Led by Baili Zhen, the Masked Old Man and Wang Jiu soon leaped onto the boulder.
Looking down from atop it, they could take in everything below. The ground was about five zhang beneath the top of the boulder, not particularly far.
Below the boulder lay a pool. It was small, only about ten zhang across, and shallow, with only a thin layer of water. Even its deepest point appeared to be no more than three chi deep, and the bottom was clearly visible.
There was nothing unusual about the pool's size or depth, but its water was rather miraculous.
The water had a trace of blood-red in it, and within that redness, faint flecks of golden light seemed to mingle.
"The water here used to be very clear, without this blood-red color." As Baili Zhen spoke, he pointed at Tiger Wing at Wang Jiu's waist. "I was wondering what had happened before, and couldn't quite make sense of it. Now that I've seen Tiger Wing, I understand. Tiger Wing's approach must have stirred a response from Dragon Fang. He probably brought Tiger Wing into the vicinity, making Dragon Fang suddenly behave strangely over the past few days, which in turn changed the color of the water."
"It doesn't matter. This is dragon blood too, though it isn't the essence of the blood. Tiger Wing's presence made Dragon Fang respond, which must have shaken the dragon vein and caused this dragon blood to seep out, with even a few drops of essence blood mixed in," the Masked Old Man said.
"Indeed. There's just too little of that golden essence blood." Baili Zhen nodded. "I already thought the water here was miraculous before. It helped greatly in increasing the power of my Palm Technique. Once the blood-red color appeared, the effects