427: Personality should be stable

"Name."

"Blood Demon."

"? I asked for your name, not a title."

"My name is Blood Demon."

"Oh, quite arrogant, aren't you?"

"Whether I'm arrogant or not, just follow the rules."

"Tch, age."

"Twelve thousand forty-one years old."

"? Are you kidding me?"

"If you don't believe me, test it yourself. Can't you be a bit more professional? So jumpy."

"Apologies, I've had strict training and usually don't act this way. Now, let's get back to the main topic. Strength."

"According to your Dragon Realm's terms, I'm Dragon God Six Star."

"?" The young Dragonkin looked up at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye looked at him. Strict training? A mocking curve couldn't help but form on his lips.

The young Dragonkin suppressed his astonishment.

"You said you want to apply to help deal with that Blood Cloud?" the young Dragonkin asked.

"Yes, that's right. As my name suggests, I'm a professional," Lin Ye boasted.

He had now controlled his muscles to change his face, and with his expression, he appeared exceptionally arrogant.

"Our Dragon Clan has sent many professionals for that Blood Cloud, but to no avail. Are you sure you can do it?" The young Dragonkin seemed to feel like he had gained an advantage, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"You'll know if you try," Lin Ye said, crossing his arms and leaning his head back.

"Show-off," the young Dragonkin muttered under his breath.

After performing some relatively standard tests on Lin Ye, the young Dragonkin was secretly shocked.

Damn it, I thought he was bragging, but he's actually serious.

A Dragon God Six Star at over twelve thousand years old!!!

Many staff members from the government center gathered around.

"A Dragon God Six Star at twelve thousand years old? My great-grandson is millions of years older than him."

"Forget your great-grandson, my Dragon baby is only a little over twelve thousand years old."

"Are the demonic cultivators of the Eastern Great World so outrageous?"

"I've learned something new. They say demonic cultivators increase their cultivation as easily as eating and drinking. Now I finally understand what 'eating and drinking' means."

"That's right. Before, I had no concept of eating and drinking. We were born Dragon Kings. Now I finally have a concept."

These people—oh no, Dragons—have extremely strong bloodlines, and most reached Star Level or above at birth.

However, growing up is harder for them than for others. Twelve thousand years old is just a baby Dragon for those with extremely rich Dragon blood.

Now, a being at the baby Dragon level possesses the power of a Dragon God Six Star. This is as shocking as seeing a baby in a stroller on the street and being told he's a boxing champion.

"Can it only be said that he is indeed a demonic cultivator? It is said that the demonic cultivators of the Eastern Great World commit all kinds of evil, engage in bloody massacres, devour heaven and earth, and defy the heavens to rapidly advance their cultivation. Now, seeing this, it is indeed true. How much evil karma has this Blood Demon accumulated?"

"Terrifying, truly terrifying."

The last Dragon concluded.

All the Dragons gasped, taking a collective step back.

They were Dragons, true, and there were indeed evil Dragons among them, but they hadn't reached such a heinous level. Now, seeing a god of slaughter, they were all deeply awed.

Coincidentally, Lin Ye's gaze swept over them. His blood-red eyes and the blood-colored patterns covering his entire body made the young Dragonkin hold their breath.

They dodged left and right, pretending to chat, avoiding that terrifying gaze.

"This effect is really good," Lin Ye thought, very satisfied.

He usually didn't activate the intimidation of his Blood Demon Body. After all, activating it in the universe didn't make him seem like a good person.

Now that he was in another world where no one knew him, he could just go for it.

The young Dragonkin immediately straightened his posture.

Goodness, can't provoke, can't provoke. This is a true genius, an extreme genius in slaughter.

"Esteemed guest, please follow me."

Seeing his initially arrogant, now obsequious manner, the other young Dragonkin looked at him with disdain.

He immediately glared back. You think you can do better?

Lin Ye followed the young Dragonkin to the edge of the Blood Cloud.

"This area was originally the sacred land of the Yunlong Clan, but an entrance to the Battlefield of the Gods unexpectedly appeared. Blood and fire polluted the pure clouds, and even this edge is not a place where ordinary creatures can stay for long," the young Dragonkin introduced.

"Actually, the most important thing is that the blood of the Chaotic Beast is too violent. Once contaminated with chaotic power, ordinary treatment methods don't work. That's why our Dragon Clan is extremely troubled by this. If left to develop, it will inevitably turn this place into a dead end." There was some sorrow in the young Dragonkin's eyes.

He was from the Yunlong Clan, and it was this identity that made him eager to resolve the blood source pollution and restore a complete sacred land to the Yunlong Clan.

"Be careful when you try. The blood of the Chaotic Beast is not that simple," the young Dragonkin warned.

"So much nonsense. Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I, Blood Demon, can't," Lin Ye said.

He pushed aside the young Dragonkin in front of him, and a powerful suction force emanated from his hand, the black vortex gradually expanding.

The thick, crimson cloud sea was sucked into the vortex.

"Oh my dear mother, big brother, be careful! With this amount, if rejection occurs, you're finished!" the young Dragonkin said anxiously.

This method of devouring was not uncommon; he had seen many. But to devour so much at once? You're asking for death!

Lin Ye, however, continued as he pleased.

"What pure quality! This Chaotic Beast blood is simply a great tonic!" A glint flashed in Lin Ye's eyes.

He unconsciously increased the suction.

The young Dragonkin went from anxious to dumbfounded, and finally became too excited to calm down.

Oh my goodness, I've met a true god.

As they say, every profession has its specialists. For things like destroying corpses and erasing traces, you need a professional.

As time passed, a large expanse of blood-colored clouds disappeared, and Lin Ye gradually became "full."

"That's enough for today. I need to go back and digest," Lin Ye unconsciously let out a satisfied burp.

"My dear brother, no, my dear father, please come in," the young Dragonkin said with a fawning expression.

As long as you can restore the Yunlong Clan's home, you are my ancestor.

Lin Ye looked at the young Dragonkin, his expression strange. He had never seen such a person before.

Is this guy really a Dragon?

"Let's discuss the terms later. First, find me a place to digest," Lin Ye said arrogantly.

"Alright, no rush on the contract. We will certainly give you the highest courtesy. Please rest first, don't overwork yourself."

The young Dragonkin bowed, gesturing for him to enter.

Lin Ye led the way.

After settling Lin Ye, the young Dragonkin could no longer contain his excitement.

He immediately transformed into his true form, a giant snow-white Dragon appeared. Its pristine scales reflected the sunlight, emitting a seven-colored halo. Its soft lines lacked the ferocity of other giant Dragons; the entire giant Dragon was filled with a sacred beauty.

Who could have imagined that the true form of that initially arrogant, then obsequious figure was so beautiful?

With a flap of his wings, he shot through the air like a sharp sword.

Cloud Dragons are a very small sub-species within the giant Dragon race, but the Dragon Realm is so vast that even a small sub-species can have a considerable population.

He soared to the Yunlong Clan's new stronghold.

"Steward, steward! Good news, great news!"