Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 983 - 240 Pearl Collector_3

Chapter 983: Chapter 240 Pearl Collector_3

Ruona vigorously nodded in agreement with Daisy’s words.

"Don’t be upset. Second Young Master and Third Young Master are my Blood Infants. In theory, each should inherit half of my Elemental Power. Damn! Imagine how many elemental forces are mixed in them! Yet, these two turned out to be conjoined twins, bearing the curse of Xiagui, unable to access the slightest Magic Power. Who am I to cry to about this?" Liu was also reminded of his sad past, cursing continuously.

"During the time we were returning to the East, we discussed this matter on our journey with Sister Ning Yu!" Daisy said delightfully, "Now there is a way to realize mine and Nana’s dream. We’ve talked about it for a long time. We were just wondering when to tell you. Now, since One needs detoxification, we might as well get it done at the same time!"

"Is this method to remove the Dragon Balls from your lower jaws?" Liu was not stupid.

"Yes," Daisy and Ruona both nodded affirmatively.

There was silence all around, and Master Puskas’s eyes even slid sideways in astonishment. The old man never dreamed that he would hear such fantastical talk in broad daylight from two members of the Dragon Clan—extracting Dragon Balls? According to the ways of the Aegean Continent, it only takes a strong man and a sharp axe, swinging an arm to complete the task. But which strong man would dare to do this?

"Do you two want to turn me into a widower?" Liu also broke into a tirade: "Removing your Dragon Balls? That rotten idea could only come from you two! Obischillaci!"

"Richard, it’s not as extreme as you think. Don’t forget, I am a Clam Girl of the Mo Shao Clan." Ning Yu tried to calm him in her soft and soothing voice, "Silly, how could you forget my special ability ’Dragon Pearl Retrieval’? Without this unique skill of mine, how could you have extracted the Four Great Dragon Orbs from the resilient Jing Gold shell of the Giant Turtle?"

"Ning Yu, how can you also become so reckless?" Liu frowned and scolded, "It’s a ludicrous idea! The Giant Turtle is dead, and extracting the Dragon Ball from its ribs is naturally up to you, but Nana and Daisy are standing here alive! What if you extract the Dragon Ball and they die? Are you sure removing the Dragon Ball will not cause any harm to them?"

"The so-called ’Dragon Pearl Retrieval,’ in the common language of the Silk Continent, means that the dragon is hidden in the dark deep sea. If you want to obtain the Li Pearl, you must navigate the depths. Listening to Richard’s harsh reprimand, Ning Yu’s eyes reddened with grievance, "If the presence of the Dragon Ball was vital to the dragon’s survival, wouldn’t the Clam People of the Mo Shao Clan have been dragon-slayers from ancient times? Not one of the four precious pearls from dragons, snakes, turtles, or clams damages the life of the creature it’s from when lost. Why are you even doubting my professional knowledge?"

"Regardless of how well the Mo Shao Clan understands pearls, I still won’t allow Nana and Daisy to take out their Dragon Balls on their own!" Liu saw Ning Yu looking so fragile with her tearful eyes, and although he felt somewhat guilty, the issue was too important for him to show even the slightest sign of backing down.

"Richard..." Daisy and Ruona, seeing Liu’s stern face, hugged his arms from both sides and cozied up to him, trying to charm him.

"Enough!" Liu was not falling for that, giving the Fairy Dragons a fierce look that frightened both into obediently stepping aside.

Seeing their boss angry, a bunch of militiamen stood quietly on the side, not daring to even breathe heavily; each one straightened up, silent with no sign of laughter. As for the vassal clans, they were even more speechless, standing rigid and silent. Master Puskas, witnessing the Overlord Piegel’s furious visage, couldn’t help but admire him inwardly. The Shaman of Divine Songs, usually all smiles, didn’t seem to have much authority, but when he was truly enraged, the raw power and majesty of a superior being weighed on everyone’s hearts like a heavy stone, forcing them to bow their heads.

At that moment, only Guoguo could alleviate the tense atmosphere. Seeing Liu’s frosty expression, Guoguo pouted her little butt and jumped into Liu’s arms, cooingly nestled her chubby little face against his chest and murmured something unintelligible. Finally, Liu’s frozen expression thawed a bit.

Andulan Elder gently patted Liu Zhenhan on the waist, and under the benevolent gaze of the elder, the tense muscles on Liu Zhenhan’s face finally relaxed.

Ning Yu sobbed softly, her tears rolling down like pearls off a string, as her tender shoulders shook silently.

"Never in history has a giant dragon been alive to have its Dragon Ball removed, nor has a fairy dragon ever made such a request," Andulan Elder said with a bitter smile. "Daisy, Ruona, what you really want is to fulfill your own desires, using this as a pretext. No wonder Richard is so annoyed, Ning Yu, you should understand Richard, the proposal you made is truly startling."

Ning Yu bit her lips, stopped sobbing, and silently nodded.

"Richard, you’re also overreacting a bit," the Andulan Elder turned his face toward Liu Zhenhan and included a tinge of reproach in his tone: "After all, Ning Yu comes from the Mo Shao Clan of the Clam People from the East. The Pearls she has seen are likely more than the salt you’ve eaten. It’s fine to be protective of those around you from a conservative standpoint, but you shouldn’t doubt the opinions of professional experts. What’s the purpose of Nana and Daisy wanting to practice magic? Isn’t it because they don’t want to burden you too much anymore? To assist you in future battles? Without the Seven-Colored Dragon, the role fairy dragons can play in battle is quite limited, something you must have deeply realized during the fight with the Evil-eye Tyrant. So think about the bigger picture, Ning Yu is wise and generous, how could she possibly intend to cause you trouble? The dangers you’ve considered, couldn’t she imagine them too?"

"Yes, yes, the elder is right," Liu Zhenhan hurriedly bowed in respect, quickly embracing Ning Yu in his arms, affectionately stroking the green silk in his embrace.

At this somewhat awkward moment, an inappropriate croaking sound erupted from Master Puskas’ embrace, easily reminiscent of a frog undergoing execution.

As the succession of croaking came to an end, a spherical metal ball shot out of Master Saint Chiao’s embrace with a "swoosh". This pigeon-egg-sized metal sphere had a lustrous golden appearance, reflecting the tacky shine only gold could produce and beneath this layer of vulgar light were numerous small, intricate magic symbols neatly arranged. A pair of thin golden wings stretched diagonally from both ends of the metal sphere, and as the metal wings beat rapidly, the sphere glided through the air with agility, much like a hungry hummingbird seeking nectar, occasionally emitting a continuous "buzzing" sound.

All eyes were drawn to Master Saint Chiao, for in the presence of such a legendary magic master, miracles seemed to be born one after another.

Master Puskas reached out his hand, and the metal sphere with wings, like a well-behaved butterfly, gently landed in the palm of the master. The thin wings swiftly retracted back into the sphere, and the sphere "clicked" neatly in half, revealing an egg-shaped hollow shell with a neatly arranged row of tiny diamonds at its base and a birch bark scroll standing vertically in the center, about half a finger tall.

Master Puskas extracted the birch bark scroll, so tiny it might be scorned even for use as toilet paper, impaled on a metal rod the size of a toothpick, delicate and adorable.

As the bark scroll unfolded, one could perceive its actual size; Master Puskas stretched it out to about half a meter, prompting involuntary doubt about the tanning process of the bark.

What was more miraculous came next; as Master Puskas unrolled the bark, a series of blue Phoenician letters gradually surfaced on the seemingly transparent paper, like waves rushing onto a white sandy beach.

"What a coincidence," Master Puskas glanced over the bark scroll in a moment and tucked it back into the metal sphere, without looking up, he smirked at Liu Zhenhan: "I have a way to solve your problem. The Holy Vatican’s Dragon Knights Gaxia and Lampard have reached fifty miles outside Sabak City looking for me. Here’s what we’ll do, I’ll call them over, and you can try their dragons, see if removing the Dragon Ball causes any harm to the giant dragons, and maybe earn two Dragon Balls in the process."

"That’s a great idea," Liu Zhenhan was stunned but then chuckled, "But is that even possible? Do you think those Dragon Knights are fools or simpletons?"