"Senior, when do you plan to summon me?" Xing Rong asked, utterly bewildered.
The other party seemed to mean that he should remain undercover in the Dragon-Seeking Office, but had given no clear indication of how long he was to stay there.
"When I need you, I'll send word. But there is one thing you can try to learn more about.
"Any information about the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine is useful. As long as it doesn't put you in danger, you can gather whatever you find, whether it's true or not. I'll sort it out myself when the time comes."
Lu Xiaotian considered it for a moment. With Xing Rong's current cultivation, there was no way he could demand too much of him.
He could only see how far Xing Rong managed to advance, and what rank he could reach in the Dragon-Seeking Office.
"Senior, are you of the Dragon Clan?" Xing Rong ventured to ask.
"You'll find out when something major happens in the Immortal Realm before long." Lu Xiaotian smiled mysteriously, then pointed a finger. A wisp of spiritual light sank into Xing Rong's brow.
At once, the blood and qi in Xing Rong's body began to surge beyond his control. Several cultivation arts flashed through his mind, and then a celestial stone wreathed in lightning and fire, with a hint of gloomy energy, flew toward him.
"A Thunder-Nightmare Fire-Yin Stone!" Xing Rong's face lit up with excitement. His reverence for the mysterious powerhouse within the blood-red haze deepened. The other party's cultivation had truly surpassed the limits of his imagination.
Without even testing him, the senior had stirred the blood and qi in his body, healing two-tenths of his injuries out of thin air.
Moreover, Xing Rong cultivated the two most forceful and virile laws, thunder and fire. Their