I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 254 Do you even dare to hit me?

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What Rhodes was talking about was the Ember Breathing Technique of the Red Griffin family.

Although Rhodes' current goal is to lay down after planting all his subordinates with the Seed of Nature, he still needs to practice breathing techniques.

Even if Rhodes doesn't cultivate, he can make his subordinates cultivate.

Upon hearing Rod's explanation, Durant's face lit up with joy, and he asked, "Then should my patrol team meet us at the edge of the territory?"

"Okay, but don't make a fuss about it."

Rod gave a brief instruction.

"clear."

Durant nodded in response, bowed, and withdrew.

Rhodes turned to Avril and handed her the secret letter.
"The information at the end is about your father; you can read it yourself."

Avril took the letter somewhat blankly and looked down to examine it carefully.

“Father helped us…”

After reading the letter, Avril was stunned and speechless for a long time.

After a long while, Avril sighed.
“He had Susanna exile me here before, and I thought he had completely abandoned me.”

"The letter said your father is doing well; it seems he had been lying low all along."

Rhodes thought for a moment and then advised, "Perhaps he thinks the Northern Wastes are safer than staying with your stepmother."

Rhodes wasn't talking nonsense.

If it weren't for the presence of the lizardmen, the Northern Wilderness might actually be safer than Red Griffin Castle.

"The letter also mentioned that your father has a lot to say to you and wants to write to you, but he doesn't have the time."

Rhodes smiled and stroked Avril's hair. "But it's alright, I'll have them send out the Earl's letter."

"Thank you dear."

Avril looked up at Rod, her bright eyes filled with tenderness.

"There's no need for thanks between us, just as I won't be polite to you."

As he spoke, Rod gave a meaningful smile, then pulled a small knife from the fruit plate and placed it in front of Avril.

"Once the Ember Breathing Technique arrives, I'll have to ask you for a lot more blood... Aren't you afraid of the pain?"

"Mmm, it's okay, I'm not afraid!"

Avril nodded vigorously.

"Don't agree too soon, it might require a lot of blood."

Rhodes turned to Vivian and asked, "If you're afraid of the pain, just use Vivian's. That should work, right?"

"Ok?"

Vivian, who had been feigning sleep, suddenly widened her eyes. "My dear Baron, if you're cultivating, you wouldn't need much blood to make potions, would you?"

“I can’t use too many myself, but I want other suitable people to try it out, like Wolfhoof, Tucson…”

As Rod was speaking, his voice suddenly stopped, and he slowly leaned back in his chair, lost in thought.

Avril and Vivian, not knowing what was wrong with Rhodes, exchanged a glance, and Vivian spoke up.

“I was just kidding, Baron. You can have me anytime you need me.”

"No, it has nothing to do with that."

Rhodes shook his head slightly, glanced at the two of them, and said, "You tell me, if Alese can cultivate through prayer, what about Wolfhoof and the other savages who worship me as their holy lord?"

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The next morning.

After breakfast.

Wolfhooves, having received the summons, hurried into the lord's hall.

Good morning, Holy Lord.

Wolf Hoof knelt on one knee to pay his respects.

Rhodes waved his hand, signaling Wolfhoof to stand up.
"Wolf's hoof".

Rhodes calmly watched the wolf's hooves.

Are you loyal to me?

"Of course!"

Wolf Hoof suddenly raised its head, its attitude resolute.

"You are the holy lord of all our tribes!"

"You gave us hope and dignity, you gave us a home!"

"Without you, we would still be struggling to survive in the wilderness!"

Wolf Hoof suddenly knelt down, his knees slamming heavily onto the floor.

"You have granted us a peaceful and blessed land, the savior of all of us, and I am willing to give everything for you!"

Rod looked at the wolf's hooves kneeling on the ground and asked calmly,

"Then would you be willing to believe in me?"

"willing!"

Wolfhoof answered loudly without hesitation, "If you need it, I can give you my soul!"

"very good,"

Rod nodded in satisfaction.
"Then I want you to pray to me."

"pray……"

Wolf Hoof raised its head, its eyes flashing with confusion.
"I can pray, but I won't."

Wolfhoof was somewhat embarrassed. "Only a prophet like White Frost would preside over a prayer ceremony. I can't."

"It's not me presiding over a prayer ceremony; it's you praying to me yourself."

Rhodes was prepared; he waved for Vivian to place a piece of paper in front of Wolfhoof.

"Just as devout believers pray to God, praising my greatness and asking for my blessings."

Wolf Hoof nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Although the wild people do not believe in gods, they sometimes pray for the blessings of their ancestors.

Wolf Hoof looked at the words on the note and felt they were about right.

"Yes, Holy Lord, shall I begin now?"

"Ah."

Rhodes nodded.

Vivian stepped forward, mimicking the posture Allessel had adopted yesterday.

"First, remain kneeling."

"Raise both hands to the sky."

“Now repeat after me.”

Vivian's voice became solemn.

"The great Lord of Blackpine Ridge, Lord Rhodes Tulip."

"You are the source of strength and the embodiment of wisdom."

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Avril modified the prayer for Rhodes according to the ancient gods' prayer, making the entire prayer process sacred and solemn.

The prayer itself has no effect, but a more authentic description can convince the prayer and induce self-hypnosis.

Wolf Hoof began reciting the prayer, still following Vivian's rhythm.

After repeating it three times, Wolf Hoof gradually began to chant on his own, becoming increasingly immersed in prayer.

Vivian shut her mouth, and Rod stared at the wolf's hooves; the only sound in the room was the sound of the wolf's hooves.

After repeated cycles, Wolf Hoof gradually closed his eyes.

Ignoring the murmurs, you'll notice that the wolf's hooves are breathing deeply and rhythmically, its chest rising and falling in a steady, rhythmic motion.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The sunlight on the floor inside the house gradually changed from the chill of the morning to the warmth of midday.

Wolfhoof's body still showed no reaction, and Rhodes didn't sense anything special either.

However, Rod was not in a hurry. He calmly leaned back in his chair, while Vivian sat beside him, pretending to doze off.

However, just as Rhodes was waiting for Wolfhoof's body to react, a deafening sound suddenly came from outside!

"Roar!"

"It's a dragon's roar!"

Rodten stood up abruptly, and Wolfhoof, who had been praying, opened his eyes!

"Is it a rock ridge?" Vivian asked hurriedly.

"no!"

Rod immediately denied it, "Rock Ridge wouldn't dare shout that loud!"

"Wolfhoof, you stay here and continue praying!"

After saying that, Rod ran straight outside!
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In the lair of frost and thunder.

The giant, deep blue dragon egg trembled slightly.

"Click"

A slight sound was heard, and a crack suddenly appeared on the eggshell.

"Crack, click, click..."

The cracks on the eggshell became increasingly dense, with fine lines spreading like a spider web.

The entire dragon egg began to tremble violently, as if some enormous force was struggling inside.

Click.

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and fragments of the eggshell were instantly sent flying.

The Winter's Iron Guards instantly became alert and turned to see a claw emerging from the crack.

"Quickly, go and inform the lord!"

Captain Senlan gave the order and kept a watchful eye on the hatching dragon egg.

As a veteran who had experienced several wars, Senran could clearly sense the approaching danger.

Although both dragons were the lord's pets, Senlan's intuition told her that something was wrong.

The other Winter's Iron Guards were also tense, watching the dragon egg warily, their foreheads instantly covered in fine sweat.

The claws violently broke out of the dragon egg, sending the eggshell flying everywhere.

Logically, the dragon egg on the left should be Thunder.

But what was extended was not the claw of thunder.

This claw is bigger and sharper.

The originally deep blue scales now have fine, crimson lines.

The metallic luster is more pronounced, making it look as if it has been polished.

Immediately afterwards, the other eggshell was also smashed, and a huge dragon head emerged from it!
The Winter's Iron Guards gasped and involuntarily took a step back!
"This... isn't a wyvern?"

Senlan's eyes widened. "This is just like the dragon I saw in the Icefield Mountains!"

As soon as Senlan finished speaking, fragments of the egg scattered everywhere, and a huge figure broke free from it!

What they saw before them was no longer the familiar wyvern cub; its two hind legs had been replaced by four strong limbs!

The thick muscles, covered in fine scales, were brimming with explosive power! It looked remarkably similar to the white dragon they had ever seen!
However, the dragon in front of me was too small, and its scales were a mix of cobalt blue and crimson, making it look both handsome and beautiful!

"Roar!"

The majestic dragon head is held high, while its twisted horns sweep backward.

His thunderous purple vertical pupils were filled with ferocity and savagery as he glared menacingly at Senlan and the other winter guards.

The terrifying pressure made even the Winter Guards swallow hard.

This time, however, no one retreated; Senran took a step forward.
"Hey, Thunder, do you remember me?"

Senlan's voice trembled slightly, "I used to bring you food and feed you often."

"Roar!"

A roar, clearly carrying a warning.

"Okay, okay, I won't get close, but you don't need to be nervous."

Senlan raised his hand and urged, "The lord will be here soon."

Thunder ignored Senlan and immediately turned to look to the side.

—The Frosty Dragon Egg.

The dragon egg was not small, but it appeared particularly fragile under the shadow of Thunder's enormous figure.

Thunder tilted his head and took a step forward.

Clearly, it has taken an interest in the Frost Dragon Egg.

Senran immediately realized the danger.

"No, Thunder!"

Despite his fear, his sense of duty prevented him from backing down.

Senlan stepped forward again, "He's your brother, you can't hurt him!"

Thunder turned around, letting out low growls, and a ferocious look gradually appeared in his purple vertical pupils.

"You're trying to scare me, but I have to stop you!"

Senlan waved his hand, and all eight Winter Iron Guards stepped forward to surround Thunder, their hands on their sword hilts.

Thunder tilted his head and looked at these tiny humans.

A hint of disdain flashed in his purple vertical pupils. He paid no attention to Senlan's threat and continued walking towards the Frost Dragon Egg.

Senlan was getting anxious and immediately drew her sword, charging towards Leiting!

"Roar!"

With a thunderous roar, Lei Ting flapped his wings and instantly sent Sen Lan flying!
"team leader!"

The Winter Guards cried out in alarm and, in a moment of panic, drew their swords and aimed them at Thunder!
This action instantly enraged Lei Ting!
Its tail swept across, forcing back the Winter Guards, and then it opened its huge mouth!

"Shut up!"

A cold and authoritative rebuke rang out instantly, and an invisible pressure swept across the entire courtyard like a tidal wave!
The air became thick and sticky, as if an invisible weight was pressing down on the Winter Guards, making it difficult to breathe.

But this oppressive aura wasn't directed at them; it was aimed directly at Thunder!

The thunder, which had been swaggering with its dragon mouth open, suddenly shut its mouth, and its huge body began to tremble.

The killing intent in his purple vertical pupils vanished instantly, replaced by deep fear, and he shrank back, shrinking his neck.

The Winter Guards immediately sheathed their swords, quickly parted to make way for each other, and bowed their heads in salute.
"Lord Lord!"

"Ah."

Rhodes nodded slightly in response, his gaze fixed coldly on Thunder.

"You think you're so arrogant just because you have half a dragon's bloodline? If you became a true dragon, would you even dare to hit me?"

Thunder seemed to understand Rhodes' words, and the dragon's body visibly trembled.

The proud head immediately lowered, not daring to meet Rhodes' gaze.

"Ouch..."

A whimper came from Thunder's throat, and as Rhodes continued to advance, it began to retreat again.

Every step was taken with utmost care, for fear of offending Rhodes.

Its once majestic posture became humble, its tail pressed tightly to the ground, and its wings tucked in tightly.

His entire body was showing submission to Rhodes.

It retreated to a corner in the yard, its massive body shrinking into a ball as much as possible, trying to make itself look less threatening.

At this moment, Thunder was like a puppy being scolded by its owner, obediently staying to the side and not daring to make any unusual moves.

Seeing this, Rhodes also withdrew most of his oppressive aura and waved to Thunder.
"Come here, let me take a good look at you."

Rod's voice softened slightly.

Rodman understood the Thunder's audacity.

After all, it was a ferocious beast. Suddenly, it awakened the bloodline of a true dragon, possessed some of the abilities of a dragon, its strength increased dramatically, and it became arrogant.

This is normal.

Rod was not angry.

Moreover, Thunder hasn't directly attacked the Winter Guards yet, which shows they still have some sense of reason.

Kids are going through a rebellious phase; a little scare and discipline will do the trick.

Thunder lowered his head and obediently walked up to Rod, his nostrils flaring with hot breath.

"Hmm, it looks similar to the young dragon in the ancient books, and its forelimbs have grown out as well."

Rod patted the Thunder's thick forelegs.

"Your head and body are still a bit thin, and your neck is a bit long... Also, what kind of dragon do your red and blue scales belong to?"

Rhodes had researched the information and considered that Thunder might be a five-colored dragon, a metal dragon, or even an alternate dimension dragon (a special energy dimension dragon).

But unexpectedly, this guy turned into a dragon of two different colors.

"Ignore it for now."

Rod patted Thunder, "Lie down."

Thunder obediently lay down on the ground.

Then Rhodes did something that shocked everyone.

He grabbed the spikes on Thunder's neck, leaped up, and flipped himself onto Thunder's back.

The sharp dragon scales pricked his buttocks, but Rhode endured it.

"Lord Lord!"

Senlan looked at Rod with some nervousness, "Are you going to ride it and fly? Isn't that a bit dangerous...?"

"fine."

Rod said with a smile, "Given Thunder's size, he should be able to fly."

Rhodes patted Thunder, "Right?"

Thunder nodded.

Vivian leaned closer, looked up at Rhodes, and asked, "Baron, what should I do?"

"A young dragon can only carry one person."

Rhodes turned and glanced at the dragon egg beside him. "Frost hasn't woken up yet, there's nothing we can do."

"I'm very light."

Vivian's eyes were filled with longing.

Rhodes patted the lightning beneath him. "Can you handle it?"

"Ouch..."

Lei Ting's voice was low and tinged with grievance.

Rhodes immediately understood.

"It says it will reduce his flight speed and shorten his time in the air, so you should wait."

"Ah, okay."

Vivian slumped her shoulders, looking somewhat dejected.

"It's okay, I'll let you experience what it feels like to take off."

Rod smiled and pointed to the left front.
"I'll go to the Azure River; you ride the Night Fury there."

After saying that, Rod patted Thunder on the back of the neck, and Thunder suddenly flapped its huge wings and took off into the air!

"Wow!"

Everyone gasped in surprise, their wide eyes filled with envy as they stared intently at the figure gliding across the sky.

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The whistling wind swept past Rhodes' ears, and he could faintly hear the exclamations from the town.

Rhodes lowered his head, and the residents below all looked up to watch.

The soldiers on the watchtower rang the alarm bell, seemingly startled by the thunder.

But it's alright, the Winter Guard will spread the word.

The buildings in the town grew smaller and smaller as lightning quickly swept across Frostleaf Town.

Unlike wyverns, true dragons possess a certain degree of magical assistance in their flight ability.

That's how it's recorded in the ancient texts. At this moment, Rhode also felt the magical fluctuations on Thunder's wings.

"The air up there is so fresh."

Rod took a deep breath and patted Thunder.

"You don't need to fly too high, low-altitude flight is fine."

Thunder understood, spread its wings and glided through the air, then descended rapidly.

Rhode's cloak fluttered in the wind, like that of a legendary dragon knight.

"Land on the riverbank ahead."

Thunder understood and immediately adjusted its direction, flying towards the designated location.

The riverbank was an open space, full of stones and sand, perfect for conducting experiments.

The lightning bolt circled once above the open space, then landed steadily on the ground with a soft thud.

Rhodes flipped off the dragon's back, but immediately felt his feet were a little unsteady. He quickly pulled on Thunder's wings to steady himself.

"It can even achieve weightlessness."

Rhodes shook his head slightly and sighed.

He could tell at a glance that he wasn't someone who rode dragons often.

"Alright, now show me what you've got."

Rod patted Thunder, "Can you breathe?"

Thunder nodded again, his purple vertical pupils carrying a hint of pride.

"very good."

A satisfied smile appeared on Rod's face.

Only those that can breathe fire can truly be considered dragons.

Rod pointed to the open space to his left.

"Spit in that direction, let me see your destructive power."

Thunder immediately turned around and began to inhale sharply.

His chest suddenly began to swell, and then lightning opened its massive maw!

Rhodes felt the surrounding temperature rise sharply, a scorching aura spreading, and the air itself began to distort and deform!
The next instant, a crimson torrent spewed from Thunder's mouth, the scorching flames completely engulfing a cone-shaped area in front of it!
Surprisingly, however, blue and white light also flickered within the crimson flames!

"Ok?"

Rhodes stared at Thunder's dragon breath, his eyes filled with doubt.
"How can there be arcs of electricity in these flames?"

(End of this chapter)