However, Little Jin by his side already had designs on the Demon Dragon corpse.
"What a pity, there's not much Dragon Blood left."
"Only the Dragon Bones and Dragon Scales still have some value; at least I can refine a King-level Dragon Bone Sword and a set of Dragon Scale Armor from them."
In the blink of an eye, Little Jin had assessed the value of the Demon Dragon's carcass in a detailed manner.
Yet, just as he was about to touch the body, Lin Yi stopped him.
"The Demon Dragon was my father's Spiritual Pet, a comrade who shared life and death with him. Now that it has passed the Dragon Ball on to me, how can we dismember its body and do such inhumane and unjust things?"
A look of reluctance appeared on Lin Yi's face.
"Do you, young man, still not wish to ascend to the Venerable Realm soon?"
