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Chapter 210: White Dragon Blood



Chapter 210: White Dragon Blood

Shan Yuan was filled with shame. He was a warrior at the fourth stage of the True Martial Realm, but now he was frightened by Shen Xiang's strength. He now understood why Shen Xiang caused so much trouble and was so nonchalant even when offered a bounty of tens of millions of crystal stones.

"Junior brother, I know this! The members of the Ao Jian Sect are all a bunch of softies. Although they appear arrogant on the surface, they are just tough in words." Shan Yuan said. He has been here for many years and knows the Ao Jian Sect very well.

Shen Xiang didn't leave immediately. He wanted to wait until Shan Yuan's injuries healed before leaving, so as to avoid being attacked again.

Although she lives in a cave, Leng Youlan doesn't care at all. She has a strong ability to survive independently, so she doesn't hate this environment like some other girls. What's more, she can stick to her brother all day long, which is what makes her happiest.

"Brother, the fruit you gave me is so powerful. I haven't finished refining it yet!" Leng Youlan lay in Shen Xiang's arms. She liked this feeling very much. Shen Xiang also liked to hug her and stroke her soft and beautiful white hair.

Shen Xiang smiled and said: "You can become more powerful if you refine it this way. Youlan, do you want to know how I taught that prince a lesson after you left?"

"I want to!" Leng Youlan said excitedly. She had heard a little about the affairs of the secular world, but she didn't know them in detail.

Shen Xiang very patiently recounted some of the amazing things he had done after Leng Youlan left. He believed that as a brother, he had to establish a tall and powerful image in his sister's mind, so that Leng Youlan would not always think that she was better than him.

As they were talking, it was night. Leng Youlan did not leave, but lay on the bed with Shen Xiang. She held Shen Xiang in one hand and listened to his bragging with a sweet smile on her face.

As he listened, Leng Youlan fell asleep beside Shen Xiang. Looking at Leng Youlan's sweet smile, Shen Xiang leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"My dear brother, you had bad intentions when you took her in as your sister!" Su Meiyao spat delicately, and at the same time, Bai Youyou snorted coldly.

"Go away, stop thinking about it!" Shen Xiang said.

"Tsk, you're lying on the same bed with her in your arms. It's hard not to make people think about it!" Su Meiyao said with a clicking sound.

"That's right, it's really dirty for you to use this method to pursue women!" Bai Youyou snorted coldly.

Chen Xiang laughed and said, "So you two are jealous! You watch me take a bath all day long, and I don't say anything to you. I'm with my step-sister now, why are you yelling?"

"Who looked at you!" Su Meiyao said shyly in a low voice, and Bai Youyou didn't say anything else.

Chen Xiang chuckled: "You have seen me without clothes, and I have also seen you without clothes, so what is our relationship? Hehe... It's hard not to make people think about it, especially you, you must have peeked at me without clothes thousands of times!"

"Hmph!" Su Meiyao and Bai Youyou snorted at the same time. When it came to this, they wished they could find a hole to crawl into. Originally, they didn't intend to let Chen Xiang know that they were peeping, but who knew that Chen Xiang pretended to faint last time and heard their conversation, which exposed this embarrassing thing.

Shen Xiang laughed proudly.

"Chen Xiang, I often see you taking a bath! It doesn't look good at all, not even as good-looking as when your two sisters change clothes." Long Xueyi interrupted at this time.

This made Chen Xiang's face turn green instantly. Su Meiyao and Bai Youyou were even more speechless. They knew that Long Xueyi's consciousness was very strong and could penetrate the ring to see them. Even though they were being seen by a little girl, they felt more or less uncomfortable.

"As expected, birds of a feather flock together. Sister Meiyao, Sister Youyou, you have corrupted the little girl!" Shen Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Long Xueyi smiled and said: "Chen Xiang, I want to go out and touch your sister's white hair, is that okay?"

Shen Xiang couldn't understand Leng Youlan's strange white hair, and the same went for Su Meiyao and Bai Youyou.

"Okay, it's better not to let her see you!" Shen Xiang agreed.

"So what if she sees me? I'm so cute, I won't scare her!" Long Xueyi snorted softly, and a burst of white light came out of Shen Xiang's arm. After a flash of white light, the cute little girl Long Xueyi appeared beside the bed.

Looking at this cute girl in a little white dress, Chen Xiang immediately reached out and pinched her face fiercely, grinning and said: "Little girl, you should come out and pinch me more often, otherwise your cute little face will be wasted."

Long Xueyi looked at Shen Xiang with a resentful look on her face, and slapped Shen Xiang's thugs away with her small jade hands. Then, like a child who saw something fun, she stroked Bai Youyou's white hair lovingly, as if it was her beloved rag doll.

Shen Xiang was also secretly surprised. He didn't expect that Long Xueyi not only liked eating, but also liked touching beautiful women's hair.

"Little dragon, why are you so obsessed with touching me?" Shen Xiang pinched her cute little face fiercely, causing her to utter a series of curses.

Long Xueyi suddenly turned into a white light, and then reappeared, and finally broke free from Shen Xiang's evil hand. Her little face had already turned red.

"How dare you bully a little girl like this, you bad guy!" Long Xueyi scolded.

"Little fart dragon, you've caused me so much trouble, it's a good thing that I didn't beat your little fart until it's swollen." Shen Xiang said with a smile.

"Hmph, are you willing to fight? I knew you wouldn't be willing to fight!" Long Xueyi stuck out her tongue at him, then skipped over and stroked Leng Youlan's white hair.

Leng Youlan slept soundly. For the past two months, she had been alone in the deep mountains and forests with her nerves tense. Now, lying next to Shen Xiang, she could sleep peacefully.

Long Xueyi murmured, "She really has the blood of the White Dragon in her body. She is from the same lineage as me!"

Hearing what the little girl said, Chen Xiang, Su Meiyao, and Bai Youyou were all frightened. Leng Youlan actually had dragon blood flowing. What did this mean? Was Leng Youlan's mother a dragon, or was it her father?

"So one of her parents is a dragon?" Shen Xiang asked. He had only heard of legends about humans and dragons combining to give birth to offspring.

Long Xueyi shook her head and said, "I don't know. The white dragon blood in her body is very thin. It should be from her ancestors, maybe a long time ago. When she was born, the thin white dragon blood was in her head, so she grew such soft white hair!"

As she spoke, Long Xueyi took out a pair of sharp scissors from somewhere, then grabbed a few strands of Leng Youlan's white hair and cut them with the scissors.

Shen Xiang did not try to stop her, and soon he saw a strange scene. Long Xueyi was unable to cut Leng Youlan's thin white hair.

"It has been confirmed that she is a human with the same blood as me. Although her white dragon blood is thin, it will slowly grow stronger as her strength increases. This requires absorbing a lot of power. By then, she will have a body as strong as a dragon." Long Xueyi kissed Leng Youlan's beautiful cheek, and then turned into a white light, clinging to Shen Xiang's arm.

Although a dragon is born without a body and is only a soul, there is still a very small amount of dragon blood in the soul, which will linger on the soul like water vapor. Then the soul begins to absorb large amounts of spiritual energy through the methods passed down in memory and condense a physical body until it has the strength to break out of the shell.

This is what Long Xueyi once told Shen Xiang.


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