"If you really don't believe it, you can give me a drop of blood. I have a way to prove our relationship, my dear daughter."
She readily cut a small incision and squeezed out a drop of blood. Xiao Qilan also cut his hand and squeezed out a drop of blood, uttering a string of spells.
Soon, countless red blood threads in the air entangled the two drops of blood together, and after the red threads dissipated, they gradually merged into one drop of blood.
"My dear daughter, this technique is called the Companion Technique. Only the blood of people with the same bloodline can form red threads and eventually merge into one drop of blood. Do you believe it now?"
Xiao Wu sighed in her heart that the three thousand magics in the world of cultivation were really mysterious and had various effects and functions. "Yes, I believe it." But she felt awkward in her heart and really couldn't call out "Dad".
Xiao Qilan didn't wait for her to call him dad, and sighed regretfully, "My dear daughter, how old are you now?"
"Fourteen."
"Fortunately, fortunately, it won't take long. At this rate, our plan should succeed." He continued to mutter to himself.
Xiao Wu wanted to tell him that he came from seven or eight thousand years later, but seeing the glimmer of hope that had finally gathered in his eyes, he couldn't bear to break it, "Yeah."
"Okay, my dear daughter, now that you have figured out the whole story, it's time for you to accept your father's legacy."
As he finished speaking, a huge golden sword appeared out of thin air behind him...
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The stingy man trapped in the ring thinks to himself: You’re so noble, so great, you caught me as a token of love, so? I’m also a part of your play?
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