Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âThe answer is simple. Youâre actually a super genius.â Qin Jue said faintly.
âMe? Super genius?â
Long Zhui had a strange expression, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. âDo you think I look like an idiot?â
âNot really.â
âThen why are you trying to lie to me?â
âIâm definitely not lying to you!â
âHehe, if I were a super genius, would I have been beaten up by that bastard Long Zichen?â
Long Zhui sneered.
Qin Jue :ââ¦â
Being beaten up by Long Zichen, what has that got to do with you being a super genius?
However, what Qin Jue didnât know was that all members of the White Dragon Race had to undergo a bloodline examination when they were born. According to the purity of their bloodline, they were judged to be of five grades: low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, heaven-grade, and divine-grade.
To the White Dragon Race, whose bloodlines were extremely important, the difference between each level could be said to be like the difference between heaven and the earth. In other words, most descendants of the White Dragon Race already had their statuses decided at birth.
Low-grade and middle-grade bloodlines could at most be considered mediocre.
Only by reaching the high-grade or even the heaven-grade would they be valued by the higher-ups.
For example, Long Zichen possessed a high-grade bloodline and was also the son of an elder. He was far from being comparable to others.
As for the divine-grade, Long Xiaoyu had been the only one with such a bloodline for tens of thousands of years.
Of course, bloodlines did not always remain the same. Every white dragon had a chance to awaken a new one when they reached adulthood.
In the history of the White Dragon Race, there had been cases where someone who was born with a low-level bloodline later awakened a heaven-level bloodline and became a peerless genius.
However, such lucky people were very rare.
Long Zhuiâs bloodline was only at the middle-grade and he was already past the age of awakening. No matter how hard he cultivated, he would at most become a Great Sage. Unless he obtained some great opportunity, it was almost impossible for him to step into the Great Void Stage.
However, now, Qin Jue had told him that he was actually a super genius, so how could Long Zhui believe him?
It was unbelievable.
âHuman, you donât understand the White Dragon Race at all.â
Long Zhui was neither servile nor overbearing. âItâs up to you to kill or torture me. In short, I wonât be a mount for a human.â
âOh? What if I tell you that Iâm a friend of your Divine Maiden?â Qin Jue said with interest.
âWhat? Your Highness the Divine Maidenâs friend?â
Long Zhui was stunned for a moment before saying in surprise, âYouâre the human from yesterdayâ¦â
The news of the Divine Maiden having a human friend had already spread throughout most of the White Dragon World, and Long Zhui had naturally heard of it.
He finally understood why there was a human in the White Dragon World.
âWhy should I believe you?â
Although he already knew the answer, Long Zhui still expressed his doubts.
âHehe, youâll know when you open your eyes.â
Qin Jue smiled.
Long Zhui was stunned again and immediately stopped circulating his cultivation technique. He opened his eyes and saw a handsome youth in fluttering white clothes standing by the bed, leisurely drinking spirit wine.
âYou areâ¦â
âI am the owner of the voice in your head just now.â
Qin Jue took a sip of spirit wine and took out Long Xiaoyuâs identity jade tablet. He indifferently said, âIâm also the friend of your Divine Maiden.â
Seeing this, Long Zhui swept the jade tablet with his spirit sense and found that there was indeed an aura on it that made him tremble. Who else could it be other than the Divine Maiden?
âSo? Do you believe me now?â
âHmph, so what? Even if youâre the Divine Maidenâs friend, I wonât be your mount.â Long Zhui said firmly.
This was his dignity as a member of the White Dragon Race. How could he lower his head to a human?
Qin Jue :ââ¦â
Qin Jue felt fine when he said it himself, but when he heard Long Zhui say the words âI wonât be your mountâ, he couldnât help but feel awkward.
Especially since the other party was a man.
âDonât be anxious. Donât you want to know why I said youâre a super genius?â
Qin Jue changed the topic.
âWhy?â Long Zhui wanted to shake his head and refuse Qin Jue, but he couldnât help but ask.
Indeed, no one could escape the seduction of power.
Qin Jue had a meaningful expression as he spoke tirelessly. âBecause your bloodline has been sealed, your cultivation talent has been greatly reduced. But as long as you remove the shackles, you can immediately surpass that Long Zichen and become a peerless genius second only to the Divine Maiden of the White Dragon Race.â
âReally?â
Long Zhuiâs eyes lit up and he almost jumped out of bed. However, he accidentally hurt his wound and grimaced in pain.
âOf course. Didnât you notice that you would feel sluggish every time you cultivate?â Qin Jue pretended to be profound.
Long Zhuiâs pupils constricted when he heard this. This problem had indeed accompanied him for hundreds of years. Moreover, not only was it difficult to cultivate, but it was also even more difficult for him to learn cultivation techniques and circulate spirit energy.
Long Zhui had gotten his body specially checked, but he could never find anything wrong with it. In the end, even Long Zhui himself had given up.
Long Zhui started wondering if he was really the super genius Qin Jue said he was.
At the same time, Qin Jue changed the topic. âBut itâs alright. I can help you remove these shackles.â
âThe condition is that you have to be my mount.â
âWhat if I donât agree?â
âThen continue to be trash and be killed the next time you challenge Long Zichen.â Qin Jue shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.
If Long Zhui insisted on refusing, Qin Jue wouldnât force him, but he absolutely wouldnât help remove the shackles.
ââ¦â
Long Zhui was silent.
He did not want to continue being trash, but even if he was willing to become a mount for a human, the Elders Guild would probably treat him as a humiliation and kill him.
Moreover, from beginning to end, he couldnât be sure if what Qin Jue said was true or false.
Long Zhui fell into a dilemma, not knowing what to do.
As if seeing Long Zhuiâs inner thoughts, Qin Jue added, âDonât worry, as long as youâre willing to be my mount, no one can hurt you, including the White Dragon Race.â
The corner of Long Zhuiâs eyes twitched slightly. He said, âDo you know how humiliating it is to be a mount for a human as a member of the White Dragon Race? If I do agree, even Her Highness the Divine Maiden wonât be able to protect me.â
In Long Zhuiâs opinion, the reason why Qin Jue was so confident was entirely because of his relationship with the Divine Maiden. However, even if the Divine Maiden decided to help him out, it would be useless.
Qin Jue couldnât be bothered to explain. He raised his hand and waved it. A dazzling golden light lit up and directly entered Long Zhuiâs body.
Long Zhui, who was originally severely injured, felt an indescribable spirit energy surge into his limbs and bones. Then, his broken bones and injuries began to heal at a visible speed.
In less than a few breaths, Long Zhui recovered to normal, as if nothing had happened.
âThisâ¦â
Long Zhui looked at himself and then looked at Qin Jue. What kind of technique was this?
No matter what, he was still a Grand Saint Stage expert. And yet, Qin Jue was actually able to instantly heal him. It had to be mentioned that even a Great Void Stage expert was incapable of doing something like this.
âThis is the last time Iâll be asking. Are you willing?â
If Long Zhui refused again, Qin Jue would choose to leave without hesitation. After all, he was only here to find a mount, not to beg. There was no need for him to lower himself.
If it werenât for the shackle on Long Zhuiâs body attracting his attention, Qin Jue wouldnât have taken a second look.
âI⦠am willing.â
Unexpectedly, Long Zhui nodded.