Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

"Thank you, Your Highness, for naming my daughter." The gender of his only offspring was already determined, and the Fire Dragon King had no choice but to accept it. "But I still stick to my point of view. Every dragon has the obligation to contribute to the reproduction of the tribe..."

"This bloodline will end with me." Di Tian's tone was filled with an epic sense of tragedy, implying that the family glory he shouldered had come to an end at this moment.

"What do you mean?!" the Fire Dragon King was horrified and asked harshly.

"He said he doesn't want children." Mu Xing kindly provided translation for the old senior. She felt that Di Tian's words were quite impressive. If she had just said "I don't want children", it would have seemed bland and sloppy, which would have easily caused controversy in front of the elders.

"It's hopeless!" The Fire Dragon King was very discouraged and could only place his hope on Mu Xing. "Your Highness, please consider my brother's suggestion as soon as possible." He learned this news when he and the Light Dragon King were fighting each other.

"What proposal?" Di Tian suddenly had a bad feeling that his father had been trying his best to trick him.

“Let the Dragon Valley and the Douluo plane merge, and all creatures on the entire Douluo Star will enter a period of dragon transformation. Either you are born a king, or you are penniless. But I can't do this, my family has rules.” In order to save the precarious parent-child relationship between father and son, Mu Xing did not tell the Bright Dragon King about his proposal to let Di Tian take the blame.

"Family... rules?" The Fire Dragon King was confused.

"Her mother won't let me." Di Tian knew very well that the dragon transformation would definitely cause the death of a large number of creatures, and the duration of this process was still unknown. It would take at least several thousand years. Genocide was bound to happen. It was like jumping back and forth in the minefield of the Goddess of Life.

"!" Mu Xing gave Di Tian a powerful tail swing, which broke the mysterious maturity that she displayed and was quite inherited, making her look like a childish mama's girl with no independence in front of the Fire Dragon King.

“Not to mention that I haven’t become a god yet. Even if I reach that point, I can still find a successor, right?” The power of destruction and creation was suspended in Mu Xing’s palm. The powerful intention of destruction echoed in the air. The rich breath of life seemed to take over at the end of destruction. The two completely opposite energies actually complemented and coexisted with each other at this moment.

"In the final analysis, the tragedy of the Dragon God all came from his wife and children. If he hadn't had children, the Dragon Realm might still be fine, right?"

These words sounded really disrespectful, but the Fire Dragon King could not refute them.

"Your Majesty originally wanted to pass the throne to your father, but unfortunately, his wife forced herself to get pregnant with the Crown Prince, so the decision had to be abandoned." The Fire Dragon King recalled many past events, and it was unknown whether he wanted to deliberately provoke the younger generation. "Perhaps he felt guilty about your father and wanted to make it up to him, so His Majesty has been keeping you by his side to teach you..."

"It sounds like a combination of kindness and force." Mu Xing's way of thinking is always different from that of ordinary people. "How miserable! The throne that was about to be in hand was lost, and the only child was taken as a hostage. He dared not act rashly even if he wanted to rebel. Of course, I am not much better. I am a dragon egg and was presented as a tribute."

Di Tian shook his head slightly. "Rebellion is impossible. The power of the nine dragon kings all comes from the Dragon God. He has bloodline suppression on all dragons. Just like those humans or soul beasts transformed by you, they can't even think of rebelling against you."

"But you are already rebelling against the Silver Dragon King. She is the other half of the Dragon God!"

"I have to choose a side, don't I?"

"..."

The "crunching" sound of eating gradually disappeared, and the young dragon stared at Mu Xing's fingers.

"Eat." Mu Xing resigned himself to letting the young dragon bite his finger, letting it greedily suck the blood containing rich life energy.

"Your Highness is so kind!" The Fire Dragon King was deeply moved.

"If she is willing to lower herself to seduce you, it's hard to say which side you will stand on." Mu Xing did not respond to the Fire Dragon King's gratitude, but continued the previous topic.

"Why assume the impossible? She's not you."

“Too insolent! Your Highness is able to bend and stretch, not fussy about trivial matters, and respectful to others… Don’t take advantage of me and act like a slut!” The Fire Dragon King praised Mu Xing generously. He thought that Mu Xing was not only the future Dragon God, but also the long-term meal ticket for his children in the future.

"I have no doubt that when she plays chess, she makes the first move, and you can praise her for leading the army in person and showing the demeanor of an emperor?" Di Tian was very disdainful of this.

"Then why don't you learn from your elders? Praise me! Hurry up!"

"Okay, let him go back to Dragon Valley first, and I'll tell you about it alone."

"I think it would be better for you to spend your energy on finding the Dragon Slaying Sword." Mu Xing changed the subject abruptly, "I know what you want to do, but you can't."

"We already have a clue. The rest is up to your men. It first transformed into an energy form and existed in a corner of the continent. Later, it should have merged with a human."

"It sounds a bit like the Panlong Stick of the Qiangu Family."

The coiled dragon has spirit, and the dragons gather to form a stick. According to legend, the martial spirit of the Qiangu family's ancestor was originally just an ordinary long stick, but because it discovered a sleeping dragon, the dragon woke up and wanted to devour it, but it felt that its life was coming to an end, so it made a contract with the Qiangu family and turned into a dragon soul and injected it into the martial spirit of the Qiangu family's ancestor, continuing its life with the inheritance of the martial spirit.

Although this is only a legend, it is highly credible, because as long as the soul master of the Qiangu family awakens the Coiled Dragon Stick martial soul, he will definitely have full innate soul power. Once he cultivates to the third ring or above, he will be accompanied by a dragon soul in battle. When he reaches the Titled Douluo level, he can even attract a real dragon to assist in battle.

However, Wang Yan was an exception. If he could summon the dragon soul, he would not have been sent to Shrek Academy as an undercover agent.

"The Dragon Slaying Sword is a divine weapon, and it is unique. Only when the previous generation dies can the next generation awaken. The last time it appeared was decades ago."

"Are you sure? Don't pretend to be someone else." After the young dragon had eaten and drunk its fill, it finally let go of Mu Xing's fingers. Although it was a dragon that was born not long ago, its appetite was truly astonishing. If it weren't for her fast blood recovery, she would probably have lost too much blood in a while.

“It’s rare to find a weapon spirit that can produce nine soul rings on its own. Even a hundred thousand year soul beast that has transformed can only condense the first six soul rings. Although the Dragon Slaying Sword is only a flash in the pan every time it appears in the world, there are always gains.” Di Tian extended his hand to her, but Mu Xing deliberately misinterpreted his meaning and directly stuffed the young dragon that had fallen asleep after eating and drinking to him.

"This kind of person should be easy to catch and dissect, right? Even his secret of being able to condense his own soul ring was discovered. His death deserves to be known." Mu Xing stared at him with a mischievous smile.

"what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you for not thinking about your future."

"...Why are you still here?" If the Fire Dragon King hadn't been there, Di Tian would have wanted to throw the thing in his hand into Yangquan.