Monarch Night

Chapter 1580: Chapter 7: Blood Dragon Ginseng, Forced Labor [2-in-1]

Fang Che’s eyes widened into circles.

This damn... what on earth?

A fierce Golden Horned Flood Dragon charged up, flipped its belly when it reached the front, sprawled its paws, and twisted its body eagerly...

Then, a subtle, ambiguous scent emanated from its body.

This Golden Horned Flood Dragon even had a vicious look softened to seductive.

He watched as the Golden Horned Flood Dragon was brimming with unbridled spring passion.

"Oh my God..."

Fang Che was dumbfounded.

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect such a turn of events!

While treasure hunting in the wilderness, he encountered love at first sight, and the object of this affection was actually a ghost...

Fang Che couldn’t help but wonder, could this mean an additional combat power from now on? Two Golden Horned Flood Dragons camouflaging and covering, it seemed plausible...

At the very least...

Just as he was savoring the thought and calculating how much his combat power could increase... Fang Che realized his astonishment was far from over.

Then he witnessed a scene that shattered his worldview, left him shocked, his scalp tingling.

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon he brought surged forward swiftly.

Like a hungry wolf spotting a lush but immobile rabbit.

Then... it opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp, glistening teeth.

Wham!

It bit the Mother Flood Dragon’s most vulnerable collar, viciously jerked its head, and simultaneously unsheathed sharp claw swords. Swoosh, the Mother Flood Dragon waiting in eager anticipation was disemboweled!

Blood gushed and poured all over the ground.

The Mother Flood Dragon roared in furious confusion, wanting to resist, but the Golden Horned Flood Dragon had sealed her fate, giving her no chance to fight back.

In seconds, with a sharp rip, the Mother Flood Dragon’s body was hacked into two chunks!

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon’s eyes brimmed with tears but ruthlessly chopped the Mother Flood Dragon into eight pieces!

"!!!"

Fang Che’s eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets!

He couldn’t comprehend it at all. How could this happen?

This Mother Flood Dragon’s combat power was evidently strong.

Even though the Golden Horned Flood Dragon was a high-level soul body, it had just solidified its form and was surely no match for this Mother Flood Dragon.

Meaning... if it truly fought, without Fang Che’s help, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon wouldn’t have been able to defeat her.

But things were mysteriously complicated.

The powerful combat Golden Horned Flood Dragon got massacred without resistance.

Even as the corpse split into several parts, the Mother Flood Dragon’s gaze remained soaked with intense bewilderment.

Why was this?

Wasn’t this supposed to be an enchanting and joyous nuptial night? How did... it become... like this?

Fang Che was also bewildered.

His eyes nearly popped out, having readied himself to witness a lively bridal chamber, only to witness a massacre.

It was akin to a man meeting a beautiful woman who immediately liked him, offering herself willingly.

Then the man watched as the woman stripped bare, lay prepared completely, and he rushed up and slaughtered her...

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon flew back.

Curled into a ball, coiled on the ground.

Looking at the Mother Flood Dragon’s body, tears brimmed in its eyes.

"What’s... going on? Little Jiao?"

Fang Che sensed something amiss.

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon hadn’t lost control before, so what was today’s problem?

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon’s soul rippled intensely, nearly incoherent. Fang Che listened for a long time and finally understood.

His mouth slowly opened wide, almost uncloseable.

"Why did you do it sooner...?"

"Haven’t seen another of my kind for so many years, and when I finally did, but damn it now I am only a soul body and couldn’t act... and then you go crazy!"

In the Golden Horned Flood Dragon’s heart, it was utterly collapsed.

It considered this the pinnacle of insult! This Mother Flood Dragon deserved death!

"This you..."

Fang Che was completely speechless.

But thinking about it, it seemed oddly reasonable...

Could only say that this Mother Flood Dragon’s death was too unjust.

Such formidable strength, yet died in such a pitifully unjust way, probably something it never imagined its entire life.

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon was absorbing the Mother Flood Dragon’s inner core and life essence; even the Jiao Pearl in its joints was completely devoured.

This was substantial for it.

Fang Che casually checked the Mother Flood Dragon’s lair and found some weapons and a pile of rotten bones.

Upon returning, he stroked the Golden Horned Flood Dragon, already absorbed, emotions somewhat low: "When you become stronger, you can transform; from extreme death to life, it can achieve being just like alive."

"When your cultivation reaches deep levels, producing Little Jiao might not be impossible."

Fang Che’s expression grew solemn: "But from now on, things like this are not allowed."

Little Jiao lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

It felt Fang Che’s anger and displeasure; although aggrieved in its heart, it dared not rebut.

Fang Che was first astounded by this event, then resigned, followed by an indistinct... feeling of unspeakable subtle aversion.

Even Fang Che couldn’t articulate this aversion.

But it existed.

If the Golden Horned Flood Dragon charged into battle, got slaughtered by him and Little Jiao, Fang Che wouldn’t have felt anything.

But this kind of death made Fang Che feel uneasy.

This wasn’t a case of the Holy Mother syndrome.

It was simply difficult to accept; they were approaching to court; just like a girl tells you she likes you, then would you kill her?

It’s the same idea.

Though beasts shouldn’t be measured by human morality, Fang Che still felt uneasy.

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