"When my great endeavor is accomplished, I will place your soul, Qi Lingzi, atop this Dragon Vein. In a thousand years, perhaps you will have become the new Earthly Dominator!"
Daoist Changchun, seeing the disbelief on Qi Lingzi's face, felt the heart beneath his palm faintly throbbing—what vigorous Life Force, such active Spiritual Power, and such scorching hot blood!
His palm, white as jade, seemed like a black hole, situated within the chest of Qi Lingzi, drawing all the ceaseless vitality from within his body. Every inch of flesh and every strand of refined Spiritual Power were thoroughly absorbed without a trace left behind.
Such a rare sense of satisfaction...
With a slightly inebriated expression, he reminisced, "The last time I felt this satisfied was thirty years ago, from the prodigy of the Mystical Sect. Eh, that look on your face, could it be you remember..."
