871: Chapter 58: Elental Crystal Condenser getda☆ze!
(8000)_3 871: Chapter 58: Elental Crystal Condenser getda☆ze!
(8000)_3 He had to take care of the whole pot, which ant figuring out a solution to this problem.
“Two male dragons, huh…
It’s a bit tough, but doable.”
Gazing at the two Ironwing Dragons in the distance with little vigilance, Ian revealed a smile.
He had thought of a slightly impolite but good idea.
Jiamu Mountain, halfway up the hillside, around the grand hall.
“Gurgle?”
The Ironwing Dragon on the left raised its head in confusion.
It sensed a faint fluctuation of Water Elent Origin emanating from the river by the eastern side of the tribe: “Enemy?”
“River fish.”
Its companion on the right was more composed.
It also sensed the fluctuation and turned its head to the east of the tribe: “They’ve already wandered off.”
“So boring.”
The simple-minded Ironwing Dragon uttered a sigh, while the composed one flicked its tail: “Don’t feel bored, do you still rember our task?
The Fiery Fla Land said it would provide more resources for our nest…
If we can also beco Great Dragons, we can do much more.”
At this point, the composed Ironwing Dragon waxed emotional: “I wonder what we will do after we beco Great Dragons.”
“Want to eat…
Ironwool Boar.”
The simple-minded Ironwing Dragon didn’t hesitate to answer: “Fragrant, soft…
Ironwool Boar, delicious.”
“You misunderstood , what I an is, after we sublimate, what kind of Great Dragons will we beco?
Our minds will be smarter, and our strength even greater, we will surely find our ultimate goal in life.”
The soul of the composed Ironwing Dragon was very stable, its thoughts coherent, and its sentences differed little from those of Humans.
Furthermore, its thinking was deep, starting to engage in self-awareness and dreams.
This was indeed a necessary condition for becoming a Third Energy Level being.
“Isn’t it obvious?”
But its companion was very insistent: “To eat more Ironwool Boars!”
Just as the composed Ironwing Dragon wanted to sigh.
A sparse rain began to fall.
South Ridge was a place of frequent rain, and the Ironwing Dragons paid it no heed.
Their wings were protected by a magnetic field and corrosion-resistant coating; they didn’t care about the rainwater.
If there were lightning strikes, they could even absorb a bit and convert it into their own energy.
And among these sparse raindrops, a few ice blocks with unusual colors fell in the vicinity of the grand hall where the Ironwing Dragons were located.
As the ice blocks lted, they began to slowly release a bizarre fragrance, a scent that made the head feel hot.
At first, the Ironwing Dragons didn’t notice this peculiar sll.
They were highly sensitive to toxins, but their perception of non-toxic substances was quite dull.
And the rain that Ian induced to fall, masking the dicine in the ice blocks…
was never poison to begin with.
Just an ordinary aphrodisiac.
To put it bluntly, those who know, know.
The effect of this potion was essentially simple – specifically for the breeding of various ferocious Magical Beasts.
The effect…
Ian cautiously estimated that the three chunks of frozen dicine he deployed, if used sparingly, would be enough to induce a thousand Bison Giant Cows into heat.
“Huff—huff!!”
By the river, Ian waited for about fifteen minutes and then saw a satisfying situation unfold.
The two Ironwing Dragons atop Jiamu Mountain visibly beca restless, with the one on the left being more agitated, while the one on the right remained relatively calm, even managing to roar a warning to its companion to suppress its inherent instincts.
“Don’t go crazy—sothing’s wrong, stay calm, co down, I’m a male dragon, and so are you!”
“Huff!
Huff!”
If it were Sublimators of the Second Energy Level, Humans, who could go into heat 365 days a year, they could certainly suppress re mating instincts…
but if it were wild beasts, Magical Beasts with intelligence and self-control far less than Humans…
“Roar!!!!!”
For the Mountain People of the Jiamu Sect, a bizarre scene unfolded.
The two ‘Temple Guard Dragons’ next to the Sacrificial Grand Hall, which stood like guardian gods, suddenly began to stir strangely.
One dragon was the first to clumsily take flight, racing toward the distant mountains while scolding its companion with barks and yells – while the other dragon seed to have completely lost all reason.
It began to fully exert its magnetic power, wrapping its wings in colorful rainbow light, causing all the iron items in the Jiamu Sect to tremble slightly.
If it were Hunters in the depths of the Abassalom Mountains who saw this, they would definitely sigh.
“Spring warms, all things revive—it’s mating season again!”
Because this was the exact Mystical Phenona that Ironwing Dragons display when ‘courting’!
“Ho, no-brainer and not happy ah.”
With the super perception granted by the Silver Chip, Ian could even hear the conversation between the two Ironwing Dragons as they flew away, filled with plenty of indecent words.
In summary, it was sothing like ‘Darling, I fancy you!’ and ‘Don’t co over here!!’
Ian had no intention to know the outco of the dragon tragedy he had orchestrated—now that the real guardians of the Jiamu Sect had left, he could waltz right in and take a good look at what exactly was in the Alchemy Workshop.
Even more so, if the two dragons were to chase each other a bit longer, he could even make a detour and loot the Jiamu Sect’s treasury!
With a blue halo flickering in his eyes, Ian surveyed the surroundings and then walked toward the most brightly glowing purple Alchemy Workshop.
If Sublimators pleased, ordinary people could never detect their whereabouts, even for Spirit Energy Users like Ian with Foresight View, it would be difficult to pinpoint a Sublimator determined to target them before becoming one.
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