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He had a hearty dinner.
Zhu Minglang stayed in an elegant courtyard, not feeling particularly drowsy. It was a good opportunity to use the Dragon Blood Essence acquired earlier that day to conduct bloodline shaping on the Little Black Dragon, which had just advanced in rank thanks to improved cultivation base.
The Blood of the Evil Dragon Essence from the hunting festival had not been used yet, but bloodline shaping did not require any elaborate ceremony, direct action would suffice.
The Evil Dragon Blood Essence was prepared.
Truth be told, the Evil Blood in the small bottle did carry a sense of Evil Qi.
This Evil Dragon, before it was slaughtered, seemed to have devoured thousands of people, and its blood, tainted by this brutality, had taken on an evil presence as if the souls of those thousands were locked within its dragon stomach, worsening its blood and giving it an inky black appearance.