At the thought of the Nine Body Separation Technique, Lu Yin's heart burned with excitement. He looked up at Prison Dragon, wondering if there was any way to obtain it.
Then he suddenly remembered: since Xia Xing had used Ancestor Chen's blood to draw Broken Knife, could he do the same? There were still two bottles of Ancestor Chen's blood in his Void Ring. Could he give it a try? Xia Xing had absorbed the blood, but Lu Yin couldn't do that. Was there another way?
On the Backside Battlefield, a young man arrived at Ancient Speech Heavenly Master's residence. Xiao Cui put her tea-making skills to work, brewing one cup for half an hour.
The young man showed no impatience. He stood on a floor paved with Star Energy Marrow, beneath the gentle light of lamps lit by an Original Treasure Formation. Every so often, he picked up a delicate, gleaming pastry and took a bite. It tasted wonderful.
"Master Mu, another cup of tea?" Xiao Cui asked.
The visitor was Mu Shang. After returning from the Upper Realm to the Backside Battlefield, he had come especially to visit Ancient Speech Heavenly Master.
A disciple whom Ancient Speech Heavenly Master had spent decades teaching actually had the confidence to challenge Mu Shang. He was curious about how far Ancient Speech Heavenly Master had advanced. Could he really have reached the realm that Ancestor Hui alone had once touched?
Every Spirit Interpreter revered Ancestor Hui. If Ancient Speech Heavenly Master had truly reached that realm, he could no longer be called a Heavenly Master.
"Sure," Mu Shang replied with a smile.
Xiao Cui brought him another cup of tea. It took a full half hour to brew, and then she started again, over and over.
Mu Shang was determined