The Second Innate Magic Tool

Su Lingkou seemed to want to say something, but stopped herself and looked at Lin Jinglong before her.

Lin Jinglong and Shen Xi were the same kind of people, both young talents who had long since made their names. Su Lingkou knew Lin Jinglong's status, but at this moment, her solemn gaze was focused more on Gongsun Yan.

Gongsun Yan stood at Lin Jinglong's side, as Lin Jinglong's subordinate.

His appearance was peculiar, somewhat inhuman. Fiery energy overflowed from his entire body; merely lingering near him for a while would raise the temperature of the surrounding air.

His skin resembled bronze and was covered in lava-like cracks. His right arm was wrapped in dragon-scale fire-washed cloth, while the sinews and bones of his left arm lay exposed, gleaming dark gold. Cold-marrow shackles locked around both his ankles.

What truly made Su Lingkou take Gongsun Yan seriously was the intelligence concerning him.

This is the man who possesses the Inferior Talent, Molten Heart. Sigh... if only Cousin could possess even a single talent, how wonderful would that be.

Tall and lean, Lin Jinglong still wore a green robe embroidered with gold trim. He smiled faintly at Shen Xi. "Brother Shen, why has that Ning Zhuo you recruited not arrived yet? And how should we settle this match of ours?"

As it turned out, after Shen Xi had shared drinks with Yu Heye and Ning Zhuo at the Rock Cave Dwelling, he returned and informed Situ Xing that Ning Zhuo had been confirmed and indeed qualified to join them.

To make his case more convincing, Shen Xi had even directly brought out the Ghost Dao Golden Core Ning Zhuo had given him.

Yet Situ Xing frowned slightly. "Even if Ning Zhuo gave you a Ghost Dao Golden Core, that does not prove