When Ding Ding tossed Qian Ziyan out, he reacted swiftly and landed steadily. He looked at the narrow cave walls, the deep pool of black water, and the imposing black dragon bound in its center. Meeting those scarlet eyes, he seemed to guess something.
"What is this place?"
"The Dragon Clan's forbidden grounds." Dongfang Minghui signaled Seventh Sister with a glance. "Eldest Uncle, Seventh Sister has something to tell you."
Qian Wanyu gave Ninth Sister an amused look. "Eldest Uncle, the one before you is the Dragon Clan's Dragon God. A hundred years ago, the Dragon Clan suffered a surprise attack, and unfortunately, the Dragon God was poisoned by the living dead as well. Ninth Sister has no child immortal body left, so she would like to borrow something from you."
Qian Ziyan suspected nothing. "What is it?"
Dongfang Minghui hunched her shoulders. "We would like to use your blood."
Qian Ziyan held out his hand, ready to draw some blood for her. His ready agreement caught Dongfang Minghui off guard. "Eldest Uncle, we don't need that much yet. Just one drop will do."
Naturally, that drop of blood was not meant for the pool spanning over fifty meters, but for the slice of flesh previously cut from the Dragon God's thigh. "You want to test whether my blood works?"
"Yes."
Qian Ziyan was straightforward: she asked for one drop, and he gave exactly one. Then he saw Dongfang Minghui bite her own finger and drip blood onto the dried, even shriveled specimen that resembled old tree bark.
"Did you encounter some trouble?"
"We've resolved everything." Qian Wanyu did not want to worry them. Besides, the situation back then had been so perilous that more people would only have gotten in the way. "We originally meant to leave after bringing