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Hearing what Long Bufan said, the Tower Master was no longer as decisive as before.
Seeing that, Long Bufan's eyes sunk, he looked at the Tower Lord doubtfully, thinking, "Could it be that this guy wants to take the Black Jiao as his own?"
This kind of thought, was not because Long Bufan was too suspicious or did not trust the Heavenly Tower Master, but rather, because of the Black Jiao's bloodline, its fighting skills were extremely high. According to the hearts of normal people, after successfully planting the slave imprint, more or less, the idea of taking the Black Jiao as his subordinate would surface.
Long Bufan did not voice out his suspicions clearly, and asked: "Senior Mo Tian, do you have any other concerns?"
Hearing Long Bufan's tactful words, the Tower Master who had lived for seven to eight hundred years, with his vast experience, how could he not see through Long Bufan's thoughts?
However, the Tower Lord didn't mind in the slightest. With a calm expression, he said, "I heard you say that if the Black Flood Dragon used the power of the Royal Family, I'm afraid that you wouldn't be his match."
"If such a dangerous fellow were to rely solely on that illusory friendship of yours to stand on his own, it would be a bit far-fetched. After all, the person who released his thought this time, if he sees us as enemies without being able to control himself, the consequences will be unimaginable. "
"Therefore, this old man has yet to make up my mind. I want to remove the slave seal within his body." The Tower Lord looked at Long Bufan and spoke with a serious tone.
Hearing that, Long Bufan's heart was startled, he suddenly felt that the Pavilion Master Mo Tian was not being unreasonable, it seemed like he misunderstood him.
After all, Long Bufan had never fought with the Black Flood Dragon, who was using the power of the Royal Family. As for how terrifying the abilities of the Black Flood Dragon after transforming into the Royal Form, Long Bufan could not imagine.
Even the ten-winged Demon Emperor, Mo Lianyun, was somewhat afraid of the Black Flood Dragon's royal form. It was not difficult to guess that once the Black Flood Dragon used its royal form, Mo Lianyun might not even be a match for the Black Flood Dragon!
Thus, Mo Lianyun had deliberately forbidden the Black Flood Dragon from using the royal form in order to prevent it from losing control!
Thinking about this, Long Bufan's expression also gradually became grave at this moment. Since the situation had developed to this point, he had no choice but to be cautious.
"As expected, ginger is really spicy." Long Bufan could not help but sigh in his heart, but on the surface, he said with feigned emotion: "Tower Master Mo Tian, it seems like you were the one who thought it through, but I was too suspicious."
He stared at Long Bufan and said meaningfully: "If you don't feel at ease, this old man can pass on the slave imprint within the Black Flood Dragon's body to you."
"Passing?!"
Hearing these words, Long Bufan's eyes flashed, he looked at the Tower Master in shock, and could not help but ask: "Can I pass on the slave imprint to others?"
I have lived in the Infernal domain for more than five hundred years. Although I don't know much about these kinds of cultivation techniques, I am still slightly proficient in them. Moreover, this old man is already old. Perhaps, I might be able to control the black dragon for a short period of time.
Seeing that the Tower Master was not selfish at all, Long Bufan licked his lips and laughed: "Since the Heavenly Tower Master is willing to pass on the slave seal to me, then I will accept it."