A gift returned ten thousandfold: I am the number one licker in all realms!

He simply couldn't imagine that anyone would actually use a creature like a Thunder Dragon as their mount.

He was still coughing up blood.

He clutched his wound, waves of pain washing over him. His arm felt numb and weak; after being struck by the opponent's thunderous power, he had no strength left in his body.

"Impossible, this is impossible! How could you possibly possess such a creature?"

He was almost stunned, unable to believe what he was seeing, yet the bloody reality was right in front of him. No matter how much he tried to disbelieve it.

Luo Xing, looking completely nonchalant, patted the little thunder dragon's head.

"Good job, well done. I'll give you more elixirs later."

Dr. Little Thunder Dragon nodded obediently, looking as if he were following his master's orders.

The elder behind him almost spat out blood when he saw the thunder dragon standing in front of Luo Xing.

"A Thunder Dragon? This is..."

"Young friend Luo Xing, what's going on?"

How come you have a dragon?

"Isn't this a legendary creature? How could you possibly know it?"

Clearly, the older generation also did not understand what was happening.

Of course, Luo Xing was too lazy to explain so much to him; in short, it was just his pet.

"Alright, senior, let me put it this way: this little thunder dragon is my pet. With him protecting us, we will be safe."

At this moment, everyone in the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce was stunned by what they saw. They straightened their backs and were no longer the limp and weak figures they had been.

Good heavens, with a thunder dragon backing him up, who would still know how to sew? No wonder Luo Xing has such backbone.

"Who exactly is Luo Xing? How could he have such a mount?"

"Is there even a question? He must be a young master from some family who has come out to gain experience."

"If I'm not mistaken, he must be the holy son of some holy land."

"Otherwise, how could there be a creature like a Thunder Dragon used as a mount?"

The members of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce were all speculating, but they still couldn't figure out what kind of family could afford to use a creature like the Little Thunder Dragon as a mount. Could it be one of the major holy lands in the Central Plains?

Luo Xing clapped his hands and then walked over to the Mad Blade Venerable who was lying on the ground.

With a final kick, he pinned the man to the ground, rendering him unable to move and seemingly struggling to breathe.

"Hey old man, can you take back what you said earlier? Didn't you say it would be difficult for me to kill you?"

"Didn't you always say that I'm like an ant in front of you?"

"Say it now, repeat everything you said to me again, so I can hear it."

The opponent coughed up large amounts of blood, his body trembling uncontrollably. He could barely breathe, let alone attack Luo Xing.

This time, we've completely lost. Who would have thought that this kid would have such a big trump card?

"Kid, how could I possibly know you have something like a Thunder Dragon?"

"Do you dare to have a manly fight with me?"

"Do you dare to fight me fair and square?"

"It's just the two of us, so don't use your pet mount."

"Kid, I'm asking you, do you dare?"

No sooner had the other person finished speaking than Luo Xing, unable to contain her anger, went up and kicked him again.

"Old man, have you lost your mind? Are you stupid or am I stupid?"

"You, a Venerable Realm expert, actually want to fight me, a piece of trash in the Returning Origin Realm, one-on-one."

"I think you're missing something in your head."

"Or is it that you have impure thoughts, that you would actually become an accomplice to evil?"

Quick! The little thunder dragon ate it in one bite.

Luo Xing turned to the little thunder dragon and said!

Without a word, the little thunder dragon opened its blood basin and swallowed the creature whole.

This scene stunned everyone present. A powerful figure respected by the Venerable Ones was actually eaten like this?

The old man watched this scene and slowly stood up.

Back then, he and the Mad Saber Venerable were old rivals.

I never imagined that the other party would end up like this.

He turned around and looked at the mess behind him of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce. If it weren't for Luo Xing's intervention, the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce would probably have been completely destroyed.

The Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce was mostly destroyed by the Mad Blade Venerable's single strike, if it weren't for Little Thunder Dragon's timely intervention.

I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous.

"Brother Luo Xing."

"We, the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce, are here to express our gratitude."

"If it weren't for you, my Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce would definitely have been completely suppressed today."

"From this day forward, you shall be a lifetime honorary elder of my Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce."

"From now on, as long as you speak, everyone in the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce will obey your orders."

The old man no longer had the arrogant demeanor he once possessed, and he could no longer rely on his age to act superior. Now, Luo Xing was his savior.

However, Luo Xing waved his hand, seemingly not having much expectation for any of this, nor intending to take anything more from the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce.

Consider all of this as repaying a debt of gratitude, a way of repaying the kindness shown to the elders in the Tagh Desert.

As for what you really want, there really is something.

“Senior, your Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce has already treated me very well. I don’t want much anymore. If you are interested, we can go and take a look at the Ma Family Chamber of Commerce.”

As soon as Luo Xing finished speaking, the senior immediately clapped and cheered.

"Yes, young man, you're right. Let's go to the Ma family and take a look."

As he spoke, a ruthless glint appeared in the old man's eyes. This time, it was all the fault of the fake account. Ma Jia was doomed this time. If Ma Jia was allowed to survive, then the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce would have no future in Black Soil City.

"Young man, come with me to the Ma Family Chamber of Commerce."

"Once we arrive at the Ma Family Chamber of Commerce, whatever you want, young man, I'll take care of it."

Luo Xing naturally didn't stand on ceremony. He knew this was what he deserved. If it weren't for his little thunder dragon, the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce wouldn't exist. So, it wasn't unreasonable for him to ask for something now.

Before long, he was led by the senior to the Ma Family Chamber of Commerce.

The Ma family's business association is not much smaller than the Zhao family's business association.

In some aspects, it is even much larger than the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce, especially the treasure pavilion within the Ma Family Chamber of Commerce, which has been continuously collecting rare and precious treasures within Black Soil City for many years.

The members of the Ma Family Chamber of Commerce also heard news of their ancestor, the Mad Saber Venerable.

By now, the members of the Ma Family Chamber of Commerce were terrified of them, and before the other party even arrived, everyone was already scattering in all directions.

Of course, the older generation did not intend to forgive these people.

He understood the principle that wildfire cannot destroy everything, and the spring breeze will bring it back to life.