"What did you say? You said that all the strange beasts in this spiritual beast fantasy world are descendants of your great-great-grandfather?" Jiang Yuzhe suddenly covered his mouth and said in shock.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Juedang looked at him puzzledly.
"Nothing... nothing... your great-great-grandfather has a really strong taste." Jiang Yuzhe looked at the strange beasts not far away, scratched his head and said.
Hua Yue and the others wanted to laugh, but were too embarrassed to laugh out loud, and their expressions were extremely strange.
The Qilin clan was nearly wiped out, and all the survivors had fled far away. Juedang's great-great-grandfather wanted to continue the family line, so he naturally had to seek out exotic beasts of other species. Looking at those exotic beasts in the distance, there was a wide variety of them, even a few mutant wild boars with green faces and fangs. They were all descendants of the old Qilin. His taste was indeed very strong.
However, only Jiang Yuzhe thought of this. Everyone else was lamenting the difficult fate of the Qilin clan. Who had the time to think about this?
"What kind of nonsense are you thinking about!" Juedang was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and cursed loudly.
"I was just saying it casually, uh... Actually, it's not that the old man has a strong taste, it's about universal love, universal love!" Jiang Yuzhe was shocked and quickly changed his words.
"Philanthropy is bullshit!" They didn't expect that even this divine beast that had lived for more than 100,000 years would swear. Mu Hanyan and others were shocked, fearing that he would slap Jiang Yuzhe to death in anger.
Even though the old man was beaten badly by the little auspicious beast before, he has the physique of a divine beast after all, and his self-healing ability is amazing. The colorful face soon returned to normal. If he used more force, even Mu Hanyan could not stop him.
Fortunately, despite his anger, he did not take action. Instead, he snorted twice in dissatisfaction and said, "The way my great-great-grandfather passed down his bloodline is different from what you think. The beast soul pool you see was condensed by his divine consciousness when his life was almost over, and it also incorporates his Qilin blood.
There are nearly a hundred beast soul pools of various sizes in this beast spirit fantasy world, but only this one can possess the blood of a Qilin. Only descendants of the beast clan with extraordinary talents are qualified to come here to cleanse their veins and marrow. After being refined in this beast soul pool, not only will our qualifications be greatly improved, but we can also possess the blood of a Qilin. The more extraordinary our talent, the purer the Qilin blood will be.
For example, I am a descendant of the Linniu clan, and also a distant relative of the Qilin clan, so it is easier for me to have Qilin blood after cutting my meridians and washing my marrow. Starting from my great-grandfather, several generations of descendants have cut their meridians and washed their marrow in this pool, and the Qilin blood has been passed down from generation to generation. In my generation, it has reached its peak.
Although other exotic beasts are not as good as me, they have Qilin blood, and their intelligence and talent are far superior to other species. So, in a sense, we are all descendants of the Qilin clan."
Speaking of this, Juedang's face was full of pride.
Although he seemed to be flattering himself, Mu Hanyan admitted that when he had just revealed his beast form, he did bear an eighty percent resemblance to the legendary Qilin. You have to remember that the Kirin Ox itself wasn't a high-level exotic beast, and was even far inferior to similar beasts like the Burning Sky Blue Flame Ox. Claiming it was a distant relative of the Qilin clan was sheer nonsense. To possess Qilin bloodline and possess such strength, this old Kirin Ox was truly worthy of pride.
"Alas, what a pity that the Qilin Soul Orb was shattered by your arrow. Otherwise, after this meridian cleansing and marrow cleansing, perhaps I could have washed away all the impurities in my body and become a true Qilin beast." Finally, Jue Dang said with regret. The Qilin Soul Orb he was referring to was naturally the drop of water shattered by the golden short arrow.
"The golden arrow just now was not shot by us." Mu Hanyan explained.
With the strength of everyone present, it was impossible to shoot such an arrow, unless they relied on a divine weapon, which they obviously did not have. Of course, even if they did, they would not need to do so. It would harm others and not benefit themselves, and it would be purely courting death.
"Isn't it you?" Juedang looked in the direction where the arrow came from with some confusion.
He had now calmed down from his rage and knew that Mu Hanyan and the others had no reason to do such a foolish thing. However, even with his powerful divine sense, he could not detect the other people's aura.
Even though Mu Hanyan's six senses were powerful, they were no match for this old monster that had lived for nearly a hundred thousand years. If he couldn't detect it, Mu Hanyan would be even less likely to detect it.
But as she pondered this, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind. Besides that guy, no one else could possibly wield such a divine bow, nor would they hate her so deeply. You know, that arrow just now nearly killed over a hundred of them in this valley.
"Forget it. I'm too lazy to think about it. I think it's God's will that I can't transform into a Qilin. This kind of thing can't be forced." Juedang obviously didn't want to waste his energy on this matter. He waved his hand listlessly and said.
"I heard that this Beast Soul Pool only appears once every ten thousand years, so you still have plenty of opportunities," Mu Hanyan said soothingly. Although they didn't do it, it was because of them that it happened, and Mu Hanyan still felt a little guilty.
"It's not as simple as you think. After millions of years, the Qilin blood and soul left by our great-great-grandfather has become increasingly thin. It will disappear sooner or later. This time, the Qilin soul bead was condensed, just like a person's last glimmer of life before death. In the future, I'm afraid there will be no chance to condense it again. Not only do I have no chance, but it will also be difficult for other strange beasts to use it to cleanse their marrow." Juedang sighed and said.
Hearing him say this, Mu Hanyan felt even more guilty.
"But fortunately, we finally found the young master, and I have lived up to my great-great-grandfather's trust." Juedang said.
"By the way, how do you know that he is the young master of the Qilin clan you are looking for?" Jiang Yuzhe suddenly asked curiously.
Everyone looked at him as if he were an idiot. The more noble the bloodline of a divine beast, the more spiritual it was. Its talents and abilities in certain aspects were unmatched even by humans. Juedang must have his reasons for being able to recognize his own young master. There was no need to dig so deep into the matter.
"Nonsense, do you think that anyone can interrupt my Qilin transformation technique? Do you think that anyone can seal the divine beast? Except for the young master of my Qilin clan, who else can have such natural talent and magical powers?" Although Juedang had just restrained himself from slapping Jiang Yuzhe to death for blaspheming his Qilin great-great-ancestor, he was obviously still resentful and said with disdain.
"That's true." Noticing everyone looking at him like an idiot, Jiang Yuzhe said embarrassedly.
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