The Divine Dragon fell, its divine essence scattered, and its blessings spilled far and wide.
Those who inherited its True Source Bloodline possessed innate might as well.
Yet the True Source Bloodline passed down by the Divine Dragon would steadily dwindle with each generation, until it dissipated completely. The cause had been studied for a long time, and many methods had been tried, but it remained inscrutable and irreversible.
Thus, the divine beasts that had inherited the True Source Bloodline and once commanded the winds and clouds thousands of years ago had all vanished without a trace.
Even Cloud Marsh, a Teng Snake, had only managed to preserve its bloodline and survive thanks entirely to the Divine Dragon's blessings in Cloud Dream Marsh.
But this was no lasting solution. Cloud Marsh could still barely be called a Teng Snake now, but if its bloodline passed down again, only heaven knew whether the next generation would still be Teng Snakes.
Perhaps the True Source Bloodline was simply so absurdly powerful that it did not belong in the mortal world, and thus could only dissipate, never be replenished.
Cloud Marsh was naturally tempted by Chu Xingchen's proposal. First, Yun Li unquestionably possessed a far purer True Source Bloodline than its own. Moreover, with an inheritance in his Sea of Consciousness, Yun Li might well be some ancient thing hidden away by a thousand-year-old creature.
If there truly was some Dharma Method that could continue to keep its Teng Snake bloodline intact, that would naturally be excellent.
Even if most of the benefits went to Yun Li, that was acceptable from Cloud Marsh's perspective.
After all, if it refused to share now, it probably would not be able to claim a share later even if it wanted to.
A mouthful of hot soup