As he spewed Divine Fire, trying to burn off the "Dog Skin Plaster" sticking to his mouth, Yang Longxi, seeing his own schemes had succeeded, couldn't help but burst into wild laughter:
"A bunch of juniors must now recognize the methods of the Dragon Rhino Ancestor."
"Don't cry, don't cry, your ability to struggle to this point is already praiseworthy."
"Moreover, after I succeed, it won't even count as a bad thing for you, nor can it even be considered a failure."
"I heard from my beloved disciple Sanyuan that you group of Great Sect talents have supported this kid with the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline, who's stuck to my mouth now, and together you've built the Ancestor Dragon Society, aiming for national salvation and the well-being of the world, so that tens of millions of mortals here no longer have to suffer from the Evil Demon's harassment, the trampling of wars, or the ravages of plagues."
"If that is your wish, this old ancestor can also realize it for you."
