Chapter 6937: Silver Spoon

“The immortal lord is here...” A loud introduction echoed across the firmament.

Immortals immediately stopped looking and quietly waited for his arrival.

“Raa!” A draconic roar erupted, followed by a frightening aura.

Overlords and lower realms dropped to their knees, unable to stand straight due to a blood dragon appearing in the sky.

It was gorgeous and seemingly made from red crystals, alive yet not inferior to any work of art.

“An adult crystal blood-dragon.” A first-time visitor was surprised.

This dragon’s bloodline was close to the true one in Divine Firmament. It was rare to see any true dragons outside.

The dragon then acted as a stairway, allowing someone to descend - a youth wearing extravagant clothes and trinkets.

One jewel was a polished bone. Another was made from a world core. Even the threads were made from the mythical nine-transformation silkworms.

Despite his seemingly young appearance, he appeared supreme without any aura. His eyes alone intimidated the crowd, telling them of his cruelty.

He considered himself to be the center of all things. Killing didn’t need a reason outside of pleasing him.

“Treasure Immortal Lord.” Many grand immortals kneeled as he walked down. The more powerful golden immortals bowed slightly.

The few primordial immortals remained sitting and nodded as a greeting. They only came out of consideration for his hot-tempered father.

He sat down in the hall on a jade beast instead of a normal chair. Some considered this beast to be at the immortal level, a world defender.

Three beauties kneeled next to him, gorgeous enough to earn praises from immortals. One held a tray of special fruits; another carried towels and other washing tools; the third was directly in front to massage him.

“High heaveners.” Someone noticed all three were overlords.

“He destroyed their world and tamed them.” A golden immortal said.

Others didn’t take delight in such matters and found them meaningless. He was different, hence people believed he would inherit his father’s legacy.

His father never bothered to teach him at a young age. Nevertheless, he still reached the golden stage. Without proper education and guidance, it appeared his bloodthirsty nature couldn’t be controlled.

A disciple walked over to the crystal blood-dragon and sliced between its scales. He gathered a cup full of blood and presented it to the lord.

Treasure raised the cup and laughed heartily: “Fellow Daoists, enjoy yourselves today, talk and trade all you want.”

Having said that, he finished the cup in one gulp. This was a brutal and extravagant act. Only a silver-spoon cultivator such as himself could afford such luxury. Most importantly, other immortals didn’t want to imitate the uncivilized act.

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