The demon dragon seemed to guess what Xiang Sheng was hesitating about, and with a panic in his heart, he immediately added:
“Zhulong likes to live in caves underground. Even though the Zhulong in this lair is dead, it doesn’t mean there are no more in other places.
Now that the little demon has the blood of Zhulong, he can sense the other party's presence as long as he gets within a certain distance.
Are you looking for the whereabouts of Zhulong? I am willing to serve you! "
After saying that, the demon dragon gritted its teeth, cut its eyebrows with its claws, and voluntarily sent out a ball of soul blood.
When Xiang Sheng touched him lightly, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.
This was not the first time she had formed a pact with a divine beast, so she naturally recognized the contract contained in the soul and blood. It was actually the most demanding slave contract.
After signing this contract, the slave must not have even the slightest thought of betraying his master, otherwise he would die on the spot.
This was the contract that Lou Huo offered at the beginning.
Xiang Sheng took the soul blood, scanned it with his spiritual sense, confirmed that the soul blood was real, and then waved his sleeves to return the soul blood.
She didn't like being indecisive. In fact, she had made the decision long before the demon dragon spoke.
But the softness of the dragon's bones was beyond her expectations.
Aren't dragons the most arrogant among the demon races, always looking down on humans? Why is this one so different?
The demon dragon has been struggling to survive alone since he was young, so there is no such thing as arrogance. As long as he can survive, he will kneel down faster than anyone else.
Seeing that the soul blood could not be sent out, it was feeling panic, and then it heard Xiang Sheng slowly say: "Change it to a bond."
The demon dragon was startled at first, then overjoyed. He quickly sent out his soul-blood contract again and said happily, "Master, please!"
The master even knows the ancient contract, so he must have an extraordinary origin!
Maybe this time it turned out to be a blessing in disguise and found itself a great backer!
Xiang Sheng lightly tapped the soul blood with his fingertips, and in a moment it was completely refined and absorbed into his body.
Sensing that the demon dragon's life and death were under her control, she immediately asked, "What you just said, is it true or false?"
The demon dragon was stunned for a moment before realizing what its master was referring to. It nodded hurriedly:
"Master, be wise. Everything I said is true. I have indeed inherited the gift of bloodline sensing!"
Xiang Sheng waved his hand: "I was just asking casually, why are you panicking? Even if it's fake, it doesn't matter."
The demon dragon heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay."
Xiang Sheng raised the corner of his lips slightly: "Well, at most I can use you to refine a drop of Candle Dragon's blood."
"ah?!"
The demon dragon's face turned pale instantly, "Master, I..."
Before it finished speaking, the owner smiled:
"Okay, it's just a few jokes, go and rest."
The demon dragon realized belatedly that he had been teased by his master, and went to heal his wounds with a look of grievance on his face.
After sending the demon dragon away, Xiang Sheng returned his gaze to the red-gold fur ball sitting obediently on the side.
Even when sitting, the red-gold ball of fur was still a head taller than Xiang Sheng.
At this moment, looking at Xiang Sheng, the single eye in the middle of its body formed a crescent, and it was babbling something inaudible.
Xiang Sheng looked at it for a moment and sighed softly: "I don't understand."
The red-gold ball of fur tilted its head and thought for a moment, then suddenly reached out and grabbed it.
Xiang Sheng's body tensed slightly, but he did not avoid it.
Soon, the red-gold ball grabbed Xiang Sheng's right hand, carefully and with very little force, as if afraid of hurting Xiang Sheng again like last time.
It turned over Xiang Sheng's palm, spread it out, and patted it gently, with hope flashing in its single eye.
Xiang Sheng understood. With a thought, the ancestral seal appeared in her palm.
The red-gold fur ball immediately became excited when it saw this, and pointed at Sheng's palm, and then at itself.
Xiang Sheng's eyes darkened a little.
The red-gold ball really recognized the ancestral seal, and also knew the mysterious method in the fifth level of the ancestral seal.
Her mind raced as she reached out and wiped the mark on her palm, condensing a transparent talisman.
The next step was to integrate his own consciousness and connect with the unknown existence, but the red-gold ball of hair opened its mouth and pointed at himself.
Xiang Sheng was slightly startled, then threw the talisman directly into the mouth of the red-gold fur ball.
The red-gold ball chewed and swallowed the food, and the babbling sound immediately turned into a silver bell-like laughter:
"Great, Master! I finally got you!"
Xiang Sheng looked slightly surprised: "You call me Master?"
The red-gold fur ball took it for granted: "Yes, you have this, isn't it my master?"
Xiang Sheng lowered his head and glanced at the ancestral seal on his palm, then asked, "What would you do if there were more than one person who possessed this seal?"
The red-gold fur ball thought about it seriously, then simply shook his head: "I don't know!"
Xiang Sheng: “…”
"I know what the master wants to ask."
The red-gold fur ball's one eye was bright and clever. "But after a good sleep, I have almost forgotten everything that happened before. I can't help you solve your doubts, but don't worry, Master."
As he spoke, the red-gold ball produced a palm-sized transparent ball from nowhere:
"As long as the master can refine this item, no matter how many people with the mark appear in the future, I will recognize him as the master!"
When Xiang Sheng saw the ball, surprise immediately appeared in his eyes: "Secret Realm Pearl?"
The secret realm is a small world with its own core, and the core exists in different forms.
But if the core exists in the form of a secret realm bead, it means that this secret realm must not have been formed naturally, but was a secret realm magic weapon refined by a great cultivator!
Before this, Xiang Sheng had also seen two secret realm beads, one was from the Demon God Valley, and the other was from the Fengqing Sect's secret medicine garden.
But whether it is the Demon God Valley or the Medicine Garden Secret Realm, the space inside them combined is not even one-tenth the size of the Hunyuan Secret Realm!
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng's tone was slightly hoarse: "This secret realm is a magic weapon refined by humans?"
The red-gold fur ball nodded repeatedly, stuffed the ball into Xiang Sheng's hand, and said:
"Master, please refine it quickly. This bead can only be refined by members of the clan who have comprehended the ancestral seal. The higher the level of ancestral seal cultivation, the faster the refining speed."
Xiang Sheng held the Secret Realm Pearl firmly, his eyes flashing: "You mean the tribesmen?"
The red-gold fur ball was stunned for a moment, then shook its head blankly and said, "I don't know what tribe they are from, it's just a habit."
Having said this, it seemed to vaguely remember something and added:
“I seem to have seen many people with marks on their palms before, but most of them only cultivated to the first or second level.
There are very few people like the master who have reached the fifth level of cultivation at such a young age."
Xiang Sheng didn't ask any more questions and his mind invaded the secret realm bead.
The secret realm bead was in an ownerless state, and Xiang Sheng's "Ancestral Seal" had reached the fifth level, and the refining speed was indeed extremely fast.
The red-gold fur ball looked at it, a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Finally, it doesn’t have to be trapped here anymore. From now on, it can follow its owner around and travel around!
Xiang Sheng looked down at the secret realm bead in his hand that was gradually being marked, his eyes narrowed slightly.
It goes without saying that the red-gold ball blurted out "tribesmen". One can guess without thinking that they must be the ancient tribe.
The secret realm pearl has no owner, and in this world, the only ancient clan member is her master Qingtian.
In other words, this secret magic weapon is exactly what the master owns.
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