Blood Pact

'Pfft~'

The dagger sliced across my index finger, a sharp, cold pain shooting through me, and blood began to seep from it.

"Holy crap! What's going on?" Ma Feifei was dumbfounded. He discovered that the blood overflowing from his index finger was actually pure gold.

There wasn't a trace of crimson or dark red in his blood; it was all golden, which completely defied the normal logic of human anatomy. Moreover, Ma Feifei clearly remembered that his blood should be crimson, not golden.

But the blood that was overflowing was indeed golden, blood that Ma Feifei had never had before.

"Could it be because Yun Qingyang drained my blood that night?" Ma Feifei stared at the golden blood on her finger, then looked at the drop of Yun Qingyang's blood in the porcelain bowl, and subconsciously placed her index finger on it.

'Pop~'

Golden blood fell into the porcelain bowl and mingled with Yun Qingyang's blood.

The golden blood began to seep into Yun Qingyang's blood, and the Taiji Diagram -like pattern began to change. The crimson part was gradually replaced by the golden blood, and finally the two drops of blood completely merged together, becoming a single drop of golden blood.

'Buzz~'

Suddenly, the porcelain bowl emitted a trembling sound.

'Snap~'

The porcelain bowl shattered with a crack, and the drop of golden blood shot directly towards Ma Feifei.

"Oh my god..." Ma Feifei instinctively used his left hand to block, and the golden blood hit his palm directly, sinking in.

'Boom!'

Ma Feifei was like he was about to explode, his whole body bursting out with a powerful wave of light that scattered in all directions, turning the small stool and rocking chair to ashes in that instant.

Yun Qingyang stood behind Ma Feifei, looking at everything blankly, not knowing what to do.

'Ding ding ding~'

'Buzz buzz buzz~'

A trembling golden light appeared from Ma Feifei's Ma Feifei and slowly spread to his arm.

"Help!" Ma Feifei knelt on the ground, gripping her left arm with her right hand and pinching it hard. Her face was contorted with pain, and she was sweating profusely.

His left arm felt like it was on fire at that moment, the pain was so excruciating that he almost didn't want it anymore.

"Whoosh~"

Yun Qingyang, who was behind him, finally couldn't hold back any longer. He activated his Spiritual Power, and the temperature in the air instantly dropped to the lowest level. He reached out and hit Ma Feifei's left arm, trying to help him stop the pain.

With a loud 'bang,' the immense force sent Yun Qingyang 'Yun Qingyang hand flying away, causing a hint of surprise to appear on her face. She was well aware of her own strength; there were practically no cultivators on the Azure Dragon Continent who could withstand her full-force attack, yet this golden light had repelled her.

'Buzz~'

The golden light continued to slowly Rock Climb up his arm, and Ma Feifei's lips were already bleeding from being bitten, which was enough to prove how agonizing the pain was.

"Whoosh~" Ma Feifei finally couldn't hold back and took out a long knife from his spatial ring, slashing directly at his left arm.

'Boom~'

An eighth-tier spiritual weapon was instantly shattered into two pieces.

"Ahhh!" Seeing that even an eighth-tier spiritual weapon couldn't harm his left arm in the slightest, Ma Feifei instantly collapsed, his voice hoarse, and he punched the ground with his left hand.

'Boom!'

The enormous sound shook the heavens and the earth. Even the Bookstore, which had a Soundproof array, could not block the sound, and everyone's ears were ringing from the shock. As for the entire Dubian Town, it was even more exaggerated. The sound was like thunder. Cultivators with low cultivation levels were directly injured by the shock, and even the powerful figures with high cultivation levels had to use their Spiritual Power to dissipate the huge sound wave.

All the low-level spirit beasts surrounding the Nine Heavens Mountain perished under this sonic wave, their corpses strewn across the field.

"What's going on?" In an instant, everyone in Dubian Town panicked.

Looking at Ma Feifei's side, he blasted a hole in the ground, and he fell right into it.

Yun Qingyang was taken aback. He transformed his Spiritual Power into a rope, grabbed Ma Feifei who had fallen, and pulled him back up.

"Ma Feifei, are you alright?" Yun Qingyang asked anxiously, looking at Ma Feifei lying on the ground. Although she was highly skilled, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation and she had no idea what to do.

Fortunately, it seemed that the punch had some effect. Ma Feifei felt much better in his left arm, and the golden light spread to his shoulder at that moment before disappearing. Everything seemed to have returned to calm.

"It hurts Laozi!" Ma Feifei couldn't help but curse, lying on the ground, panting heavily.

What just happened lasted only a few dozen seconds, but for Ma Feifei it felt like an entire century. The pain was so intense that he never wanted to experience it again. If it Encore, he would rather just kill him.

"Phew~" Ma Feifei slowly recovered and then remembered his arm. He sat up from the ground and looked at his left arm, but did not find anything unusual. However, Ma Feifei felt that his left arm was indeed a little different. He rolled up his long sleeve to reveal his arm, and what Ma Feifei saw made him dumbfounded.

His entire arm was now covered with golden patterns, though it was unclear when.

"It's a dragon!" Ma Feifei stared in shock at the pattern on his left arm. The dragon on his arm had Dual Wingbeat, a scaly body with spines, a large and long head, antlers on its forehead like a deer, a pointed snout, a small nose, eyes, and ears, large eye sockets, high brow ridges, sharp teeth, a protruding forehead, and a long, pointed tail. The entire dragon's body shimmered with golden light, and its eyes stared at Ma Feifei with piercing eyes.

"Ma Feifei, I feel so dizzy..." Just as Ma Feifei was focusing on the dragon pattern on her arm, Yun Qingyang felt completely exhausted and collapsed.

"Hey hey hey~~" Ma Feifei didn't care about the dragon pattern on his arm at this moment. He jumped up and hugged Yun Qingyang, making her fall into his arms.

At that very moment, the system notification sounded in Ma Feifei's mind again.

'Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully establishing Blood Pact with the ancient Frost Giant Dragon, obtaining the Dragon God Arm, and triggering the mythological quest— The Legend of Yinglong.'

"Mission Details: An ancient saying goes: A water snake transforms into a jiao after five hundred years, a jiao transforms into a dragon after a thousand years, a dragon becomes a horned dragon after five hundred years, and Ying Long after a thousand years. Please go to the mythological book 'Classic of Mountains and Seas and Classic of the Great Wilderness: East' to find the footprints of the Ying Long obtain its blood to smear on your left arm."

"Mission Reward: The host's bloodline Divine Beast, the Frost Giant Dragon, will possess the Ying Long bloodline and receive the Ancestor Dragon's inheritance."

After hearing the system notification and the new mission, Ma Feifei's eyes were filled with shock. The shock was not because of the appearance of the mythical mission, nor because of obtaining the Dragon God Arm, but because he had actually established Blood Pact with Yun Qingyang!

"So, what does this Blood Pact mean?" Ma Feifei asked the system awkwardly.

"Blood Pact: The noblest of all contracts among all beings. The prerequisite for establishing Blood Pact is that the contracting parties must absolutely trust each other and have no defenses against each other. After Blood Pact is successfully established, they can share some abilities. For example, if the host obtains the Dragon God Arm, the Dragon God Arm possesses the powerful strength of the contracted beast, and the power of the Dragon God Arm will increase as the host's contracted beast's abilities grow."

"Oh, I see... No wonder my left arm suddenly became so powerful, it could actually punch through the ground." Ma Feifei glanced at the ground he had just punched not far ahead. When Ma Feifei fell in, he roughly calculated that it was about a hundred meters deep, which was enough to prove how powerful Yun Qingyang was.

"But what did Yun Qingyang gain from himself?" Ma Feifei asked, puzzled.

"Since the host's stats are lower than the contracted beast's in all aspects, therefore..."

'Snap!' Ma Feifei immediately withdrew from his mind; he heard nothing, he wouldn't listen.