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Long Bufan's words, which were obviously threatening and threatening, seemed to have a huge effect. It immediately caused the Dark Fire Dragon Lion's body to tremble slightly as its blood-red beast eyes glared furiously at Long Bufan. A faint trace of fear could be seen in the depths of its eyes.
In the three years it had been imprisoned here, although its blood essence had only been extracted three times, making it the least selected of all the Demonic Beast in the Imperial Beast Garden, the intense pain that had sunk into its blood vessels was unforgettable. It was like being bitten by ten thousand ants, and it could be said to be worse than death.
Yet now, this damned draconian actually planned to extract the blood of the dragon once a day!
At this point, the Dark Flame Dragon Lion's heart chilled and its entire body trembled in fear.
Seeing the slight change in the Dark Flame Dragon Lion, Long Bufan focused his gaze and said with a cold expression: "I only have one condition, and that is to become my mount, and you will be able to completely rid yourself of the painful days of having the dragon's blood essence in your body forcefully extracted."
The Dark Flame Dragon Lion was a high level nine Demonic Beast, coupled with the fact that it had inherited the dragon race bloodline, it had always been proud of itself. Now that it heard that it was going to be reduced to a mount, its noble dignity was naturally hard to accept.
Immediately after, the Dark Flame Dragon Lion snorted angrily, with a look of contempt, it spoke in human language: "You Pseudosaurus, yet you call yourselves the royal family. Strictly speaking, you are just some Demonic Beast with high intelligence, relying on forcefully absorbing the dragon's blood essence to strengthen your bloodline, thereby achieving a form of evolution in your body."
"And you, a mere eight wings, with the strength of a Demonic Beast of the eighth step, want me to submit to you as your mount? You are simply wishful thinking!"
The Dark Flame Dragon Lion's words were incisive and it revealed the true identity of the Royal Family in one go.
Hearing this, Long Bufan's heart was startled, he felt that this fellow's description of the Royal Family was very fitting!
This was because, in another perspective, the Two-Winged Dragonblood Warrior Weapon could be said to be a lowest level Demonic Beast with an IQ comparable to a human. It could rely on absorbing more dragon blood into its bloodline to achieve the powerful effect of evolution and transformation.
As the density of the dragon blood in his veins increased, and until all of it was replaced with dragon blood, he would be able to transform into the body of the dragon race according to the top tier cultivation method of the Mysterious Devil Art and the help of the Demonic Dragon Spirit Body.
"So ? This was the true Essence of the royal clan ?.
Understanding this point, Long Bufan gained a deeper understanding of himself as well. He had a strange feeling that he suddenly understood something.
"Someone from the Blame, how dare you be disrespectful to my master. You must be tired of living!"
When he heard the Dark Flame Dragon Lion's disdainful tone, Long San's face immediately filled with anger. He took out an iron scale whip from his storage ring and grasped it in his hand. With a violent shake, a crisp, ear-piercing sound rang out.
"Stop!"
Seeing that, Long Bufan shouted indifferently.
"Yes, Master."
Hearing Long Bufan's order, Long San immediately retracted the iron whip that he was about to whip towards the Dark Flame Dragon Lion, and then, he respectfully stood to the side. Under the suppression of the slave imprint Power, the thoughts and consciousness in his soul all completely obeyed Long Bufan's command without any resistance.
However, the Dark Flame Dragon Lion, which was immune to Long Bufan's pain from the iron whip, still had a cold and indifferent expression, and didn't have the slightest bit of gratitude.