Qin Chong stood where the temperature alternated between hot and cold, about fifty meters away from the white marble platform, and signaled the first person to draw the lot to come forward.
The little boy had just experienced the scorching heat, and was suddenly hit by a biting cold wind. His tender face was covered in purple and white blood. He took staggering steps and forced himself to move forward. His mother had told him that he must successfully form the bond.
Unexpectedly, after taking a few staggering steps, the little boy suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.
Qin Chong picked up the little boy and sent him out. How could he, with such a weak physique, form a bond with the ancestral golden lion?
He came back soon and announced that the second person would go in for the test. It was the twin girls. They were older than the little boy and in much better physical condition than him. Although they were feeling a little unwell, the bond ceremony could still continue.
The girl walked over step by step, and the golden atavistic golden lion egg was right in front of her.
The girl paused, took out a small bottle from her bosom, unplugged it and swallowed the liquid inside. He Mo keenly noticed that the moment the plug was unplugged, the energy elements in the air became much more active.
After swallowing the liquid, the girl's face became a little gloomy. She covered her chest with one hand and placed the other hand on the eggshell. She closed her eyes. The fluctuations in the air became stronger and stronger. He Mo keenly discovered that the egg of the atavistic golden lion moved slightly.
The egg in the girl's hand trembled slightly. Before she could feel happy, blood spurted out of her mouth with a "puff", and she staggered and fell to the ground.
It must have been because it had swallowed something that the atavistic golden lion liked that the eggshell moved slightly. Unfortunately, apart from moving, there was no other reaction. He Mo's eyes were deep, and he pursed his dry lips as he watched the other twin girl walk over.
The girl didn't dare to drink the stuff, and she placed her hand gently on the eggshell. As expected, there was no reaction. After half an hour, she left in frustration. The remaining boys and the bearded man showed secret smiles on their faces. Finally, it was He Mo's turn.
Qin Chong motioned He Mo to come forward. He Mo nodded and strode towards the white marble platform, his eyes fixed on the golden lion egg which was about the size of a palm.
Closing his eyes, He Mo placed his hand on the golden lion egg. He did not dare to use the Star Art to attract external star power, but instead transferred the star power in his body to his palm. After all, there were many masters here, and he didn't know what kind of changes would be caused by rashly attracting it. He did not have the strength now, and if others discovered his difference, the consequences would be disastrous.
Fortunately, the star power in his body has become gentler after his cultivation, and is perfect for awakening the cubs.
The power of the stars slowly covered the eggshell and slowly spread inside. It took a while before He Mo noticed the young and weak life form in the eggshell and the situation of the atavistic golden lion. He Mo was shocked and angry. If he hadn't come this time, this little life would have completely disappeared in a month at most. The atavistic golden lion that couldn't break out of the shell had absorbed all the energy in the eggshell and had fallen into a deep sleep. Its young body was only half the size of the egg, and it was curled up in a corner like a small ball, looking very pitiful.
As the power of the stars was slowly input, the curled-up little Yuanzi moved its pink claws. It felt such comfortable energy. Its claws unconsciously pressed towards He Mo's hand that was pressed against the eggshell. The moment it touched the eggshell, the little golden lion's satisfied mood was transmitted to He Mo along the eggshell. It couldn't open its eyes yet, and its whole body rubbed the eggshell hard. At the eggshell where their hands touched, a faint golden light slowly appeared, forming a mysterious pattern, which was imprinted on the hands of He Mo and the little golden lion respectively. The moment the golden light disappeared, the pattern also disappeared.
He Mo used the prepared knife to cut a cut on his finger. The blood dripped onto the eggshell and was slowly absorbed, making the originally golden egg look even more dazzling.
"Hahaha." Qin Chong laughed when he saw this. As expected, their lineage could successfully form a contract with the ancestral golden lion. All these years of searching were not in vain.
The remaining two people were very angry about He Mo's successful contract. They glared at He Mo angrily, but ultimately did not dare to say anything.
Holding the glittering egg, He Mo and his group left the Talent Library.
Not long after He Mo returned to the room, a large amount of resources were sent to him continuously. Thousand-year-old black ice, ten-thousand-year-old warm jade, and purple sun water were all good things for nourishing the golden lion eggs. With these things and He Mo's star power, the little golden lion had enough energy to break out of the shell.
"Huh." He Mo let out a light breath and touched the golden lion egg in the white marble table. The white marble table was moved to He Mo's room after He Mo successfully signed the contract. The white marble table and these supplies filled He Mo's room.
"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door, and Wei Yang's voice came: "Master Xiao Mo, the clan leader is in love."
He Mo recalled the information he had found. He Feng, the current patriarch of the Golden Lion Family, was one of the top ten masters in the Federation and the only female among the top ten masters. Not many people had seen her and the information available on the Internet was very limited. During the decades that she had served as the patriarch, the Golden Lion Family had become increasingly low-key and mysterious. Whether she was intentionally hiding her abilities or retiring at the peak of her powers, this female patriarch should not be underestimated.
The Golden Lion Egg seemed to know that he was about to leave, and twisted its body like a spoiled child for a long time. He Mo comforted it for a long time before it stopped. When he left, he could still feel the Golden Lion Egg's eyes staring at him eagerly.
"Let's go." After locking the door, He Mo hadn't taken two steps when he heard Wei Yang's face full of smiles: "Congratulations, Master Mo, for successfully forming a bond with the ancestral golden lion."
He Mo chuckled: "It's just luck." If he had come a month later, even if he had cultivated the power of the stars to perfection, the golden lion egg would not have been saved. He was really lucky to be able to successfully form a contract this time.
At the corner, a little white lion looked at its owner in confusion, not understanding why the owner was standing there.
He Wei looked at the figure walking away and murmured softly, "I'm still a step too late."
Unexpectedly, the patriarch chose to meet He Mo in the Talent Library. After entering the first door, He Mo was led into a room.
The room was spacious, with a soft handmade carpet on the floor. Collectibles that sold for sky-high prices in the market were placed randomly, and the bright lights illuminated the place in every detail.
"He Mo." A tall figure walked out of the inner room. It was He Feng. Unexpectedly, she looked quite gentle, with some baby fat on her face. Her slight smile easily made people feel good about her. The only thing that felt out of place was her strange pupils, which were quite eerie. The two feelings appearing on one person felt quite weird.
Perhaps it was the aftereffect of forming a pact with a strange beast. He Mo retracted his gaze and nodded slightly: "Chief."
"You are so lucky, little guy. All the children in the tribe have tried, but only you can successfully form a contract." He Feng said with a smile. He stared at the young man in front of him for a long time and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, they look so similar.
"He Mo, are you willing to rejoin the Golden Lion clan?"
To form a pact with the Golden Lion and become a direct descendant means countless resources, power and wealth are at your fingertips. The direct descendants of the first-class families in the Federation represent the small group of people at the top of the Federation pyramid. There is a 100% chance of success, and no one will refuse. He Feng waited quietly for the answer.
Shaking his head, He Mo said without hesitation: "Sorry, I don't want to." Although he didn't know how his lineage was expelled from the clan, his grandfather once revealed that if anyone from the Golden Lion clan came looking, he must never join the clan again.
Even though He Feng had been the clan leader for so many years and had seen countless storms, she never expected that the little guy in front of her would actually reject her olive branch to run away. She suppressed her anger calmly, glanced at He Mo lightly, and said in a cold tone: "You only have one chance, you better think it through."
He Mo said nothing more and nodded firmly.
"Then there's no need for you to live!"
Suddenly, a hand shot towards He Mo's head, accompanied by bursts of strong wind.
The moment he realized the danger was approaching, He Mo stomped his foot hard on the wall, and his body rushed towards the door due to inertia.
The attack missed, and He Feng's gentle face showed a sinister smile, a little surprised: "The little guy still has two more moves."
He Mo's face was pale and he was cautious and alert. The softer his smile was, the more cruel his methods were. He would suddenly attack and hurt people if they disagreed with him. This He Feng was really shocking.
As if feeling that it was beneath his dignity to do it himself, He Feng waved his hand and ordered calmly: "Kill him!"
Following He Feng's order, four men in black appeared out of nowhere in the empty room.
Feeling the murderous aura coming from all directions, He Mo felt a chill down his spine. So many people were ambushed to kill him. It seemed that they had been prepared for this.
The fighting spirit surged in his chest, and He Mo's calm eyes also became murderous.
The only choice is to fight!
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