The Tiger Chasing Dynasty's Plea for Help

As he spoke, Chen Yang summoned a piece of lustrous jade and handed it to Song Heng.

"You are not a member of the Yang Clan. You must first offer your essence blood as a catalyst before you can activate this stone's power."

"This junior understands!"

Song Heng knew he had stumbled upon a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He immediately agreed and began refining his essence blood according to Chen Yang's instructions.

When the first drop of essence blood landed upon the azure jade, several ripples of mystical light flashed across its surface before swiftly fading away.

Though the fluctuation had been exceedingly brief, Song Heng felt a trace of enlightenment in that fleeting instant.

Thus, he immediately willed out a second drop of essence blood and let it fall onto the azure jade.

This time, the jade's mystical light was several degrees brighter and lasted somewhat longer. The sense of enlightenment in Song Heng's heart also became increasingly clear.

"Still not enough!"

Feeling his cultivation bottleneck begin to loosen, Song Heng hurriedly condensed more essence blood.

As five more drops of essence blood fell upon the azure jade in succession, the spiritual treasure erupted in brilliant radiance, enveloping Song Heng entirely.

Under the influence of Chen Yang's Enlightenment Divine Ability, Song Heng soon entered a hollow, ethereal state stirred by insight.

At the same time, the seven drops of essence blood he had offered had already arrived in the palm of the old man Chen Yang had manifested.

What Chen Yang had told Song Heng earlier was merely a pretext. In truth, receiving such a gift of enlightenment had no bloodline restrictions whatsoever—it depended only on whether he wished to grant it.

Deceiving Song Heng in this manner was merely to make the process of offering essence blood seem more reasonable,