A month quickly passed by, Refuse Barbarian City, a secluded estate.
Wei Tianming, Shen Long, Ye Hongyao, Wang Yueyue, Tian Hua, Lin Qing, and more than ten other Core Formation cultivators were sitting around a cyan stone table, sipping tea and chatting leisurely.
"Taoist Friend Shen, I heard you've raised a third-rank Ice Flood Dragon."
Lin Qing said with an envious tone.
"I subdued it in the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm. If Taoist Friend Lin is interested in a third-rank Flood Dragon, you could also take a trip to the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm."
Shen Long said with a smile.
"Indeed, the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm does have more third-rank Flood Dragons, but subduing one isn't easy. Some would rather die than submit, leaving us no choice but to kill them for resources."
Wei Tianming sighed.
"Taoist Friend Wei has slain a third-rank Flood Dragon? That's no small feat!"
Ye Hongyao exclaimed in surprise.
