Chapter 32: Smuggled Goods!

  The little dragon smiled slightly and waved the dragon claw, which was about the size of a fingernail, saying: "Still stubborn, soon you'll know my prowess. But don't worry, our dragon clan is very particular about things, I won't occupy your body for nothing. After a while, I will definitely help you find an even better one. If you're in a good mood, I might even teach you another set of superior immortal techniques."

  It finished and flew back and forth in mid-air, driving a faint layer of cloud mist in Ye Feng's consciousness, opening sharp dragon claws like a whirlwind surrounding Ye Feng in the sea of consciousness.

  Although it was in his consciousness, Ye Feng saw it exceptionally clearly. In front of him was a living dragon the size of a finger, waving its shiny claws and rapidly spinning around itself.

  Xiao Long seized the opportunity and charged at Ye Feng's body with a loud "clang", like the sound of two metal objects colliding. Xiao Long flipped backwards several times, stumbling and falling to the ground.

  Xiao Long sat on the ground in a daze, shaking his dizzy head, "What's going on? How can this be? This kid's body is so hard, it's impossible"

  Ye Feng looked at the little dragon sitting paralyzed in the sea of consciousness, its body still surrounded by clouds and mist, just like a mudskipper sitting in the muddy water, extremely ridiculous.

  The little dragon stumbled to its feet, twisting its slender body as it began to chant again. The Sanskrit characters swirling around its body moved faster than before, and the little dragon charged at Ye Feng's body with even greater ferocity than last time.

  Just now when Xiaolong hit for the first time, Ye Feng subconsciously raised his hand, but it felt like a fly hitting his forehead, neither painful nor itchy. This time Ye Feng saw Xiaolong rushing towards himself more fiercely, and he was already prepared in his heart.

  This time Ye Feng saw it exceptionally clearly, a finger-sized dragon was rushing towards his face.

  Just as the little dragon arrived in front of Ye Feng, Ye Feng raised his hand and lightly tapped the forehead of the flying little dragon, just like swatting a fly away.

  "Ahh!" A miserable cry, and then he tumbled backwards several times. Little Dragon sat on the ground with no strength, his head spinning with numerous stars, thinking: "Damn it! What kind of kung fu has this kid cultivated? How is this possible? His body is so hard, logically speaking, as a dragon-blooded person, I should be able to attach myself to him like returning home, easily and effortlessly. Luckily, the two dragon horns on my head protected me, or else my dragon head would have been smashed to pieces."

  The little dragon was puzzled, sat on the ground and rubbed his head, suddenly two dragon eyes became like two 500-watt light bulbs, looking up and down at Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng was unprepared for this sudden flash of light and subconsciously raised his hand to shield his eyes.

  Xian Jing Shen Gu was indeed Xian Jing Shen Gu, and the little dragon seemed to have discovered a new continent, its two electric light bulb-like eyes staring straight at Ye Feng.

  "Unexpectedly, this little guy has dragon blood and dragon veins on his body, and he also has the legendary Xianjing Shenbone. Today, I actually met such a genius."

  Xiao Long withdrew the light from his eyes, patted his chest and thought to himself: Luckily I didn't smash my head to death just now. This person with a Xian Jing Shen Gu body, no matter how many tens of thousands of years of Dao heritage you have, it's impossible to attach your Yuan Shen to this body. This body is not something that can be occupied.

  Ye Feng put down the hand covering his eyes and thought: What's the big deal with this ultimate move, trying to scare me? It turns out that this little dragon is just this capable. Even if he risks his life, he can't defeat me. Looks like he was just bragging about being a "dragon" earlier.

  Ye Feng smiled slightly and said to Xiaolong in his mind, "I thought you were quite formidable, but it turns out you're just a watered-down version. Go ahead and show me your moves, I'd love to see what else you've got."

  Xiao Long didn't know what "water goods" meant, and loudly shouted: "Nonsense! I've lived in the sea for 800 years, if it's not water goods then what kind of goods is it?"

  Ye Feng was taken aback: Oh, I didn't know that "water goods" could be interpreted this way.

  Xiao Long had already figured out Ye Feng's situation, but still pretended to be a master, pointing at Ye Feng and continuing: "You little brat, don't get too cocky, I'm not in top form today. Wait till next time when my skills are back on track, then we'll have a real showdown."

  Xiao Long backed away slowly while boasting, preparing to turn around and run.

  Ye Feng shook his head: This little dragon is really interesting, like a defeated dog retreating backwards while still barking loudly at the victor to boost its own morale.

  Ye Feng rolled up his sleeves, took two steps forward and said: "I've experienced your skills, but you haven't seen mine yet, do you think you can just leave?"

  This time it was Xiaolong's turn to be afraid, he stood still and trembled with fear, saying: "You... what do you want to do? Are you going to swallow me too? I'm... I'm a dragon soul."

  Ye Feng learned from Xiaolong's previous move and snapped his fingers at him: "What? Can I swallow you now? As the saying goes, dragon meat is in heaven and donkey meat is on earth. I've eaten countless donkey meat, but I haven't even smelled dragon meat before. Today, it's just right to use you to taste something fresh."

  As he spoke, Ye Feng struck out a hand seal in the sea of consciousness, and a spiritual symbol instantly transformed into a golden rope. The little dragon didn't even have time to react before it was tightly bound up.

  Ye Feng's tongue licked his lips as he swaggered towards Xiao Long, his whole body unable to move, so he could only shout loudly with a big smile: "Hero, spare my life! I'm not even enough for you to fill your teeth gaps. Just now, it was my fault, I was blind and didn't recognize the hero. I hope the hero will forgive me, a small person's mistake, and let me off easy."

  It is said that a good man does not suffer losses in front of him, but Ye Feng was left speechless by Xiao Long's sudden change of face. It seems that even a mediocre dragon like him won't take losses lying down these days. The speed at which he changed his expression is probably faster than the Sichuan Face-Changing Master.

  Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: Let's see how scared you are, I didn't plan on swallowing you anyway. You may be small-headed, but you're still a dragon after all. As the descendant of dragons, if I were to eat a dragon now, I'd be punished by heaven. Besides, I never eat loaches normally, and I couldn't swallow it even if I wanted to. I was just scaring you.

  Ye Feng shook his head and said, "With your 800 years of cultivation, if I were to swallow you, my cultivation would increase by at least three stages, and my lifespan would naturally be extended by several hundred years. Do you think I'd let you go with such a good opportunity?"

  Seeing Ye Feng shake his head, Xiao Long thought that Ye Feng was unwilling to let him go and frowned seriously: "Actually not, I just discovered that the hero is a Xianjing Shen bone, but the cultivation is only one layer of the Golden Body period. If the hero swallows me rashly, not only will the cultivation not improve, but also The body may not be able to withstand such a large amount of energy and explode..."