Azure Dragon Stone Takes the Lead

"Lin Ping, do you think we can really kill the Azure Lord?"

Zhang Daolin's eyes held a trace of hesitation.

"He's human. All humans die," Lin Chao said calmly.

"He has the Azure Dragon Stone, and it even recognized him as its master!" Zhang Daolin's expression was tinged with despair.

Lin Chao didn't say anything more.

He understood what Zhang Daolin meant.

Over the years, the twelve major powers had all vaguely understood the origins of these twelve rare treasures.

The twelve rare treasures were: the Azure Dragon Stone of Tai Qing Palace, the Dao Sword of Dan Jian Sect, the Ice Coffin of Northern Cold Hall, the Spirit Pearl of Three Extremes Sect...

Out of the twelve rare treasures, the Azure Dragon Stone was the true treasure.

The other eleven were byproducts of the Azure Dragon Stone, or special rare treasures formed from its pollution.

The Dao Sword of Dan Jian Sect granted the strong individuals of the sect the ability to wield swords from a distance.

This sword-wielding could, at most, sever a head from a thousand miles away; it was quite peculiar.

In terms of combat power, it wasn't very strong or terrifying.

As far as Lin Chao knew, even the strongest individual in the Dan Jian Sect was only capable of fighting a thousand men at once.

The Ice Coffin granted the strong individuals of the Northern Cold Hall the ability of the Frost Palm.

With a single palm strike, one could be frozen.

The Spirit Pearl granted the strong individuals of the Three Extremes Sect something called Spiritual Power.

Spiritual Power was somewhat similar to the immortal energy in legends.

Of course, this Spiritual Power wasn't very strong; it could easily break trees and split rocks.

The Three Extremes Sect ranked last among the twelve powers.

The abilities granted by these rare treasures were very strong in this world.

However, compared to an extremely domineering treasure like the Azure Dragon Stone, which was related to destiny and fortune, they were nothing.

The status of the Azure Dragon Stone was higher than the other eleven rare treasures.

If Lin Chao had to choose, he would also choose the Azure Dragon Stone.

Of course, besides that, Lin Chao valued the Spirit Pearl of the Three Extremes Sect the most.

Lin Chao felt that the description of this Spiritual Power was somewhat similar to cultivation.

However, he currently had no opportunity to see the Spirit Pearl.

Of course, he had told his father, Lin Leng, about some of his needs and desires regarding the Spirit Pearl.

Relying on the Dan Jian Sect, Lin Chao still had a good chance of seeing the Spirit Pearl.

"I was too pessimistic," Zhang Daolin said, his voice carrying a hint of disappointment and melancholy.

"No, I understand your feeling of powerlessness," Lin Chao comforted him. "But as the ancestor said, man can conquer fate."

The Dan Jian Sect was far from Kyoto, so it didn't experience much.

The Northern Cold Hall, however, was different.

Being close to Kyoto, they suffered far more pain than the Dan Jian Sect.

Zhang Daolin chuckled.

He glanced at Lin Chao and ultimately said nothing more.

He knew that Lin Ping was a genius within the Dan Jian Sect and had his own pride.

There were even rumors that the Dao Sword had recognized Lin Ping as its master.

Lin Ping was arrogant and didn't understand the terror of the Azure Dragon Stone, or perhaps he felt he was extraordinary and didn't take the Azure Lord too seriously.

Of course, Zhang Daolin only thought these things to himself.

"Cough cough..."

Just then, the infant in Zhang Daolin's arms coughed.

A hint of heartache appeared on Zhang Daolin's brow, and in the next second, this heartache turned into shock and fear.

"Shaoqin... are you alright?"

The child in Zhang Daolin's arms coughed up fresh blood.

Mixed within the blood were small ice fragments.

The sight was extremely terrifying and horrifying.

At this moment, Zhang Daolin was completely panicked.

This scene before him indicated that his child had reached a dead end.

Zhang Daolin knew that his child's condition was very bad.

Therefore, he wouldn't have brought it here either.

However, he hadn't expected that the child wouldn't even make it through today.

Zhang Daolin kept calling the child's name.

But the young child didn't wake up at all.

His body had already become stiff, with a thin layer of frost on it.

Lin Chao stood to the side, watching Zhang Daolin in his grief.

Lin Chao recalled just now, this child had still greeted him.

Now, he was not far from death.

Lin Chao suddenly remembered something interesting.

If he hadn't intervened, according to the course of history, this child would have died.

But if he were to step in and save the child, what would history become?

However, the only problem was that he didn't know what the outcome was for this child named Zhang Shaoqin in history.

After thinking about it, Lin Chao decided to make a move.

To get a high score, he couldn't be a lone wolf anymore.

If Heize from his previous life could replace Great Feng before the age of twenty, would history change?

Or would the score be higher?

"Daolin, has Shaoqin been contaminated by the Ice Coffin?" Lin Chao asked softly.

Zhang Daolin's eyes were blurry, "Yes."

The Ice Coffin could not only grant people power but also contaminate them.

Zhang Shaoqin was incredibly compatible with the Ice Coffin, but he couldn't withstand its contamination, which led to his current state.

Zhang Shaoqin looked as if he had caught a cold illness.

This was a genuine cold illness.

His body would freeze over, and ice shards would form within his internal organs.

Once he coughed up ice shards, he wouldn't be far from death.

"Let me take a look," Lin Chao said calmly.

However, his words carried a sense of conviction.

Or rather, a sense of trust.

Lin Chao's awakened talent was linguistic influence.

What he said was more believable and full of appeal.

Lin Chao used this talent frequently in his daily life.

Now, the loyalty of the Dan Jian Sect's disciples and servants towards Lin Chao had reached a terrifying level.

At this moment, Lin Chao also used his linguistic influence.

"Okay," Zhang Daolin's eyes were dull and lifeless, his spirit broken.