"Other precious items? What are they?"
Jiang Ping An had nearly given up hope, but when he heard Cang Daoyuan say there was something else, anticipation rose in his heart once more.
"It is the bloodline power of my Devil Race's Zang Clan. I will give you this bloodline power and grant you a perfect Devil Race bloodline."
At the mention of his clan's bloodline, pride surfaced on Cang Daoyuan's face again.
He stared at Jiang Ping An's face, expecting to see excitement.
Yet Jiang Ping An's face was full of disappointment.
"I thought it was something good. Forget it, send me out. I don't want the inheritance."
Since even Cang Daoyuan could not defeat him, the other party's Bloodline Power surely was not all that strong.
If Cang Daoyuan still had a physical body, he would have been angered into vomiting blood.
When had he ever suffered such humiliation? The inheritance of a dignified True Immortal-level expert, the bloodline of the Zang Clan, had actually been looked down upon by this man.
If he did not want an inheritor, he truly would have liked to slap this brat to death.
"The reason I cannot defeat you at this realm is because I am only a projection. I have not displayed my bloodline power at all."
"Go out and ask around. Who does not know the Bloodline Power of my Zang Clan? The bloodline of my Zang Clan possesses extraordinary restorative abilities. Even across the entire Immortal Realm, it ranks among the very best."
"With this bloodline, it is difficult to suffer grievous wounds in battles against those of the same realm. Only high-level Immortals have the ability to kill a bloodline bearer."
"The Invincible Belief power you possess, combined with the bloodline of my Zang Clan—even injuries inflicted by