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When he knew that the Black Flood Dragon's slave imprint was going to fail him, Long Bufan was obviously moved. He stared at the Tower Lord with shining eyes and could not help but urge, "This matter cannot be delayed, Senior Mo Tian, we can begin now."1

The reason why he was willing to pass the slave imprint to Long Bufan was not because he was an idiot, or perhaps because he did not have any selfish thoughts.

But now, the continent of the firmament was about to face the invasion of the demon army. In order to return home, he had to endure the fearless devotion that the Great Honored Warrior showed him five hundred years ago. Otherwise, once the continent of the firmament fell and lost his home, what would be the use of having a loyal subordinate like the Black Jiao?

The current him was already very old, having lived for seven or eight hundred years, and only had a little more than a hundred years left. And the further he lived, as the force of qi and blood weakened, his cultivation would also drop, and at that time, if he was unable to control the Black Jiao, he would probably end up suffering.

However, Long Bufan was different. With his young and vigorous life, he still had a lot of potential in the path of the Martial arts, and there was even hope of him heading to the final Holy Land of Martial Arts, the 'Celestial domain'. If the Black Jiao stayed by Long Bufan's side, not only would it be able to display an even stronger effect, it would also allow him to display an extremely good coordination with the Demons army in the future.

Considering these two points, the Tower Master couldn't help but suppress his greed and hand over the control of the Black Jiao to Long Bufan.

"Since I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, let me rest for a while."

As he spoke, the Tower Lord took out a few dark green Dan Wan that could replenish Spiritual Energy s from his storage ring. He then swallowed them and sat down cross-legged to recuperate.

Just like this, approximately half an hour later, with the help of the Dan Wan's medicinal effects, the Heavenly Tower Master's previously consumed Spiritual Energy had already recovered by eighty percent.

Seeing that the Tower Master had almost finished adjusting himself, Long Bufan was extremely excited. He suddenly realised in his heart that the key problem was that his five Soul-Seal s were all used to control the five Demon Generals, namely, Dragon 1, Dragon 2, Dragon 3, Dragon 4 and Dragon 5. They were all carefully selected by Long Bufan from the army.

If he gave up one of them, he would lose some sesame seeds to pick up watermelons. Although it would still be a huge benefit, he would also lose an outstanding general because of this.

"Cut then!"

Long Bufan clenched his teeth, it was obvious that he had made a decision. He turned his gaze to the Tower Lord and said: "Senior Mo Tian, wait a moment, because I previously used five slave seals to control the five Demon Generals, I have no space left. Wait for me to free one of the slave seals."

"Make room?"

Hearing this, the Tower Lord was startled. Then, with a smile, he said, "There is no need to trouble yourself with that."

"Hmm?" Long Bufan raised his eyebrows, stared at the Tower Master, and said with an astonished expression: "You don't need to make room?"

"That's right." "Because this slave imprint is condensed from my Spiritual Energy. You don't need to use your own Spiritual Energy, later this old man will change it to a ownerless slave imprint and you only need to bring out a wisp of spiritual consciousness to become the Black Jiao's new master."

Hearing these words, Long Bufan's eyes flashed, and his face instantly filled with an unconcealable joy!

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