Seeing him lose his composure, Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask softly, "Brother, what's the use of that 'water'?"
Lan Wangyou looked back at her in disbelief, "You call it water?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded, "Yes! What else?"
He was filled with grief and indignation, "That is the spiritual milk formed from the spiritual energy of this island for thousands of years."
He pointed to the pool filled with spiritual milk and said, "One month of cultivation in here is equivalent to one year of cultivation in the outside world.
What's more, in a place like China where spiritual energy is so scarce, if one cultivates inside for a month, it is at least equivalent to three years outside."
Cheng Xiaoxiao's eyes widened.
You say little one!
The five people stationed in the Space-Time Department were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths. They looked at each other and said something silently.
"Awesome."
Gu Jingting gave a thumbs up.
"ox!"
Lan Wangyou looked at everyone's expressions and thought, 'That's right! How could I be the only one who lost my composure!'
Cheng Xiaoxiao grabbed Lan Wangyou, her tone filled with urgency.
"Brother, brother, let's move this pond! No one uses it here anyway."
The egg on the stone platform turned slightly again when it heard these words.
No one noticed, only Lan Wangyou frowned slightly in thought, as if...
Cheng Xiaoxiao waved her hand in front of his eyes, "Senior Brother?"
Lan Wangyou came back to his senses and said, "No, if we leave this island, the spiritual milk will be used up very quickly.
Only on this island, rich in spiritual energy, can spiritual milk be produced endlessly."
Cheng Xiaoxiao said "Oh" listlessly.
It seems that I can only leave the pool and take all the spiritual milk away.
Cheng Xiaoxiao: What a shame! This pond is probably a treasure.
Mianmian said on her shoulder, "Master, that egg was sealed by 'that person'. This seal can only be broken by 'that person's' direct bloodline."
Cheng Xiaoxiao was confused. "How can this be explained? Could it be a blood test?"
Mianmian clapped and praised, "Master is really smart. I just need your blood to break the seal."
Cheng Xiaoxiao's face turned red. This way of praising was really unbearable.
Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at the Spirit Milk Pool and said to Lan Wangyou, "Brother, please take me to the stone platform."
Cheng Xiaoxiao was not yet proficient in the use of spiritual power, and she was afraid that she would fall into the pond if she got nervous.
As soon as she finished speaking, Lan Wangyou grabbed her collar and jumped onto the stone platform, like he was carrying a chick.
The speed was so fast that Cheng Mianmian didn't have time to react before she was "blown" off Cheng Xiaoxiao's shoulder by the wind.
Cheng Mianmian was stunned! Who was I? Where was I? What was I doing?
It happened in the blink of an eye.
Cheng Mianmian quickly steadied herself and chased after Cheng Xiaoxiao.
This scene really fits the popular internet saying.
“The person flies ahead, and the soul chases behind.”
Lan Wangyou put the person on the stone platform, and Cheng Xiaoxiao coughed violently a few times.
After coughing, she stared at Lan Wangyou and said, "Brother! Can I make a small suggestion?"
Lan Wangyou nodded, "You go ahead."
"Can we not hold the collar next time?"
Lan Wangyou looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao's slightly red face and coughed lightly twice.
"Brother, be careful next time."
Cheng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. If this happened a few more times, she was afraid that she would "die" at the hands of her senior brother, and then her master would have to "clean up the house".
Mianmian sat on Cheng Xiaoxiao's shoulder again, and this time she stared at Lan Wangyou with a vigilant look on her face.
Cheng Xiaoxiao took out a small fruit knife from the system space.
This is what she uses to peel apples. The apples the soldiers gave her last time are still in the space and she hasn’t finished eating them!
She put the knife in the palm of her hand, closed her eyes, made up her mind, and slashed a hole.
Blood gushed out and dripped onto the dragon egg.
The mysterious runes on the eggshell suddenly glowed, and the shadow of a dragon vaguely appeared above the dragon egg.
As more and more blood dripped, more and more runes on the eggshell gradually lit up. Cheng Xiaoxiao's face became paler and paler, but the shadow became clearer and clearer.
Soon, the wound stopped bleeding.
Cheng Xiaoxiao frowned. Not enough! The golden light hadn't covered the entire dragon egg yet.
She stabbed again, blood dripped down again, and the golden light became more and more dazzling.
Gu Jingting frowned when he saw this.
Finally, all the runes lit up!
"Crack!" A crisp sound was heard!
The seal was broken and a crack appeared on the eggshell.
Cheng Mianmian looked a little distressed: "Master, I will blow on you!"
She floated in the air and blew gently towards Cheng Xiaoxiao's wound, which melted the hearts of those who saw it.
Cheng Xiaoxiao smiled at her and replied in her mind: "Mianmian, I'm fine! I'll be fine after taking care of myself!"
Lan Wangyou took out a 'Qi and Blood Pill' and asked Cheng Xiaoxiao to take it.
She stuffed the pill into her mouth and swallowed it. The pill tasted bitter at first, but then turned sweet in the end.
Cheng Xiaoxiao's face became visibly rosier, and the wound on her hand disappeared.
The "cracking" sounds became more and more frequent, and there were more and more cracks on the dragon egg.
There was a "bang" sound.
Everyone saw a chubby white foot kick open the eggshell.
Everyone's eyes unconsciously followed the eggshell.
"Gurgle!" The eggshell rolled several times on the stone platform before it stopped.
Everyone's attention was once again focused on the dragon egg.
The "click" sound was heard again.
The whole egg cracked from the place where the eggshell was missing, and a white and chubby boy about four years old appeared in its place. He was wearing ancient clothes and sitting in the eggshell, holding the other half of the eggshell in his hand.
He has a delicate and delicate face with some baby fat. He has round eyes, long and curled eyelashes, a high nose, rosy lips, and a somewhat confused look in his eyes.
He looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao and her group, and a voice with a slightly babyish tone sounded.
"Who are you? Who am I?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao: You are my "ancestor", but I want to be your sister.
Lan Wangyou stared at him closely and found that his cultivation level was fluctuating, making it difficult to understand.
Cheng Xiaoxiao asked tentatively, "Don't you remember who you are?"
He looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao with confused eyes and shook his head, "I don't remember! But I can feel that the aura on you is very familiar."
Cheng Xiaoxiao: How could I not be familiar with this? I just used up so much of my health.
"I am your sister and you are my brother."
As soon as Cheng Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she saw him stand up from the eggshell and take a step out. As he moved, his bare feet were faintly visible under his robe. Then he put away all the eggshells.
He stepped barefoot on the stone platform, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the eggshell he had kicked open.
As he walked, he said in a condescending manner, "Don't try to scare me, girl."
He picked up the eggshell and put it into his sleeve. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. There was no longer any sign of ignorance. There was only vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
He continued, "In my opinion, I am your ancestor, am I not?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao: "..."
No martial ethics.
"Yes, technically you are indeed my ancestor."
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