"..."
Zhu Wujiang had anticipated this, but hearing the other person say it aloud still made her somewhat apprehensive.
How much had this guy seen?
Was it through the screen, or were they directly facing each other?
However, as the leader of the Demon Clan, she quickly regained her composure and said, "You possess the True Dragon Blood too, so you should know what this brings you. Apart from great power, there is the most primal impulse which is unavoidable."
"The Heavenly Destiny constitutes one’s nature, and following one’s nature constitutes the Dao."
"Over the years I have kept myself clean, even if there’s a need, I solve it myself. I don’t think there’s anything disgraceful about that."
Even Chen Mo was surprised by her candor, involuntarily stunned for a moment.
Zhu Wujiang was indeed telling the truth. He could distinctly feel that as the Dragon Blood continued to integrate, that inherent nature was becoming more intense.
However, he himself had a charming demeanor and was surrounded by women, thus it hadn’t shown outwardly, somewhat like "often indulging, so no addiction."
"Don’t misunderstand, I’m not judging you," Chen Mo snapped back to reality, waving his hands repeatedly with a slightly puzzled expression. "But why call my name while handling this matter?"
A barely noticeable blush spread across Zhu Wujiang’s cheek. Feigning nonchalance, she said, "The Dragon Clan is different from other races, placing high importance on bloodline inheritance. The purer the bloodline, the stronger the attraction, even an Ultimate Venerable cannot resist..."
Chen Mo agreed with this deeply.
The influence of Dragon Blood was indeed strong. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been reverse-pushed by Chu Yanli back then.
Not to mention, even across the vast cosmic void, pinpointing Zhu Wujiang’s location was beyond ordinary comprehension.
Zhu Wujiang said, "I thought you’d wait until the Creation Golden Pill was produced to find me, but unexpectedly you came so fast. Seems like you faced troubles even Yu Youhan couldn’t solve?"
"Correct," Chen Mo admitted frankly.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wujiang’s interest was piqued. She gestured, causing the nearby teapot to rise into the air, with steaming tea pouring into a cup.
She leisurely sat back with her teacup, reclined in the chair, and said, "In your current state, I won’t entertain you. Tell me first, how did you find your way here as a ’Spiritual Body’?"
Chen Mo spread his hands and said, "It’s quite simple. Ever since I cultivated the ’Ancient Spirit Constitution’ to the ’Fahrenheit Star’ stage, I sensed the Ancestor Dragon’s Will..."
"Cough cough!"
Zhu Wujiang nearly spewed out a mouthful of tea, coughing violently, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Ancestor, Ancestor Dragon’s Will?!"
Chen Mo nodded and said, "Yes, the sensation is quite peculiar, as if the whole person has transcended, becoming part of the Heavenly Dao, observing the universe’s operations from a higher level perspective..."
Zhu Wujiang could tell Chen Mo wasn’t lying.
Without personal experience, one wouldn’t articulate such a feeling.


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