"No need!" Zi Yan waved a hand casually and grinned. "It's only a little essence blood. My father has plenty."
Who knew what the independent cultivators fighting for their lives outside would think if they heard that...
Zi Yan turned and skipped over to Qin Chen, her bright eyes blinking. "Hold out your hand!"
She raised her hand and gave a gentle squeeze. An exquisite little jade bottle appeared in her palm.
A drop of dark-gold liquid flowed inside. A faint, ancient dragon aura slowly spread from it.
"What for?" Qin Chen was puzzled, but he held out his hand.
"Hehe. I'm putting a Dragon Seal on you!"
Zi Yan carefully pulled out the stopper and let a drop of dark-gold blood fall squarely into Qin Chen's palm.
Her little hands swiftly formed a new seal. Driven by Dou Qi, the blood spread across his palm and became a strange, intricate rune. It settled against his skin, glowing faintly.
"A Dragon Seal?"
Qin Chen looked down at the unusual mark, then up at Zi Yan's smug face. "What does it do?"
He knew about Dragon Seals. In the original story, Xiao Yan had subdued the Three Thousand Burning Flame thanks to the Dragon Seal Zi Yan had given him.
But Qin Chen had never mentioned the Three Thousand Burning Flame to her. Why had she thought to put a Dragon Seal on his hand?
Zi Yan tossed her playful purple ponytail and smiled proudly. "It's a Dragon Seal unique to the Ancient Void Dragon Clan. And yours is the highest grade."
"It lets us sense where the other is and whether they're safe. We're going to the Central Plains, right? If we get separated, I can use it to find you."
Her little face brimmed with pride. *My useless old