"Enough. Houtu and A'li absolutely cannot be allowed to break like this. As for Quan Lei, my Eight-armed Naga avatar, he seems to possess an innate, imposing 'treasure visage.' He bears quite a resemblance to that Vajra Clan Heavenly Lord I glimpsed in the Great Burial Pit..."
As his thoughts turned, Li Qingyun once again placed Quan Lei's future upon the gambling table.
Quan Lei was him, and he possessed abundant experience with Abyss Clan identities. By that logic, there was indeed a great chance of obtaining an identity within the Vajra Clan of the Three Western Heavens Clans.
"Heh, just in time to send Quan Lei to the Great Cosmos of the Western Heavens and investigate the truth behind the decline of the Three Pure Ones, the Human Dao, and the rest during the Primordial Chaos Universe era. While I'm at it, I'll dig up their roots..."
At that thought, even Li Qingyun could not help growing excited in anticipation.
In his bones, wasn't he precisely a lone wolf and madman who dared to wager everything for even a twenty-percent chance?
At this moment, eight drops of River Mother Clan true blood were poured down and reluctantly absorbed by the Treasure Tree Sapling.
The violet-jade portion of the sapling's divine radiance slowly transformed somewhat, but the effect was far weaker than Chan Jing Yu's Jade Cicada Blood.
Yet the remaining ring of violet-jade color refused to transform no matter what.
"Enough. This poor Daoist currently lacks no Human Race true blood. I'll squeeze out a few more drops and let you have a bargain..."
Li Qingyun was utterly steady within.
He was the final safeguard for this Peerless Treasure Tree opportunity.
The Human Race blood of his Shangqing Body was impoverished, but the Human Race true blood in this