Su Xin was fairly satisfied with his handiwork. He had infused five strands of Dragon Origin Aura into the core, turning it from its original crimson red to gold and making it shine with golden light.
Su Xin placed the core back inside the Red Fire Flood Dragon King. The entire process took less than fifteen minutes.
When Su Xin and Qingli withdrew their spiritual power, the Red Fire Flood Dragon King seemed much more spirited than before, perhaps because the core now contained dragon aura. Its roars had grown louder, too.
Qingli asked in surprise, "What are you up to now?"
Su Xin smiled. "Nothing much. I just want to lure a few people into taking the bait."
Last time, Su Xin had wanted to use Phoenix Blood to make the Su Family the center of the conflict. This time, what he intended to entangle was the entire Northwest Circuit.
He had no intention of keeping the core hidden. Instead, he planned to put it in someone's hands—and that someone was Murong Zongzheng.
Roughly twenty tribes in the Northwest Circuit had Yang Spirit Realm experts, but clans like the Tuoba Clan were no longer a serious concern.
For a true top-tier power to endure, it needed a Yang Spirit Realm martial artist in the prime of his life, as well as at least three Soul Fusion Realm martial artists with sufficient talent and a chance of advancing to the Yang Spirit Realm.
The Tuoba Clan was a case in point. Tuoba Yu was in his twilight years, and though the clan could just about produce three or four Soul Fusion Realm martial artists, they were either untalented or too old. Even their chieftain, Tuoba Cangyi, had no hope of reaching the Yang Spirit Realm. So once Tuoba Yu died,