Li Qiye stood still while others risked their lives, yet he benefited the most. Spectators, not even emperors and gods, couldn’t make sense of this.

“Why do the scales gravitate toward him?” An expert became envious after seeing the glowing pile of scales next to Li Qiye.

“Maybe his physique has a natural affinity for them?” A big shot said with uncertainty.

“But Heavenly Wrath isn’t a dragon, it’s just a weapon.” One desolate god disagreed.

Others found logic in the argument. When staring at Heavenly Wrath, they treated it as a true dragon but this wasn’t the case. There shouldn’t be any natural affinity between Li Qiye and a non-living entity.

“What did the scales do before?” An ancestor asked.

“They fall back to the well.” An experienced desolate god responded.

Many turned toward the abyssal well. The scales landed near Li Qiye instead of going just a bit farther.

“Remember how he made the lightning bolts dance on his hand? Perhaps this has something to do with it, he is close to heavenly tribulations and given the origin of Heavenly Wrath, the scales gravitate toward the mortal when there is nothing else keeping them in place.” Someone who has been watching Li Qiye said.

The dragon has gone on a rampage and tribulation bolts rained down around the well and peaks.

Being on the plain meant being reduced to ashes. The apex emperors were only alive due to the peaks absorbing the lightning.

Li Qiye was the only one present on the plain but the lightning rain didn’t hurt him. When the bolts came close enough, they immediately became gentle and circled him like cute kittens.

On the other hand, Six-style Emperor didn’t find this surprising because miracles always happened around the young noble.

“Raa!” Eventually, Heavenly Wrath had enough of losing its scales and lunged back into the abyssal well.

“It’s gone.” The attackers couldn’t risk getting far from the peaks and had to give up.

“That’s it.” A big shot murmured.

Witch King Emperors and the others discretely counted their scales. Some were happy while others were sad after getting only one scale.

In reality, they all should be celebrating since the lightning rain has obliterated many cultivators. Unfortunately, the smiles froze after they noticed Li Qiye’s position.

They risked it all and the most an individual had gotten was only several scales. However, the piles around Li Qiye invoked jealousy and envy. He did nothing yet his harvest exponentially exceeded theirs.

Dragonform was astounded by the dancing lightning bolts earlier; this scene shocked him even more since he had no explanation for it. Although he has been rejecting the possibility, he thought Li Qiye had to be Hidden Ancestor.

He fully believed this now because only the enigmatic Hidden Ancestor could pull off something like this.

He took a deep breath and bowed in Li Qiye’s direction to show respect before departing quietly, unbeknown to everyone.

After all, the crowd was fixated on Li Qiye.

“They’re ours!” One big shot shouted first.

Greed was unavoidable since the scales were priceless materials. The more scales used, the more powerful the weapon.

For many of them, just using one was ample since it would still have the tribulation affinity. If someone were to use all of these scales, it would have an incredible result.

Thus, Witch King’s group couldn’t hide the glimmer of greed in their eyes. Who wouldn’t think about robbing Li Qiye right now?