"Brother Tianxiao, have you forgotten the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus I gave you a few years ago?"
Huang Xiaoyao's reminder made Mo Tianxiao freeze for a moment.
"Seven-Colored Holy Lotus?"
Mo Tianxiao sank his consciousness into his spatial ring and found the heaven-and-earth marvel, the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus, among a pile of natural treasures.
With a flip of his palm, a lotus flower with seven differently colored petals hovered in his hand, slowly rotating.
"Can this thing reconstruct a divine soul?"
Mo Tianxiao was somewhat surprised. Although he knew the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus was a marvel, he did not know its exact effects. However, the fact that Xiao Fan had his eyes on it meant it was no ordinary item.
Guixu Jin's gaze landed on the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus, revealing a touch of pleasant surprise. "The Seven-Colored Holy Lotus indeed possesses the effect of reconstructing a divine soul. Its seven colors are just right for reconstructing Ao Dalong's divine soul."
He had not expected Ao Dalong to have such luck.
A marvel like the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus was extremely rare, and its living environment was extremely harsh. Under normal circumstances, it could not grow to the extent of having seven colors.
Only an old fossil like Xuan Xiaotian, who liked to grow flowers and plants, would know how to cultivate such a marvel.
"Little friend Mo, right? Could you part with what you love and gift this Seven-Colored Holy Lotus to me so I can reconstruct this kid's divine soul? When the time comes, whatever you want, just tell him, and he will find a way to get it for you."
Guixu Jin brazenly asked Mo Tianxiao for the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus.
After all, this was a Saint Realm flood dragon, a demonic beast with a chance to transform into a true dragon one day in the future. If he could save it, he naturally would.
At the same time, he sighed with some emotion. As soon as this auspicious beast of the demon race appeared, the destiny of his demon race seemed to have improved significantly. Destiny was truly a mysterious and profound thing.
Mo Tianxiao was just about to hand the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus to Guixu Jin. Anyway, he had plenty of natural treasures. Although this Seven-Colored Holy Lotus was a marvel, it did not seem to be of much use to him. He might as well use it to do a favor.
Or... exchange it for a dragon bone?
Saving Ao Dalong's life should make it fine for him to take one of his true dragon bones, right?
"Wait a moment, Brother Tianxiao."
Huang Xiaoyao stopped Mo Tianxiao's movements. She turned to look at Guixu Jin. "Senior, without Brother Tianxiao's Seven-Colored Holy Lotus, this flood dragon will not survive today, right?"
Guixu Jin looked at Huang Xiaoyao, a trace of confusion in his brows. What was this little girl trying to do?
"You are right. At the very least, my Chaotic Star Sea does not have a marvel that can reconstruct a Saint Realm divine soul."
"In other words, this flood dragon's life was saved by my Brother Tianxiao, so his life belongs to my Brother Tianxiao. No problem with that, right?"
A sly smile appeared on Huang Xiaoyao's face.
Mo Tianxiao swallowed hard, his eyes widening slightly. Listening to Huang Xiaoyao's words, he felt she was about to stir up trouble.
Stirring up trouble right in front of the leader of the Chaotic Star Sea, a dignified Quasi-Emperor powerhouse? Haji-Yao, you really have some nerve!
A smile appeared on Guixu Jin's face, and he shook his head slightly. "Xiaoyao, just say what you want to say. What will it take to save him?"
Huang Xiaoyao looked at Mo Tianxiao and then said, "My brother lacks a mount. I think this flood dragon is pretty good. Let him acknowledge my brother as his master."
Hearing this, Yun Sangyi, who was standing to the side, could not help but open her mouth wide.
Mo Tianxiao's expression was full of astonishment, but he secretly gave Huang Xiaoyao a thumbs-up in his heart.
Good job, Xiaoyao. I taught you how to rob, and you actually surpassed your master so quickly.
He was only greedy for a true dragon bone, wondering if he could get his hands on one.
But Huang Xiaoyao had directly found him a Saint Realm flood dragon mount that could also double as a fighter. This move was simply explosive!
Hearing Huang Xiaoyao's condition, Guixu Jin's expression sank into deep thought. "This has to be asked of Ao Dalong himself. After all, this guy is not willing to live under someone else's roof. Otherwise, he wouldn't have established himself as a king and dominated this sea area."
"Then I don't care. If he doesn't acknowledge Brother Tianxiao as his master, we won't save him.
Besides, when Brother Tianxiao was on his way to the Hundred Thousand Mountains last time, he was attacked by him. If Brother Tianxiao hadn't run fast, he would have died by this guy's hands. Now that Brother Tianxiao is saving him in return, shouldn't he pay some price?"
Huang Xiaoyao's words were well-founded, and her tough attitude gave Guixu Jin a bit of a headache.
If it were anyone else who dared to speak to him like this, they would have died countless times already.
But facing the daughter of his old friend, he really couldn't refuse to give face.
Guixu Jin looked at Mo Tianxiao, pondering the matter in his heart.
Not only was the other party the son-in-law acknowledged by Brother Feng, but he was also Yue Liuli's personal disciple. If he forcefully snatched the other party's item, Brother Feng might be easy to talk to, but that lunatic Yue Liuli wouldn't reason with him.
Mo Tianxiao and the other two remained silent, waiting for Guixu Jin's answer. His answer would determine Ao Dalong's life and death.
After a long silence, Guixu Jin spoke, "I can make the decision for him and have him acknowledge you as his master, but there are conditions."
"What conditions?"
Mo Tianxiao hurriedly asked.
Was he really going to have a flood dragon as a mount? In a world without true dragons, this flood dragon was quite impressive, not to mention that the other party was a Saint Realm flood dragon with extraordinary combat power.
With this fighter, the safety of their subsequent actions would greatly increase.
Guixu Jin slowly said, "First, in the future, when Ao Dalong becomes a Quasi-Emperor, you must do your utmost to help him transform into a true dragon. Second, on the day you break through the restrictions of the Xuanhuang Realm, you must return his freedom to him."
Listening to the other party's two conditions, Mo Tianxiao nodded. "Alright."
It was unknown when Ao Dalong would become a Quasi-Emperor, and he didn't know how long it would take for him to break through the restrictions of the Xuanhuang Realm. These two conditions hardly needed to be considered right now.
Guixu Jin looked at Mo Tianxiao, feeling somewhat suspicious in his heart. This kid agreed so quickly; was he lying to him?
However, thinking of the other party's multiple identities, he felt relieved.
He probably wouldn't lie to him.
"In that case, I will begin."
Guixu Jin hesitated no longer. He took the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus from Mo Tianxiao's hand and began to reconstruct Ao Dalong's shattered divine soul.
Under Guixu Jin's control, the seven differently colored petals of the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus slowly detached and merged one by one into that chaotic mass of divine soul.
Under the effect of the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus, the chaotic divine soul gradually underwent changes and began to take shape.
After about an hour, a complete flood dragon divine soul appeared before everyone's eyes.
"This is the effect of the Seven-Colored Holy Lotus? Truly miraculous."
As expected of a heaven-and-earth marvel. Fortunately, it didn't fall into Xiao Fan's hands, or else that golden-finger grandpa of his would probably have recovered even more strength.
"It's not over yet. Little friend Mo, prepare your blood."
Guixu Jin crushed the lotus pod in his hand, and a majestic surge of energy instantly merged into Ao Dalong's newly shaped divine soul. In the next second, his divine soul became solid at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Blood!"
Hearing Guixu Jin's reminder, Mo Tianxiao forced out a drop of fresh blood and flicked it toward him.
Catching the fresh blood, Guixu Jin formed a seal with one hand and threw the blood toward Ao Dalong's divine soul. In just an instant, an enslavement mark appeared directly on his divine soul.
"It is done. Little friend Mo, remember what you promised me."
"Rest assured, Senior. This junior will engrave it in my heart."
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e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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