Tang Wulin roughly skimmed through Sima Jinchi's information again. After committing its contents to memory, he returned the documents to Zang Xin.
"Thank you."
"It's nothing. He's in the room next door, to the left when you go out. Go on."
"Alright."
Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong left Zang Xin's office and entered the room he had mentioned.
A strong man was sitting inside. When he saw the two of them enter, surprise appeared on his face, and he hurriedly rose to his feet.
"Dragon King Douluo? Spirit Ice Douluo? Are you looking for me?"
"Yes, we are."
Tang Wulin asked,
"What did Zang Xin tell you?"
Sima Jinchi rubbed his hair and laughed heartily.
"He said someone had a way to solve the problem of my cultivation being unable to advance, so I came. Do you have a way?"
"That guy..."
That certainly was the fastest way to lure Sima Jinchi over, but even Tang Wulin himself was not sure whether he could do it. Zang Xin had said something like that anyway. It was truly irresponsible.
Still, Tang Wulin had to thank him overall.
After quietly sighing in his heart, Tang Wulin extended a hand.
"Does this power seem familiar to you?"
As he spoke, a tiny Nine-Colored Vortex slowly emerged from his palm.
Since the Dragon Slaying Blade had been forged from one of the Dragon God's horns, it would surely react to the Dragon God's power.
He wanted to test it.
The instant the Nine-Colored Vortex appeared, Sima Jinchi's body suddenly stiffened.
He stared fixedly at the small vortex in Tang Wulin's palm, unable to look away.
So it really did react...
Tang Wulin narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly flipped his palm and pressed the Nine-Colored Vortex against Sima Jinchi's body.
"Ugh...!"
Sima Jinchi's entire