Ling Xi emerged from seclusion, easing the ache of separation and bringing news with her.
In three or four months, the Five Halls and Nine Prefectures of the Buddha Ancient Clan would hold their Clan Martial Arts Tournament. The standings would be decided anew on that day, and Mu Chen, their Young Clan Master, could not miss such a grand occasion.
Qing Yanjing sent an invitation, asking Ling Xi to accompany her Chen'er.
Ling Xi was her adopted daughter, successor, and bargain daughter-in-law. Putting aside their meeting on the Relic Continent, Qing Yanjing had not seen her in person for ten years.
"The Clan Martial Arts Tournament? There's no rush. I still have a debt to settle."
As he watched the white-robed beauty look at him in confusion, Mu Chen raised his palm. A smooth, rounded white Spirit Bead appeared, wreathed in a faint mist of water and gleaming with brilliant light.
Vaguely visible within the white bead was the wandering silhouette of a white dragon.
The White Dragon Spirit Bead had once belonged to White Dragon Supreme, a powerhouse of the Dragon Demon Palace. He had refined his own Dragon Clan inner core into this battle weapon, a middle-grade divine artifact.
It contained all the essence White Dragon Supreme had cultivated over his lifetime as a Sovereign.
Before he passed away, he had given the White Dragon Spirit Bead to Mu Chen.
Since beginning his cultivation journey, Mu Chen had advanced with fierce momentum. Whether because he had progressed too quickly or for some other reason, he had more or less forgotten about the White Dragon Spirit Bead, leaving it unused.
He had not even extracted or used the spiritual energy within the dragon bead.
"Hmm? What's that?"
As a Grandmaster of Spirit Arrays who cultivated Spirit Soul awareness