Chapter 395: Chapter 262 Dragon-man_2
They were even willing to offer dragon blood for this.
Otherwise, without the dragon blood of a giant dragon, even half-dragons couldn’t cultivate the Dragon Blood Grass.
Thus, Small Knife smoothly entered the inner region of the Giant Dragon Mountain Range.
Due to the extremely limited number of half-dragon teams in the inner region, each one was not far from the Giant Dragon Cave.
It could be seen from a distance.
As for Long Wei, it could be clearly sensed at every moment.
Regarding Small Knife using two Dragon Blood Grass plants to break through the bloodline, achieving King Level bloodline, the half-dragon captain said nothing on the surface, but his attitude towards Small Knife was not good.
Clearly feeling heartbroken to death.
However, Small Knife didn’t care. His task was to guard these seven Spirit Plants, making sure they were bathed in his natural aura, consistently releasing Natural Elements every day.
Especially the Dragon Claw Vine.
As for other tasks, like watering, those were handled by other members of the half-dragon team.
And so, days went by, and Small Knife became proficient in mastering his own Divine Techniques.
Even though he often saw it, every time he watched the half-dragons bleed for the Dragon Claw Vine, Dragon Blood Grass, and similar, he was still unaccustomed to it.
He wondered what the situation was like outside the maze.
Small Knife looked towards the dragon’s lair, faintly visible from a high place, where many special Spirit Grasses, Dragon Blood Grass, Dragon Power Grass, and Dragon Claw Vines were growing.
Moreover, most of them were mature, some even older with stronger medicinal effects.
At the edge of the Giant Dragon Nest, there was no need for the watering of dragon blood, yet they grew vigorously.
Additionally, after observing for days, Small Knife discovered that all the dragon-men inside were juveniles.
Most hadn’t even reached King Level bloodline.
It seemed that the group of adult dragon-men that had rushed to the maze earlier were the only adult dragon-men.
The other dragon lairs connected around were the same, though they appeared even more deserted.
The young dragon-men, having lost their giant dragon, were also listless.
It seemed they had exerted all their strength earlier, leaving the defenses empty now.
But why hadn’t that last giant dragon appeared?
Death seemed impossible, right?
Small Knife couldn’t help but entertain such a thought.
Such intense Long Wei was still present.
Severe injury and slumber seemed plausible, a strong possibility indeed.
Thus, Small Knife’s mind began to plan.
Aside from guarding the Spirit Plants, he appeared lazy, like a giant dragon, fond of sleeping.
However, the other dragon-men were not much stronger, inheriting the temperament of giant dragons.
In reality, Small Knife naturally didn’t sleep but entered his personal space with willpower to engage in studies.
His demands weren’t high, not requiring power, mainly focusing on hiding himself.
Coupled with having observed the five dragon lairs long enough, the terrain and other details had already been three-dimensionally modeled.
So Small Knife planned to take action.
If on the maze’s side, the four giant dragons and their subordinates were all finished.
The peaceful days of this Secret Realm would likely end.
Thus, Small Knife felt a sense of urgency.
Hiding in his small burrow, though not far from a few Spirit Plants, it was very concealed within the burrow, and no one paid him attention.
Under a rough stone surface in disguise, different insects appeared inside.
These were technological constructs, without souls or Extraordinary Energy fluctuations.
In fact, they weren’t affected by Long Wei and wouldn’t be easily discovered.
These insects, specific to the Giant Dragon Mountain Range, like Dragon Blood Grass, were unique creatures born under Long Wei.
They had a situation of parasitizing around the dragon lairs, although small, they were extremely tough and would explode with considerable power when encountering enemies.
Their judgment standard was based on bloodline.
They were adept at hiding and extremely lazy, like giant dragons, mostly sleeping.
Yet they were very good warning creatures.
Therefore, these insects could survive here; the dragon-men, half-dragons, and the like wouldn’t intentionally attack to eliminate them.
So in the quiet of night, the unique insects set out.
Being lifeless, lacking soul fluctuations, or any Extraordinary Power,
they could crawl beside real insects without alarming them.
One by one, insects burrowed underground, moving according to Small Knife’s plan, stopping at specific locations, and remaining stationary like ordinary insects.
Yet they emitted faint signals.
Small Knife observed for a few days.
Thankfully, these signals from the world of technology didn’t attract the attention of the dragon-men or half-dragons.
And so, one hidden signal base station after another was established.
In no time, the outside of the dragon cave was entirely within signal coverage.
Later, an insect identical in appearance, with only one unusual eye, began to move slowly under the cover of night.
It was underground, naturally.
Soon, all peripheries of five dragon caves had such insects hiding underground.
Not to mention underground, even if they crawled out, as long as they weren’t cut open, these dragon-men wouldn’t discover their difference from genuine insects.
In fact, they were even less easy to detect than real insects because they lacked even basic life fluctuations.
Within the signal range, each dragon-man with potent bloodlines, their qi blood vigorous like a furnace, remained in a mere state as long as they were within the signal scope.
Thus, at the right moment, amid other dragon-men’s spaces, a small unremarkable insect crawled from the underground entrance of the dragon cave.
It crept towards the cavern.
There was no choice; this dragon hole was inexplicably protected, making it impossible to burrow in from below.
The unremarkable insect cautiously ventured into the dragon cave.
Everything went smoothly, dodging the dragon-men as predicted.
The listless juvenile dragon-men barely patrolled, appearing careless.
Allowing the insect to delve deeper into the cave.
On Small Knife’s side, he hid in his lair, remotely controlling, showing everything on a screen without a hint of Extraordinary Energy fluctuations observed by the insect’s camera eye.
It navigated smoothly into the deepest part of the dragon cave, where the giant dragon slumbered, and the Dragon’s Treasure resided.
The screen instantly scattered dazzling lights, almost blinding Small Knife’s eyes.
Too exciting.
Though expected, the spiritual radiance of the various treasures covering the ground left Small Knife with his mouth agape, instinctively swallowing.
With just one glance, he noted materials akin to not fewer than tens of millions of Spirit Stones.
And that was the minimum estimate.
The giant dragon loved collecting treasure.
They were all imbued with pure energy, good stuff.
They had special means, leaving a faint Dragon Pattern on these treasures.
Such means preserved the treasures better and emitted light.
According to the attribute and varying energy of the treasure, the emitted light varied in color and intensity.
But without doubt, the stronger the glow, naturally, the greater the treasure’s value.
Under such unique means, the glow not only bore the treasure’s energy but also nurtured it.
The more treasures, the more energy, the more pronounced the effect of power enhancement during the giant dragon’s slumber.
Otherwise, without treasure, the effect of giant dragon slumbering would be very limited, potentially leading to death from old age.
If the treasures were ample, the beneficial effects of slumber could lead to breakthroughs in power during sleep, greatly increasing strength, and obtaining further lifespan.
Thus, giant dragon slumbering wasn’t as lazy as mortals said.
And the legend about giant dragons liking shiny things was merely folklore from mortals.
It’s not that they like collecting shiny things, but their collected treasures, the more precious, the shinier they became.
These treasures had no protective arrays or similar defenses.
Yet if any item was touched, its owner, the giant dragon, would instantly know.
Even determining the location of the treasure.
Even if stolen, evading the giant dragon’s pursuit would be incredibly difficult.
So here, even dragon-men weren’t allowed near, and other giant dragons were prohibited from entering the Giant Dragon Nest.
But now, the giant dragon inside this dragon cave was trapped in the maze, its fate unknown.
So Small Knife viewed these brightly glowing treasures as his own hoard.
However, he felt helpless; the little insect couldn’t possibly carry them away.
This required serious thought.
Small Knife began pondering.
These treasures were imbued with a dense energy wave; even if tunneling without discovery, extracting them would alert those dragon-men.
Such a hassle.
But even if troublesome, it had to be solved; he couldn’t forgo these good things.