may not mean much to you, but it's different to me."

Su Mo touched his chin and looked at the crouching dragon in front of him.

"You think, if I make soup with this guy, can I get the spirit of speech? This guy looks very weak."

Although only the Dragon King can form the Dragon Bone Cross.

But dragons can also gain strength by devouring each other. No matter how weak the snake in front of him is, it is still a real dragon, and its speech spirit still has a certain value to Su Mo.

"no."

Xia Mi immediately shook his head.

"No matter how weak it is, it is still a dragon. Even though it is small in size, it has already passed the embryonic stage. What flows in its body is not fetal blood but formed dragon blood. The corrosiveness of dragon blood is still effective."

Hearing what she said, Su Mo looked at the gold thread coiled on the dining table and asked curiously.

"You mean, this little bit of dragon blood is enough to corrode a person?"

"One-time erosion may be difficult, but the erosion of dragon blood is continuous, and it is difficult for ordinary people to resist."

Xia Mi explained seriously.

"What if I can resist its erosion?"

Su Mo continued to ask questions.

He wasn't particularly interested in this snake, he was just curious and wanted to ask.

In terms of the toxicity of dragon blood, this N-generation species must be far inferior to Xia Mi. With Su Mo's resistance (if there is any), he should be able to suppress it easily.

"If you can resist it, the corrosiveness of the dragon's blood will indeed be suppressed by you."

Xia Mi nodded, agreeing with Su Mo's idea.

"But dragon blood only has this amount. If you really suppress it completely, the bloodline you get will most likely be horribly low. Such a low concentration may not be enough for you to exert your inherited speech spirit."

"……I see."

Su Mo nodded and understood the reason why Xia Mi didn't want him to do this.

"If you can withstand the erosion, then this bit of dragon blood is meaningless. If you can't withstand the erosion, you may become a deadpool. In this way, this thing is useless!"

"That's not entirely true."

After thinking about it, Xia Mi shook his head.

"If you have already obtained the bloodline and devour this thing, you can obtain its spirit. It can be said that there is an additional method."

"As for the corrosiveness of dragon blood, I will do a test at that time to see how resistant you are to dragon blood. If you can't withstand it, let alone my dragon blood."

After thinking about it, Xia Mi finally discovered the use of this thing.

Didn't Su Mo always doubt that he didn't have Blood Mourning?

Just use the blood of this thing to verify it when the time comes.

It is equivalent to a skin test before taking penicillin, which can test whether Su Mo is resistant.

"I understand, let's fatten them up and then kill them."

Su Mo understood what Xia Mi meant and agreed with her proposal.

A man and a woman looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

The dragons on the dining table continued to tremble, completely unaware that they had escaped from the gate of hell.

But it’s okay not to know, after all, it just changed from the death penalty to execution after autumn, and the fate has not changed much.

After deciding not to kill this guy for the time being, Xia Mi restrained his power.

The dragon in front of it did not dare to run away. After realizing that the dragon's power and murderous intent had dissipated, it raised its head slightly, then bowed its head to Xia Mi in a flattering manner, and exposed its belly, as if to express its submission.

Seeing this thing suddenly became well-behaved.

Su Mo was curious and wanted to poke with his chopsticks.

Unexpectedly, before his chopsticks even got close to the dragon, it turned around and grinned at Su Mo, spitting out the letter fiercely, and the gaze in its golden eyes was still fierce.

It probably didn't know Xia Mi's identity and just treated her as a noble descendant of the royal family.

And Su Mo is a person who is useful to this noble prince.

But no matter how useful it is, it's just a mere human being, just a prop.

In the hierarchy of dragons, human servants belong to the lowest level, not even comparable to Deadpool.

Therefore, in the heart of this dragon, among the three people in the food chain, Xia Mi, who is a royal figure, has the highest status, followed by its N-generation species, and Su Mo, a mere human, has the lowest status.

Therefore, it showed its surrender to Xia Mi without hesitation, but it did not hesitate to show its fierce side to Su Mo.

The style of bullying the weak and fearing the strong is vividly reflected.

Seeing this scene, Xia Mi narrowed his eyes.

She really didn't have any murderous intention towards this dust-like thing.

It's just cleaning the dust, so why is there any need to kill?

If it wasn't useful to keep this thing, she would just smash it into mud.

Su Mo noticed the subtle changes in Xia Mi's expression.

He shook his head.

"There's no rush yet."

At this time, Hunter Network's mission was officially completed.

After recalling the whole process, Su Mo suddenly realized a doubt.

"Speaking of which, why does it keep releasing the speech spirit? Why does it deliberately create this noise when it obviously can't get out?"

Xia Mi was slightly startled when he heard this question.

"Yes!"

After seeing the task completed, she didn't think about what happened before. But if she thought about it carefully, she would find doubts. Why did this dragon do this?

It was locked in a wine tank and couldn't break free. The remaining energy should be put into hibernation. Why should it expend its energy to activate the spirit spirit?

Even if the Yanling [Snake] does not consume much, there is no special reason to do this!

She turned her doubtful gaze back to the dragon, and the little snake with a golden thread immediately crawled up its body in a fawning manner.

It can't speak, and dragon language can only speak spiritually, so it can't ask anything.

Su Mo thought for a while, then picked up the knife and cut open the belly of the King Cobra lying on the ground.

A sound like a defeat sounded, but the body of the seemingly fat King Cobra was a bit empty.

As he expected, the inside of the King Cobra had been bitten to pieces and a small part of it was eaten. This must have been done by this dragon.

Releasing the spirit of speech is also a burden for this N-generation species. It needs to recuperate both mentally and physically. This dragon relies on the flesh and blood of the King Cobra to support nutrition.

Su Mo turned over the fragments of the glass bottle cap and found a label inside. It was something the owner of the snake wine put on it three months ago to mark the date and avoid missing the best time to brew the wine.

"This dragon was put into a wine tank three months ago, but it remained silent and used hibernation to preserve its life. It wasn't until a month ago that it suddenly woke up and began to release the spirit of speech, causing supernatural events. "

Su Mo analyzed the dragon's actions according to the timeline.

Then he quickly caught the point.

"What on earth caused it to suddenly wake up?"

He looked at Xia Mi.

After hearing Su Mo's analysis, Xia Mi was slightly startled, and then answered.

"The way to revive sleeping dragons is bloodline summoning?"

At this point, the two of them looked at each other and thought of the water monster Su Mo encountered while fishing today.

"Could it be... related to that thing?"