Lin Yi did not stand on ceremony. He took the cloth bundle and opened it.
Inside was a black stone the size of a fingernail, with faint golden veins across its surface. It felt icy to the touch.
But after he held it in his palm for a moment, warmth spread through his hand.
What was this thing?
It looked like a stone, but it didn't feel like one.
Black with golden veins, cold at first and then warm...
Could it be that Dragon Stone?
No, the Dragon Stone should be bigger. And according to the old escort, it could drain the Soul Power from a hundred-mile radius.
This stone was strange, but not that strange.
Still, anything picked up deep in the Ancient Battlefield couldn't be ordinary.
He put the stone away and nodded to Yang Zheng. "Thanks."
"It's only right." Yang Zheng waved a hand, then hesitated before adding, "Young Hero Lin, there's one more thing I'd like to ask."
"Go ahead."
"My sister used up too much Soul Power, and that thing gave her quite a fright." Yang Zheng glanced at his sister, then back at Lin Yi. "She's recovered a little, but she's still suffering some ill effects..."
After a pause, he pressed on shamelessly. "That Soul Skill you used on me worked well. Could you... help her recover too?"
Lin Yi's mouth twitched.
So he really thinks I'm his support now?
Well, my martial soul is an auxiliary type.
It's just...
He expects me to help him again for one little black stone?
Forget it. I still need to ask him what it's like in there.
Despite his silent grumbling, he walked over to Yang Ling, summoned the Myriad Star Core, and purified the negative effects afflicting her.
Bathed in starlight, Yang Ling gradually regained