Chapter 12: The Truth of History

The Zhenhai Canglong shuddered nervously.

Tang Xian said amiably,

"Don't worry, as long as you tell me honestly, it's fine if you can't transform into human form...that's pretty good too."

[I can...]

The Zhenhai Canglong stared into Tang Xian's eyes, deciding it would change its answer to cannot if anything seemed amiss.

Tang Xian nodded his head, showing no sign of disappointment.

If it couldn't, in fact, having eaten the first calamity-level creature that was a dragon wasn't too bad.

If it could, keeping it around had many uses.

"Don't be nervous, it's not like I'll eat you if you say you can't. I'm not that kind of person," Tang Xian quipped effortlessly.

[I'm...I'm not nervous.]

Tang Xian found that this great evil dragon was truly cowardly without limit.

After all, being suppressed by the deceased Sea God for so long, it had already shown its tendency to bully the weak and fear the strong.

"Since you can, why not transform into a human form?"