Will rubbed his hands, his eyes gleaming as he chuckled, "You know I have astonishing bones and a stunning talent, so the huge responsibility of maintaining the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms rests on my shoulders, disciple. Please, Master, pass on the True Dragon Inheritance to me. Also, I hope to be bestowed with ten thousand jin of Dragon Blood, eight thousand jin of dragon meat, and three hundred Dragon Balls, along with some Dragon Tendons to stew a seafood soup. It's bound to be delicious, and I'll definitely let you, Master, have a taste."
The Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor was left speechless, utterly dumbfounded. This guy had really reached the pinnacle of shamelessness—ten thousand jin of Dragon Blood, eight thousand jin of dragon meat, and even Dragon Tendons? He didn't even have a whole dragon; it was utterly dead.
