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Seeing Mo Yu, who was staring at him with a smile that was not a smile, Long Bufan squinted his eyes. This fellow was indeed not a good person.
"In that case, I shall grant your wish." Long Bufan sneered in his heart, "I just wonder if you have the luck to sit in the position of the Monarch!"
Seeing Long Bufan remain silent, Mo Yu's lips curved up in a profound smile, and said doubtfully: "Dragon Blood Wine is truly strong, we were all unconscious last night. But just now, how come I saw my Fourth Sister walking out of your dorm?"
With such an obvious answer, Long Bufan could not help but curse that hypocritical guy in his heart.
However, the expression on Long Bufan's face did not change at all, and he said with a smile: "Actually, long ago, I already developed feelings for the Violet Princess, and this time, I thank His Highness Second Prince for his help."
After saying that, Long Bufan courteously bowed to Mo Yu in a neither humble nor haughty manner, as if he was a member of a royal family, expressing his gratitude to him for joining their camp in the future.
Seeing this scene, Mo Yu was quite a smart person. He couldn't help but laugh excitedly, "Good, from today onwards, we will work together to show our ambition and create a good future together!"
As he spoke, a hint of coldness flashed across Mo Yu's eyes. His gaze swept across the dormitories in the surroundings, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile that held victory within his grasp.
This was the dormitory area Region of the Azure Dragon Military Palace, and all of the royal students were gathered here, and they were all experts in martial arts. The reason he said it out loud was to let the people of the First Prince know that Long Bufan was already a member of his side of the Power, and did not need to trouble himself any further to rope him in.
Looking at Mo Yu's arrogant and confident look, Long Bufan's gaze sank. He had initially planned to fish up some dragon blood from the First Prince and then also some from Mo Yu. But now, his plan of killing two birds with one stone had completely vanished.
"In that case, I'll get enough from you." Long Bufan made up his mind and decided to strike a heavy blow on Mo Yu's body.
With a change in his thoughts, Long Bufan feigned helplessness and sighed: "I am indebted to the second prince's respect for me, but unfortunately, I am born in a clan of the Mora's, so the resources I am able to allocate are originally limited. Although my talent in the Martial arts is not bad, and I have secretly traded in my family's business for a lot of dragon blood, but I can only advance to my current six wings form, if ?."
When he heard these words, Mo Yu's gaze shifted slightly as he hurriedly asked, "If what?"
Upon seeing Mo Yu take the bait, Long Bufan turned around with his back facing him, and the corner of his mouth raised into a sly smile that was hard to detect. His voice however, became slightly deeper, "If I could have obtained even more dragon blood to temper my body, I would have been able to ascend to the next realm and advance to the battle form of the Eight-winged Dragon Blood Demon King."
"Eight wings?!"
Just as Long Bufan had expected, when he heard that Long Bufan still had room for advancement, Mo Yu's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but become excited.
All along, the reason why he could not defeat First Prince Mo Wuji, was because there was no one under his command that could become the Eight-winged Dragon Blood King. No matter what he did, he would always be suppressed by that guy, but now, if he could cultivate Long Bufan to become the Eight-winged Dragon Blood King, the Power that he had would be greatly shortened.
Immediately, Mo Yu took a deep breath, stared at Long Bufan with blazing eyes and asked: "Huo Chen, if this prince is able to help, I will definitely help you with all my might. Tell me, how much more dragon blood do you need?"