"Fellow Daoist Li, does the Sky Eagle Saint Ring really exist? And what is the story behind the legend of the Sky Eagle Great Sage?"
On Fu Mountain, Shen Longcheng and Pan Ning learned what Li Chen had done and could not help asking about it.
"Of course it exists," Li Chen said. "Since ancient times, this Blazing Nest has been an overseas immortal mountain and spirit island, a place rogue cultivators would fight to claim. Many years ago, its master was not the Golden Roc Great Sage, but another great power known as the Sky Eagle Great Sage."
"Ying Si really does carry the Sky Eagle Great Sage's bloodline, too. But like descendants of some ancestor in the ordinary sense, he is merely one of the common descendants scattered throughout the race. His bloodline has long since grown so thin that it can be disregarded."
"Without some unexpected turn of events, he would never uncover the power contained in his distant ancestor's bloodline in his entire life. Even if he did, so much time has passed that it might not be of any use."
"And yet you used this saint ring and that so-called legend to fool him," Shen Longcheng said.
"I wasn't fooling him," Li Chen said. "It was nine parts truth and one part falsehood, meant to spur his growth."
"I have to put in a fair word for Fellow Daoist Li here," Pan Ning said with a smile. "These days, whose family doesn't have some formidable ancestor or peerless bloodline? Everyone is an heir to the mighty figures of the myriad heavens. It all comes down to who is more willing to work hard and contend for opportunities to cultivate and seek the Dao."
"I read some hazy memories from his mind," Li Chen said. "With