"This dragon is not as powerful as the legendary dragons."

"However, a dragon is still a dragon, its body is full of treasures."

"The blood of the dragon can be used for alchemy."

"The meat of the dragon is extremely nourishing."

"The skin of the dragon can be used to make armor."

"The horns, claws, and bones of the dragon can all be used to forge weapons. I just don't know if the Lu Family in Suanni Domain possesses the skill to forge dragon horns and bones."

"Oh, and there's also the dragon tendon. What kind of good things can be forged from such a long tendon?"

The Chief Mistblade stood on the head of the dead dragon, facing the direction of Wutie and Lao Tie, with a smile on his face, deliberately loudly listing the benefits.

The entire body of the dragon is a treasure.

This dragon is indeed not as formidable as the legendary dragons, but it is still not something an ordinary person can deal with. Mistblade may have effortlessly killed it, but how much did it cost?

Not to mention anything else, just the ten stone giants' deaths have left the Chief Mistblade's heart bleeding.

However, as the leader of an organization, he must remain calm and act as if nothing has happened.

He smiled and listed the various benefits of the dragon's body one by one, and the surrounding members of Mistblade issued a coordinated and enthusiastic cheer.

'Huha'!

Mistblade's assassins raised their straight knives and cheered happily.

How much benefit can a single dragon bring? How much can it increase Mistblade's strength?

Perhaps, with this dragon, Mistblade can dominate Suanni Domain and even expand his power to the outer domains?

Mistblade smiled, his gaze sharp as a knife, firmly staring at the fern forest where Wutie and Lao Tie were.

He could sense the presence of Wutie and Lao Tie, and he could even perceive the faint threat emanating from Lao Tie.

That's why he deliberately revealed the benefits of the dragon, hoping to lure out Wutie and Lao Tie.

Dozens of Mistblade elites in cloaks distantly scattered around, appearing to be indifferent, but regardless of the direction from which Wutie and Lao Tie launched a surprise attack, they could always respond with three to five people together.

This was a group of experts skilled in killing, as well as defending against assassinations and surprise attacks.

"Lao Tie?" Wutie tightened his grip on the long spear in his hand.

'When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman gains' - Lao Tie had explained the meaning of this phrase to Wutie on the way here.

However, contrary to Lao Tie's expectations, while the dragon had indeed caused great losses to Mistblade, the overall strength of Mistblade had not been significantly weakened. Especially the Chief Mistblade and the dozen or so high-level members of Mistblade, they were all completely unharmed.

A group of wolf clan warriors surrounded the dragon with great joy. They took out specially made large leather bags and hastily filled them with the dragon's blood.

The lizardmen archers were busy picking up the dragon scales that had fallen from the explosion, neatly placing them in baskets.

Hundreds of Mistblade killers formed a crescent-shaped skirmish line, aiming at the fern forest where Wutie and Lao Tie were.

Many of the Mistblade killers held various types of concealed weapons in their hands, ready to launch a storm-like attack the moment Wutie and Lao Tie made any movement.

Lao Tie snorted, his eyes flashing with a faint blood light. After a while, he nodded and calmly walked out of the fern forest, with Wutie following closely behind.

"This little snake's strength is indeed much weaker than what I estimated," Lao Tie walked out of the fern forest and slowly approached Chief Mistblade, saying leisurely, "However, I probably know what's going on."

The Chief Mistblade, standing on the head of the dragon, lightly drew an arc with his knife, then gently tapped the dragon's horn, producing a crisp sound.

He tilted his head and glanced at Wutie, then shifted his focus to Lao Tie.

"Oh? Why is that? I had already prepared for heavy casualties and even the loss of my subordinates... I didn't expect the losses to be much smaller than I estimated," Chief Mistblade said with a light laugh. "Although this is a good thing... I can't help but feel that something is off."

Lao Tie stood thirty meters away from Chief Mistblade, with Wutie standing beside him.

Lao Tie calmly said, "This little snake absorbed the life essence of the Crystal Demon... During the transformation of its bloodline, its strength did not increase, but rather weakened."

Chief Mistblade's face twitched slightly.

He looked at Lao Tie for a while and then shifted his attention to the crystal and the two arms sealed within it.

"Oh? Is that so? I've never seen such a creature like you before... What are you?" Chief Mistblade smiled as he looked at Lao Tie. "I also heard that the Lu Family, in the Suanni Domain, has an artifact that was excavated from an ancient ruin. It is in the shape of a human skeleton but made entirely of metal... It is extremely skilled in alloy smelting."

Chief Mistblade said in a deep voice, "It is said that, with that ancient artifact, the Lu Family's annual production of fine weapons has increased by fifty percent... and the quality has also improved significantly."

A hint of blood light flashed in Lao Tie's eyes, then dimmed down.

Chief Mistblade forced a smile and said, "If you are an ancient relic, then you are correct in terms of age... However, your words are quite impolite. I really want to decapitate you with a single strike."

Lao Tie laughed, "I am your grandpa..." Lao Tie chuckled.

"Shing!" A cloak-wearing high-level Mistblade member standing over two hundred meters away did not move, but a trace of cold light shot out from his sleeve and instantly hit Lao Tie's forehead accurately.

"Ding"!

The palm-sized short sword fiercely pierced Lao Tie's forehead, sparks flying everywhere. There was not even a trace on Lao Tie's forehead, instead, the tip of the sword shattered and spun rapidly, bouncing back dozens of meters high.

The Chief Mistblade's face stiffened.

He stared intently at Lao Tie's forehead.

Indeed, there was not a single trace on Lao Tie's forehead, which remained as smooth as a mirror.

The pale golden metallic head had an extremely smooth surface, without any reflection. Lao Tie gave off an eerie feeling.

"I am your grandpa..." Lao Tie chuckled. "At least when it comes to age... Being your grandpa, I have really suffered a loss..."

"Is this an ancient relic?" Chief Mistblade seemed to understand something. "Legend has it that the Lu Family possesses a relic excavated from an ancient ruin, shaped like a human skeleton but made entirely of metal... It is highly skilled in alloy smelting."

Chief Mistblade said in a deep voice, "It is said that, thanks to that ancient relic, the Lu Family's annual production of fine weapons has increased by fifty percent... and the quality has also improved significantly."

Lao Tie's eyes brightened slightly, then dimmed again.

Chief Mistblade's face twitched for a moment. He paid close attention to Lao Tie's forehead and then looked at the crystal and the two arms that were sealed within.

"So, this is the head of the Crystal Demon? Then, what about these two arms?" he asked Lao Tie.

"These are indeed the head of the Crystal Demon. These two arms... they used to be my arms," Lao Tie sighed softly. "These are my arms, I'm just taking them back, doesn't that make sense?"

"First, you pay, then I deliver," Lao Tie said in a deep voice. "I will give you the method to remove the remaining poison of the Crystal Demon in the dragon's body in exchange for two dragon horns and the two arms of mine."

Chief Mistblade's face immediately turned ugly. "Dragon horns? Those are good materials for forging divine weapons..."

Lao Tie turned around and started walking, saying as he left, "Then, you can try it yourself, let your subordinates drink a few sips of dragon blood..."

"Stay!" Chief Mistblade immediately raised his voice and waved his hand.

Lao Tie smiled and turned around, silently looking at Chief Mistblade.

One of the weakest Lizardman archers was singled out by Mistblade personally. Holding a skin bag filled with dragon's blood, Chief Mistblade poured about a large bowl of dragon's blood into the lizardman archer.

After a short moment, the lizardman archer's scales started to emit a crystal-like light. The structure of the scales began to undergo subtle changes.

At the same time, all the spiritual essence in his eyes rapidly dissipated, and a cold and crystalline light emerged from the depths of his pupils, making him feel chilling to the touch.

Chief Mistblade held the large bag of blood and stared fixedly at the lizardman archer's abnormal changes, not saying a word.

Lao Tie calmly said, "This is the corruptive power of the Crystal Demon... Their aura contaminates all intelligent beings and turns them into puppets of the Crystal Demon. They have no thoughts, desires, fears, or pain... The only advantage is that their lifespan becomes very long."

Lao Tie raised his claw and pointed at the dragon corpse on the ground. "This big guy is only on the brink of transformation because he consumed so much life essence of the Crystal Demon due to his enormous size."

"As for this poor fellow, his size is too small, and his life force is too weak," Lao Tie casually said, "You can try and eat a few pieces of dragon meat, and you will become just like this poor fellow... a puppet of the Crystal Demon?"

Chief Mistblade frowned and stared at Lao Tie for a while.

After a long time, he looked at the crystal and the two arms again, and asked Lao Tie, "Is this the head of the Crystal Demon? Then, what about these two arms?"

"These are indeed the head of the Crystal Demon. These two arms... are my arms," Lao Tie sighed softly. "These are my arms. I'm just taking them back. Does that seem reasonable?"

"One hand pays the money, the other delivers the goods," Lao Tie said in a low voice. "I will give you the method to remove the remaining poison of the Crystal Demon in the dragon's body, in exchange for two dragon horns and my two arms."

Chief Mistblade's face turned unpleasant. "Dragon horns? Those are good materials for refining divine weapons..."

Lao Tie immediately turned around and walked away, saying, "Well, you can try it yourself, let your subordinates drink a few sips of dragon blood..."

Chief Mistblade's face twitched for a moment. After some time, he suddenly laughed, stepped back a few steps, and cleared a path to the crystal.

Lao Tie gave a whistle.

To the astonished Chief Mistblade, a group of metal spiders swiftly emerged from the fern forest and rushed towards the crystal. They were swiftly breaking open the crystal and extracting the two long metal arms.

In just a moment, the crystal was broken by the metal spiders, and the two long metallic arms were taken out.

(End of the Chapter)