I Cultivate Passively

Zhou Feng looked at the corpse of the true dragon in front of him. It was quite different from what he had imagined.

According to the people around him, this was a disciple of the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace.

But now that he looked at it, it did not look like a true dragon at all. Only its golden scales betrayed it was a true dragon.

There was nothing else that made it resemble a true dragon.

But even so, he was still very interested in this corpse.

True dragons were blessed by the heavens—they had powerful physical bodies, an innate ability to call the wind and rain, and a long lifespan.

Other than the low fertility rate, there were almost no flaws.

If only he could dissect a true dragon and get some inspiration from it.

Legend had it that in ancient times, humans relied on dissecting all kinds of strange beasts and divine beasts to learn all kinds of divine abilities.

Divine beasts, like true dragons, were born with innate divine abilities, and their bones were engraved with the laws of the great Dao.

With the passive Heaven Rewards Diligence, he would not let go of any method to improve himself.

There was no price to try anyway. No matter what, there would be a return.

With such a terrifying passive skill, Zhou Feng naturally used whatever he could. He would not let go until he squeezed out the last bit of value.

"As expected, the Ink Flood Dragon King really came back for revenge!"

"I didn't expect the revenge to be so fierce. Let's leave this place as soon as possible!"

"But what the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace did back then was indeed a bit too much."

"Let's go! Don't just stand there!"

Looking at the Silent Ink Flood Dragon King, many cultivators prepared to leave.

Because this was the grudge between the Ink Flood Dragon King and the Dragon Palace, they couldn't get involved and didn't dare to.

"My son! Don't worry! None of them can escape!"

The Ink Flood Dragon King, who stood proudly on the surface of the sea, couldn't help but look sorrowful.

But soon, that sorrowful look turned into determination.

Speaking of which, the Ink Flood Dragon King could be considered unlucky.

He had the bloodline of a true dragon in his body, and his aptitude wasn't bad.

If nothing unexpected happened, he could even turn into a true dragon by jumping through the Dragon Gate.

By now, the true dragons' power had shrunk significantly.

The definition of a true dragon was also much broader. As long as the dragon bloodline in his body reached a certain level, he could be called a true dragon.

This was a compromise made by the Dragon Palace in order to expand their manpower.

According to the standards of ancient times, only the Eastern Sea Dragon King could be called a true dragon.

And it was this reason that caused the tragedy of the Ink Flood Dragon King.

The son of the Ink Flood Dragon King had undergone bloodline atavism and even obtained a dragon bone when he was young.

This was simply the treatment of a main character. Not only did he have a bloodline atavism at birth, but he also obtained an ancient true dragon bone when he was young.

Relying on these fortuitous encounters, the son of the Ink Flood Dragon King instantly transformed into a five-clawed true dragon.

However, this soon attracted the attention of the Dragon Palace.

The Ink Flood Dragon King had only just entered the Daemon King rank (Divine Ability realm) and had no ability to protect a young true dragon.

Moreover, when the Dragon Palace found the son of the Ink Flood Dragon King, the true dragon bone hadn't been completely fused.

What happened next was very simple.

The dragon bone of the son of the Ink Flood Dragon King was extracted, and he was even imprisoned in the Dragon Palace.

They extracted the true dragon's blood every day.

In the eyes of the Dragon Palace and others, a mere son of the Ink Flood Dragon King wasn't worthy of the true dragon blood.

The blood of a true dragon could only be obtained by the Dragon Palace.

The Ink Flood Dragon King was so angry that he tried to break into the Dragon Palace. Ultimately, he was stripped of his dragon tendon and driven out of the Dragon Palace.

Normally, the Ink Flood Dragon King would never have the chance to take revenge in his life.

But now that the Ink Flood Dragon King had made a comeback, his strength was even more unfathomable.

Everyone around was afraid of getting into trouble, so they left early.

However, Zhou Feng stood still and became very eye-catching.

"Huh?"

The Ink Flood Dragon King also noticed Zhou Feng at once.

Everyone was afraid of getting into trouble and left, but this person actually stayed?

Under this premise, the Ink Flood Dragon King became vigilant.

Moreover, Zhou Feng gave people a strange and unpredictable feeling.

"Do you have a grudge against the Dragon Palace? Or do you have a grudge against true dragons? Does that mean you know the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace very well?"

Zhou Feng suddenly opened his mouth under the gaze of the Ink Flood Dragon King.

"What?"

The Ink Flood Dragon King did not expect Zhou Feng to ask such a question.

He was already prepared for the battle.

After all, Zhou Feng's actions seemed to be seeking revenge against the Dragon Palace.

The Eastern Sea Dragon Palace had a true dragon in charge, and they could nominally command all kinds of aquatic creatures.

They had accumulated a lot of treasures over the thousands of years, and countless cultivators in the Eastern Sea wanted to curry favor with the Dragon Palace.

They wanted to obtain precious cultivation resources.

For example, the recently opened Vortex Mystic Realm attracted countless cultivators and aquatic creatures to look for the Arcane Ink Pearl.

The reason was to exchange for a spot to enter the mystic realm.

But now, Zhou Feng asked such a question.

"It should be very normal to know your enemy!"

The reason Zhou Feng asked such a question was very simple.

He wanted to get some information about the Dragon Palace.

To put it more simply, he had his eyes on the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon Palace commanded the entire Eastern Sea, so they should have a lot of good stuff.

Zhou Feng definitely needed a lot of ores, so he wouldn't let this chance go.

Zhou Feng's actions became more casual and confident as his strength increased.

"Oh right! You don't want this corpse, do you? I'll take it if you don't want it!"

As he spoke, Zhou Feng put away the true dragon corpse floating on the sea.

"You..."

The Ink Flood Dragon King didn't know what to say.

Judging from his tone, was this person planning to cause trouble for the Dragon Palace?

Moreover, this person put the corpse into his bag so casually. Did he not know that the true dragon blood had a special aura?

If Zhou Feng didn't throw away the true dragon's corpse as soon as possible, the people of the Dragon Palace might be able to find Zhou Feng through the true dragon's blood's aura.

Although he had a lot of things he wanted to say, the Ink Flood Dragon King still told Zhou Feng some information about the Dragon Palace.

"The Vortex Mystic Realm is about to open soon! There will be countless geniuses gathering there!"

The Ink Flood Dragon King didn't give Zhou Feng a chance to speak after telling him some things. He slowly retreated, the blood-dripping spear in his hand not relaxing at all.

It was obvious that the Ink Flood Dragon King was vigilant toward Zhou Feng, this person of unknown origin.

He was still burdened with a deep blood feud and absolutely couldn't allow any accidents to happen.

The pain of losing a child! They couldn't live under the same sky!

"Vortex Mystic Realm? Another mystic realm, eh? If that's the case, isn't this my chance?"

Zhou Feng didn't care about the wariness in the Ink Dragon King's eyes at all.

At that moment, what he cared about was the opening of the Vortex Mystic Realm.

The opening of this mystic realm was a major event. Didn't this mean that the defense of other places would reduce? Wouldn't the opportunity come soon?