"Don't be nervous."

Seeing Xia Mi's body tense up instantly, Qi Xiuyuan's tone remained relaxed: "I won't tell you who I am, but I can tell you that I am not your enemy, nor are I one of your brothers and sisters."

Xia Mi narrowed her eyes slightly and said coldly, "You think it's not true just because you say so?"

"You should be able to sense that my dragon bloodline isn't particularly strong, yet it can prevent you from erasing my memories, which is why I made a move to test you."

Knowing the cautious nature of this schizophrenic Little Dragon Girl, Qi Xiuyuan wasn't surprised. He knew that wind attribute talent alone wasn't enough, so he simply closed his eyes and said calmly, "Since that's the case, then I'll let you see for yourself."

As she spoke, her eyes slowly opened, revealing a pair of eerie, scarlet eyes in Xia Mi's golden pupils.

A deep, blood-red light flashed in his eyes, and the scarlet tomoe seemed to bleed.

Those were eyes that Xia Mi had never seen before, and she could sense a cold spiritual element, as if those eyes were "alive".

There seemed to be an even greater power in his eyes, which made Xia Mi feel a slight chill in her heart.

"..."

Looking into those completely unfamiliar eyes, Xia Mi's heart began to race: "What exactly are you? You clearly don't have dragon blood, yet you can control the elements..."

As she spoke, Xia Mi looked at Qi Xiuyuan's raised left hand and remembered seeing him make a gesture.

Is it possible to use gestures instead of chanting?

Although as descendants of dragons, all their power is in the form of words. In addition to the dragon-language spirits that are like sacred chants, spirits in various languages ​​such as Chinese, German, English, and Hebrew also exist.

However, she had never heard of such a way of controlling elements through gestures in the past ten thousand years.

Even the Path to Godhood, which aims to turn hybrids into pure-blooded dragons and has been forbidden by the Elders, could not possibly accomplish such an absurd thing.

The origin of Nidhogg, the Black King, is unknown. Legend has it that the Black King was born directly from the Earth, but even these dragon kings are unsure.

In conventional biology, all species in the world evolved from the same origin, just like a tree that grows countless branches. The dragons call it the "Tree of Evolution" or the "World Tree".

The World Tree has three main branches, called the three domains: the Bacteria Domain, the Archaea Domain, and the Eukaryotic Domain. Any known species belongs to one of these three domains.

Dragons are an exception; they belong to the fourth domain of the evolutionary tree, outside of these three domains.

Now, a completely different entity has emerged.

As Jormungandr, who had explored the powers of the other Dragon Lords the most, she was even more aware of how terrifying the things this guy in front of her were doing.

Or rather, this kind of thing shouldn't exist at all. In this world where the Black King is the source of power, his existence is simply the greatest paradox!

unless……

"Were you an existence that existed before us?"

Xia Mi finally couldn't help but ask, but her voice was a little hoarse.

He was initially thought to be an interesting hybrid, but after awakening some unfamiliar Word of Power, she lifted her own memory of him, and then...

I shouldn't have been so reckless.

"You can consider me an anomaly, different from human hybrids, and different from your dragon race." Qi Xiuyuan's crimson eyes faded, returning to their deep black pupils, and he smiled, "So I said..."

"We will not become enemies. I am not interested in your goals. I will not only not stop you, but I will also cooperate with you."

Xia Mi was somewhat unsure of the person in front of her, and her innate caution resurfaced, but she dared not make another move and could only stubbornly ask, "A deal? What kind of deal?"

"Before that, I need to ask you two questions," Qi Xiuyuan said, looking down at the eyes that had turned back to black. "What is Fenrir in your eyes?"

Xia Mi was somewhat displeased with his attitude, but still said in a cold tone, "Little brother, if necessary, you can eat him."

"Very honest." Qi Xiuyuan clapped his hands. "So, what does Chu Zihang mean to you?"

Xia Mi's eyes suddenly froze, her thoughts seemingly fragmented. After a few seconds of contemplation, she finally spoke: "Toys..."

"laugh."

Hearing Qi Xiuyuan's sneer, Xia Mi suddenly became annoyed. She glared at Qi Xiuyuan, acting unlike the Dragon King, and said angrily, "What are you laughing at? Do you think I'm joking?"

That thing is at most a toy that has been with me since I was a child, has no value, but would make me a little sad if I lost it.

Seemingly remembering something, Xia Mi narrowed her eyes and suddenly laughed: "In your eyes, isn't Su Xiaoqiang the same? Don't tell me you actually have romantic feelings for her."

"For beings like you and me, a human life is but a fleeting moment. Bloodline is an insurmountable chasm, just as humans can never feel love or desire for ants, can they?"

She was clearly questioning, but her tone was so lifeless, like spoiled food and soup, stagnant water that no longer flowed, seemingly filled with self-mockery and bewilderment that she herself was unaware of.

"Ants? Bloodline? Divide?"

Qi Xiuyuan suddenly smiled, leaning forward slightly as he looked at the stunned Xia Mi, his smile gradually fading: "Is this what the Dragon Clan calls the Sorrow of Blood?"

"You're all cut from the same cloth, so hypocritical it makes me want to vomit..."

He stepped down from the stone eaves of the rooftop and gradually walked to Xia Mi's side. His voice, as if containing solid ice, whispered in her ear: "Any creature, any destiny, no matter how long or complicated, lives for a certain moment."

"In that instant, who is kind to you, what they say to you, what they do—just that one moment is enough to make you unforgettable for the rest of your life, even after thousands of years."

"Moreover, what distinguishes ants from the sacred is not what you call bloodline, but the power in my hands."

Every word he uttered sounded like ice spikes and stones to Xia Mi. He said coldly, "I don't care about the bloodline you speak of. Even if it's a toy, it's still my toy."

"If anyone tries to touch it, I'll make them understand who I am, what I want, and that no one can take it away. If anyone dares to touch it, I'll break their hand."

As he spoke, Qi Xiuyuan turned his head slightly to look at Xia Mi beside him, his gaze turning cold: "Jormungandr, you don't want to plant flowers. You said you don't want to watch them wither away little by little. To avoid the end, you avoided the beginning of everything."

Sometimes, the calmness, rationality, rigor, and ingenuity that you are so proud of may not be what you call clarity, but just silent cowardice.

Under his gaze, Xia Mi paused for a moment, then opened her mouth but couldn't say anything, simply avoiding his gaze.

"..."

She pursed her lips into a thin line, lowered her head and muttered softly, "What's wrong with you? Why are you being so serious? She didn't say anything offensive. If you think like this, I'm happy for Sister Xiaoqiang, okay?"

Seeing that the little dragon girl was starting to use her split personality to escape again, Qi Xiuyuan didn't say anything, but just withdrew his gaze and said, "I will teach you 'Gift of Blood', and later I will give you a dragon bone cross of the first generation."

Upon hearing this, Xia Mi's expression changed instantly, but she quickly calmed down.

"What is the price?"

She had no doubt about Qi Xiuyuan's words, even though he spoke of the first generation's dragon bone cross in a very casual way, she did not doubt whether he could really do it.

Because Qi Xiuyuan spoke of the "gift of blood," the ability to change the bloodline of others. Looking back through all of history, only three people have possessed and are capable of this "ability."

"The price is that you form an alliance with me, provide me with dragon blood for experiments, and try to explore the feasibility of the 'Blessing of Blood' to see if Su Xiaoqiang can have some of your powers."

Qi Xiuyuan said calmly, "Give me an answer: deal or no?"

After you joined Danzo's Root organization, Orochimaru once again took notice of you. He approached you and offered to make you a double agent to steal information from Konoha for him. You chose...

Qi Xiuyuan looked at the light screen that appeared in front of him, but his eyes did not show any fluctuation.

Sure enough, it works.

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