However, the Lord of the Ruins did not respond to Zhao Ziyue.
Those two gazes, impossible to describe with any color, fell upon Xu Linglong.
Linglong seemed to sense something. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and the Nine-Dragon Supreme Pearl within her body bloomed with light as though it had been ignited.
The next second, the Lord of the Ruins spoke. Its voice was vast and heavy, as though it was not one person speaking, but an entire building trembling. "Mirage Dragon Bloodline, and the Nine-Dragon Supreme Pearl has acknowledged her as its master. Rare."
Xu Changqing frowned at those words and instinctively pulled Linglong a little farther behind him.
Zhao Ziyue held it in for a long while before finally failing to restrain himself. "Old Xu... can I ask something?"
Xu Changqing tilted his head and glanced at him. "Ask what?"
Zhao Ziyue swallowed, then asked, "My Dragon Pearl belongs to a Mirage Dragon.
"The bloodline in Linglong's body is also that of a Mirage Dragon.
"Doesn't that mean..."
His mouth remained open halfway through, yet he could not force out the rest of his words.
Xu Changqing rolled his eyes and said irritably, "The matter is too complicated, so I won't explain it. In any case, it's been so long."
Zhao Ziyue opened his mouth, then closed it again.
He decided not to think about it for now, though the look in his eyes as he gazed at Linglong became somewhat complicated.
The Lord of the Ruins ignored the two men's interruption. Seated upon the Dragonbone Throne, it spoke again, every word like an echo from the depths of Guixu. "She is very suitable."
Xu Changqing's gaze sharpened. "Suitable for what?"
The Lord of the Ruins replied indifferently, "Suitable to become the next Lord of the Ruins."
The moment