Hearing Jiang Che say that he had only three days to comprehend the technique, Xiao Hua could not help frowning. He said with a bitter smile, "This Xiao had thought this clone technique was a cultivation manual, and that it would be enough to make a copy for this Xiao. I never expected..."
"Heh, True Person Xiao," Jiang Che replied with a smile. "Hadn't a member of the Demon Race already said so at the auction in Star Picking Tower? True Demon Race cultivation techniques cannot be recorded in demon script. This is different from your human cultivation. Moreover, this clone technique is one of the few secret arts of our Dongtian River Dragon race that does not rely on bloodline inheritance, so Dongtian River has no choice but to treat it cautiously. To speak frankly, if True Person Xiao had not been genuinely sincere toward Dongtian River, the Great Elder and Third Elder would never have taken out this secret art!"
"Fine!" Xiao Hua looked eagerly at the Dragon Pouch and waved his hand. "Three days, then! This Xiao is already completely satisfied to have the chance to experience one of your Dragon race's rare secret arts. How much I can comprehend will depend entirely on fate."
Jiang Che raised his hand and took out a glittering golden object from the Dragon Pouch. The instant it appeared in midair, an indescribable aura radiated from within it. That arrogant will, which scorned all beneath heaven, abruptly enveloped Xiao Hua.
Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes, staring at the lifelike dragon shape beneath the golden light. The Supreme Sacred Bloodline within his body circulated faintly as he asked, "How should this Xiao comprehend it?"
"True Person only needs to release his divine sense," Jiang Che explained as he put away the Dragon