The Power of Essence Blood
Ling Xiaoxiao furrowed her brows and muttered at Bi Fan, "Hmph. From now on, you'd better treat me a little better. Otherwise, I won't give you this power of essence blood!"
Bi Fan paused, and a complicated, wry smile spread across his face. In the end, he nodded in response.
Then he came back to his senses and immediately turned toward Xuan He, bowing deeply with the courtesy of a junior. "I'm deeply grateful for your regard, senior. I will give it my all and won't let you down!"
"Hehe, it's too early to say that! You haven't personally absorbed the Dragon Clan Essence Blood yet, so you can't sense the spirituality of the Dragon Vein's fortune."
Xuan Chen spoke up at the right moment. "Dragon Ancestor Lord, if I recall correctly, besides the Dragon Clan Essence Blood here with you, there's at least one other source of essence blood in the Dragon Burial Mound, isn't there?"
"That's right. Thank goodness there's still this one!" He chuckled ruefully, then said, "Come with me."
The two men and the spirit immediately followed him to a towering skeleton.
Before they could ask anything, Xuan He lightly tapped the skeleton. A golden light flashed across its hollow bones and vanished.
Then, as light streamed from his fingertip, it shot straight into Bi Fan's body while Bi Fan was still stunned.
His expression was much like Ling Xiaoxiao's earlier. He stammered, "That's it?"
"Mm." Xuan He nodded with a smile. "You don't have the power to refine it right now, so I've already merged it into your body. Once your cultivation recovers, you'll be able to use it."
Bi Fan could only smile wryly. He'd thought they would have to go to great lengths to make it work, but