The ferocious and crude black stone fortress of the Nine-Finger Trading Company cast a massive shadow over the vinegar sea. The severed-finger cultivator (Tu Gang) hovered over the foul black mist in front of the fortress with a dozen fierce subordinates, carrying that tattered Nine-Finger Black Banner and grinning hideously as he stared at the conspicuous dragon claws at the bow of the Nameless Wave-Breaker and Wáng Liù's newly forged anchor.
"Nameless Assembly! And that loach beast with the nimble claws! Hand over that cauldron and the vinegar-guided recipe obediently, or the Nine-Finger Trading Company will leave your corpses intact to feed the fish!" The severed-finger cultivator spoke in a hoarse voice, pointing the ghost-head saber stained with green light in his hand at Xiaohong's new claws, his eyes filled with greed and disdain (having never suffered a major defeat yet).
"Roar? (Calling this dragon a loach?)" Xiaohong's ears pricked up with a swish, its purple-gold dragon pupils narrowing into slits. The newly sprouted golden-red lava patterns and icy-blue sha patterns on its claws lit up with a faint glow with a squeak. "Hiss… (My claws are itching! I want to scratch something pitch-black to see if it's crispy!)"
Chapter 616