Transplanting a bloodline was no easy matter. It was said that it required a Great Power from the Chi You Clan to personally intervene.
For the vast majority of Desolate Gods in this world, it was undoubtedly a chance to completely change their fate.
In the past, only outsiders who had made immense contributions to the Chi You Clan had been granted this qualification.
If not for the pressure from the Xuanyuan Clan, the Chi You Clan would never have made an exception and tried to recruit Luo Zheng.
Even Diao Yuan thought Luo Zheng's luck was excellent. He had stumbled upon a once-in-a-millennium opportunity, and in Diao Yuan's mind, Luo Zheng would surely have accepted it in a frenzy of excitement.
Unexpectedly, Luo Zheng merely nodded indifferently. "Naturally, I'm willing. But before that, I still want to give it a try. I want to know whether I can absorb the Desolate God Power within it."
Hearing Luo Zheng's words, the Green-Clad Woman, Mi Qing, and the others all looked at him as if he were an idiot.
What an incredibly fortunate reward this was, yet Luo Zheng actually refused to appreciate it?
Diao Yuan's brows furrowed, and he grew somewhat angry. Unable to resist, he sneered, "Fine. Then I'll see whether you can absorb the Desolate God Power of our Chi You Clan!"
Luo Zheng said nothing more. With one hand, he swept those pieces of Bloodline Desolate Bone into his grasp.
In truth, Luo Zheng himself was unsure whether he could absorb the Bloodline Desolate Bone. After all, he had undergone Blood Exchange once before, and he did not know whether he would be compatible with the bloodline within this bone.
"Lord Diao Yuan, this will waste the Desolate Bone..." the Green-Clad Woman said worriedly.
If Luo Zheng