Primordial Draconic Incubus With A Gourmet Chef System

Moreover, it seemed even his naive and friendly personality was all just an act. "No… that doesn't matter."

He then turned to Pei Buhan, "Old man, if you don't want to become this bastard's servant, attack him together with me. If we kill him, we won't have to be his servants."

Then after seeing his horror-filled gaze directed at him, he continued, "I promise you if we survive, my brother and I won't cause you any harm."

At this moment in time, Lucius had to worry about his and his brother's lives. His father was just as important as their lives, if not more, but if they became mindless servants, then what was the point of keeping the evil Alchemist alive?

Pei Buhan hesitated upon hearing Lucius' words. But with the choice between becoming a servant and potentially surviving, he would rather choose the latter.

However, just as he was about to voice his agreement, he heard Lucian's voice, "Give up. Do you think I'd allow that? The only reason you three haven't become my servants is because I've been controlling my Primordial Draconic Incubus Bloodline from turning you into servants. Furthermore, haven't you noticed your eyelids are heavy? Well, anyway, old man, you don't have to worry.

After I'm done with a few things, I'll allow you to return to your normal life. Of course, that is if you are innocent."

As the last word left Lucian's lips, the pink mist surrounding their figures rushed back into their bodies through their pores. Simultaneously, a pink heart tattoo materialized on the foreheads of Lucius, Pei Buhan, and Luke.

[Congratulations, Host, on acquiring three servants. Hopefully, they'll live longer than the last one.] The System congratulated.

Lucian's expression remained indifferent as he took a glance at the three sleeping men, before returning his focus on satiating his stomach.

The System continued, [I'm quite surprised the Host's plan worked so flawlessly. Adding your Primordial Draconic Incubus Bloodline into the chili powder was a stroke of genius.]

Being repeatedly praised, Lucian could not help but smirk. [Of course, it worked. Why wouldn't it? Incubi are known for their cunning, after all.]

Even before Lucian left the confines of the Illusory Butterfly Sect, he had thought of the perfect plan, but only after he confirmed Ember Lion Pride's Boss was severely injured, he decided to go through with it.@@novelbin@@

His Primordial Draconic Incubus Bloodline was his second-greatest trump card, only losing out to the Gourmet Chef System.

Generally, Bloodlines, even the most powerful ones, standing toe to toe with the Dragon Race, were limited solely to the physical body. But after his Soul was transported to this world's Lucian's body, he realized his Bloodline originated from his Soul.

It was the only possibility, as the body he was currently occupying had no Bloodline to speak of.

The discovery also made him aware that Wang Chen was not the owner of the Primordial Draconic Incubus Bloodline, either.

The Bloodline belonged solely to him.

But how he acquired it was still a mystery. Neither of the three Souls that had fused together to create the current him had any trace of the Primordial Draconic Incubus Bloodline.

If they did, he was unaware of such a fact.

That led him to believe it could only be the System Creator's doing.

Moreover, if the System Creator could get their hands on the Nine-Tailed Fox Bloodline, then it was not too farfetched to think they could obtain a Bloodline that should not exist.

'Whatever. I always hated overthinking, so why start now? If I want answers on why I received the Primordial Draconic Incubus Bloodline and the Gourmet Chef System, I just have to become stronger and pry them out of the System Creator's mouth.'

However, for that day to come about, Lucian had to remove the System from his Soul. After all, if the System Creator could give him power, then they could take it away just as quickly.

He had seen and read too many of such cliche stories — System Creators giving overwhelming power to the main protagonist, only to take it away once the latter became either useless or too powerful to control.

But… until Lucian could remove the System, he had no choice but to continue using it.

For a while, Lucian enjoyed the peace and comfort of the forest — the wooshing of the wind, rustling of leaves, the distant roars of Magical Beasts, and the crackling of the fire. He felt warm, mostly full, and relatively safe as long as he woke up his servants. With them within kicking range, he had no problem letting them sleep for a little longer, while he savored the tranquility.

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Meanwhile, within the Illusory Butterfly Sect's grand hall, a meeting was about to take place, as the Sect Master and every Elder currently within the Sect gathered in the hall and took a seat at the long, rectangular table.

After every Elder had gathered in the hall and taken their seats, the Sect Master, Tang Hong, sat at the head of the table, and finally spoke, "Since I called you all here, I'll begin with the first reason for the meeting. I'm sure everyone already knows Lucian left the Sect this morning for Tianshan Mountain."

"Tch. Who in the Sect doesn't know that brat ran off to his own funeral?" An elderly woman with short, fiery-red hair snorted.

Despite her less-than-kind words, most of the Elders nodded in agreement to the meaning behind her words.

Tang Hong frowned.

"Elder Chen, let's not say such words. Lucian's existence is far too important for the Sect."

"And that's exactly why I proposed we lock him up in the Sect's Ice Prison. That way, he won't run away." Elder Chen said as she ran her finger through her hair in frustration. Then she continued as she looked at each Elder, "How many times have we had meetings about Lucian ever since he met that old bastard chef in Illusory Butterfly City?"