Everyone's eyes converged on Lu Chen, filled with scrutiny.
After a brief hesitation, Lu Chen knew he could not conceal the matter entirely, so he said, half truthfully and half falsely, "This junior did indeed encounter some fortunate opportunities. I once happened upon a fragment of an artifact related to the ancient dragon race. After falling into the pool, it resonated with the lingering soul of the dragon corpse. By chance, I gained a faint measure of recognition from the remnant dragon soul and received the aid of a trace of its origin dragon essence. That was how I recovered so quickly and interfered with the Nether Array Envoy's control over the dragon corpse's resentment."
As he spoke, he took out the bronze fragment, its luster now more subdued while its patterns had grown ever clearer.
The fragment emitted pure yet desolate dragon aura, faintly echoing the sealed dragon corpse at the bottom of Cold Crow Pool.
"A relic tainted with the origin aura of an ancient Azure Dragon!" Zhou Xuanzi accepted the fragment and examined it carefully, clicking his tongue in wonder. "This item has an extraordinary origin. Though damaged, the dragon aura upon it is pure and vast, capable of suppressing both dragon-kind creatures and sinister yin entities. Obtaining it is a stroke of fortune for you. It seems that remnant dragon soul has placed part of its hope of escaping resentment and avoiding desecration upon you."
Mo Qianqiu gave Lu Chen a long, searching look. "Since it is an opportunity, it is also karma. Now that you have accepted this dragon essence, you will not be able to sever your ties with this dragon corpse—or perhaps even the ancient dragon race's secrets hidden behind it. Still, fortune and disaster depend upon one another. Make good use of