The Black Dragon King was lazily sprawled on a long bench. Before him lay a vast plaza where hundreds of female Golden Immortals danced, their postures enchanting and incomparably graceful.
Clinging to his stalwart body were several female Great Sages, offering fine wine and spiritual fruits, massaging his shoulders and legs with a hedonism that felt entirely unearthly.
The Blood Emperor frowned slightly at the sight. How could the Black Dragon King be so indulgent and still live up to the teachings of their master? Even if the Dragon Clan's nature was inclined this way, it had already attained the Supreme realm.
Chapter 226