The Kanglong Ding Appears Again

Upon hearing the old man mention Song Bowen at this moment, Yi Yun's expression turned somber.

Yesterday, he killed Song Bowen. In fact, everything was done flawlessly. No one in Myriad Gods Ridge, no matter how vivid their imagination, could possibly guess that Song Bowen was killed by Yi Yun.

However, this unfamiliar old man seemed to be able to see through everything; he had already sensed something with just a Sound Transmission Talisman.

"Have some tea. This is top-quality Heavenly Rain Tea, processed by Lan Qin."

As the old man spoke, he lightly tapped his finger, and a teapot on the table floated up automatically, pouring a cup of tea for Yi Yun.

Yi Yun silently drank it, waiting for the old man to continue speaking.

The old man chuckled, "You don't need to be nervous. I didn't intend to investigate your whereabouts yesterday. I called you here to ask you what special feeling you had when you were being tested in front of the Kanglong Ding on the day you entered the sect?"

As the old man spoke, his originally cloudy eyes seemed to brighten, and he stared at Yi Yun's face as if trying to discover something from it.

"I didn't feel anything special."

Yi Yun didn't really feel anything. If he had to say he did, he did sense the energy fluctuations emanating from the Purple Crystal, something the old man, even with his all-knowing abilities, couldn't possibly perceive.

"Come with me."

The old man stood up and led Yi Yun deeper into the main hall.

He walked through a dark corridor and onto a staircase leading underground. After descending the staircase for about ten feet, a spacious stone chamber appeared underground.

In the center of this stone chamber stands Bronze Cauldron the size of a building!

A coiled dragon is carved on this large cauldron. Standing in front of it, one can feel a vast and majestic aura emanating from it!

The Kanglong Ding!

Yi Yun held her breath.

"This is the second time you've seen this cauldron. You probably don't know that this Kanglong Ding suppresses the eternal fortune of my Myriad Gods Ridge."

The old man stared at the Kanglong Ding, a hint of fascination flashing in his eyes.

"If you can awaken the Kanglong Ding, you will become the greatest contributor to my Myriad Gods Ridge, and it's even possible that you will become the next sect leader."

The old man gently patted Yi Yun's shoulder, a kind and encouraging smile on his face.

However, this encouragement only made Yi Yun sneer inwardly. What next sect leader? Did they think he was a child? Not only could he not become the leader, but even if he could, he wouldn't bother.

Yi Yun said expressionlessly, "Then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint Master. During the entrance exam, Uncle-Master Mo Shanqing asked me to try activating the Kanglong Ding a second time, but I failed."

The old man smiled and shook his head, "You don't need to worry about that. No matter how strong a person's Root of Wisdom, it can't compare to that of a god. The Kanglong Ding is a divine object. It's already quite remarkable that you were able to activate it in one go."

"As your teacher, I naturally have a way to awaken the potential in your blood and truly activate the Kanglong Ding!"

As the old man was speaking, footsteps sounded on the stone steps. Yi Yun turned around and his heart sank slightly. He saw an old woman leading a young girl down the stone steps, and this girl was none other than the Snake Woman!

"Yi Yun, you're here too?"

The Snake Woman was somewhat surprised to see Yi Yun.

Yi Yun frowned. "Master, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing. It's just that we, the Myriad Gods Ridge, are fortunate to have Snake Woman of you in this entrance exam!"

"If you can fully awaken the Kanglong Ding, you will be recorded in the history of Myriad Gods Ridge and your names will be remembered for eternity. Isn't that something to be proud of and look forward to?"

The old man smiled, but his words filled Yi Yun with a sense of disgust.

To Yi Yun, everything the old man was saying was nothing more than a ploy to acquire the treasures within the Kanglong Ding. Any talk of merit or achievement sounded laughable to Yi Yun.

Even if this old man was incredibly powerful, he didn't know about the old snake's existence. He also didn't know that the old snake probably knew the secrets of the Kanglong Ding even better than he did, and had already told him everything.

"Hands out."

As the old man spoke, a glint of shrewdness flashed in his cloudy yellow eyes.

"What are you doing...?"

The Snake Woman asked, bewildered.

"Just stretch it out when I tell you to! Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

The old woman behind the Snake Woman urged impatiently.

The Snake Woman had no choice but to extend her hand.

Yi Yun's face was grim. He had a vague idea of what the old man was going to do, but he wasn't sure. The old man gave him a very bad feeling; he was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.

Compared to him, the old man named "Old Snake" was practically an angel.

Speaking of which, I wonder where that old man has gone. The sect leader of Myriad Gods Ridge summoned me, so the old man should still be protecting me in secret. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to control my own destiny.

Despite these thoughts in his mind, Yi Yun still reached out his hand.

"Snap!"

A flash of cold light, and with a slight pain, Yi Yun's wrist was severed.

Yi Yun frowned slightly; he disliked the feeling of being dominated.

The old man standing in front of him was nominally his master, but in reality, he saw him as nothing more than a valuable experimental subject.

"Fill it up."

The old man spoke expressionlessly, and from his Space Ring flew out a bronze jue (a type of ancient Chinese wine vessel), a three-legged, single-eared vessel only three inches tall, resembling a bronze ding (a type of ancient Chinese cooking vessel) shrunk a thousand times.

"And you too."

The Snake Woman's wrist was also cut open.

The container given to the Snake Woman was many times larger than Yi Yun's; it was a small basin.

"You need this much blood?"

The Snake Woman was annoyed. It was one thing for Yi Yun to have a cup of blood, but for her to have a small basin of it was another.

"Compared to what you're about to do, what's a little blood?"

Although the Snake Woman was unwilling, she still drew blood.

At this moment, Yi Yun closed his eyes and concentrated, suppressing the Purple Crystal aura within his body to the extreme. He used all his strength to make the blood flowing out of him become ordinary blood.

But the old man was clearly unaware of these things; he was completely oblivious to the Purple Crystal's aura.

As he watched the blood flowing from Yi Yun, a barely concealed look of excitement flashed across his old face.

After the blood had filled the bronze goblet, the old man took out a small jade bottle.

He opened the bottle and poured out a red droplet of liquid, which was also a drop of blood.

The old man cherished this drop of blood immensely, as if it were a priceless treasure.

"Only six drops left... Use one drop, one less drop..."

The old man muttered to himself, and with a light touch of his finger, he touched the bronze jue in Yi Yun's hand. Blood immediately flew out of the jue, forming a blood sphere.

The blood cell kept shrinking and shrinking until, in no time, it turned into a drop of blood.

Yi Yun watched from the side. He knew that the old man had concentrated all the essence of his blood into this drop of blood.

Then, the old man used the same trick again, turning the Snake Woman's small basin of blood into a single drop of blood.

Yi Yun suddenly understood that the amount of blood taken was actually based on the old man's idea of blood purity, all in order to extract a single drop of blood.

In this way, the old man had three drops of blood on his hand, which he used to try to awaken the Kanglong Ding!

This is what he calls the method of awakening the potential of one's own blood.