Lang Ya held the Black Brick, his face ecstatic, his hands trembling.

"Hold this for me."

Qin Yi reached out to take it.

Lang Ya forced out a drop of crimson blood from his fingertip and began sealing with the blood.

Instantly, a lotus-shaped pattern appeared.

Under Lang Ya’s control, the lotus pattern was bestowed upon the Black Brick, slowly seeping into it.

"Crack, crack...!"

A slight cracking sound echoed.

Qin Yi looked down and was startled, seeing intricate cracks appearing on the Black Brick.

"You, you broke it for me..."

Before Qin Yi finished speaking, golden light began shimmering from the fine cracks in the Black Brick.

Soon, the golden light grew more intense.

The Black Brick began to crumble, or rather, the external black started peeling off piece by piece.

Before long, what was once a pitch-black, unassuming Black Brick transformed into a shining Golden Brick as if forged from gold.

Qin Yi was utterly confounded.

"Are you turning stone into gold?"

"I tell you, don’t think you can compensate a wish with a brick of gold."

However, Lang Ya ignored him and slowly knelt down.

Qin Yi looked stunned.

"I tell you, pleading won’t help; you promised to fulfill my wish."

Lang Ya fixated on the Golden Brick in Qin Yi’s hand and spoke: "I, Lang Ya, an unfilial descendant, pay homage to the ancestors."

After speaking, he kowtowed three heavy times.

Only then did Qin Yi realize Lang Ya wasn’t joking; he was genuinely worshiping this Golden Brick.

At this moment, the golden radiance of the brick slowly converged.

It looked even more like a Golden Brick.

Qin Yi examined carefully and discovered that this Golden Brick had some special, organized inscriptions, resembling Star and Moon Symbols displayed during Engraving Skills.

Could this thing truly be a Dragon Bone?

Lang Ya stood up and said, "Can you give this Dragon Bone to me? I can fulfill another wish for you."

Qin Yi grinned brightly and swiftly pocketed the Dragon Bone into the Storage Ring.

Seeing Lang Ya so anxious, this Dragon Bone was certainly extraordinary.

Lang Ya looked dazed; when Qin Yi smiled, he thought he had agreed.

Little did he know, Qin Yi smiled merely to confuse Lang Ya.

"Is this really your Dragon Clan’s Dragon Bone?"

Lang Ya nodded, "This Golden Dragon Bone belongs only to successive Dragon Emperors, the Five-clawed Golden Dragon Bones that are golden."

"This Dragon Bone inscribed with Dragon Roar Runes should belong to a Dragon Emperor from our Dragon Clan."

"Qin Yi, can you give me this Dragon Bone?"

Qin Yi didn’t hesitate, "No."

"Lang Ya, we aren’t close; not only did I save your life, but you also owe me a wish. Asking for something like this, isn’t it inappropriate?"

On Lang Ya’s cool face appeared a rare glimpse of embarrassment.

"What do you want? I can give you anything..."

Lang Ya didn’t finish because he recalled Qin Yi’s strange previous request, which he couldn’t fulfill.

Qin Yi patted Lang Ya’s shoulder, laughing, "Here’s the thing, this Dragon Bone has been with me for a while; we have a bond, making it hard to part."

"Stick with me, and one day, I may decide to give it to you on impulse."

Lang Ya frowned, seemingly displeased with having his shoulder patted.

He thought for a moment, "Fine, I agree."

"But you must tell me, how did you acquire this Dragon Bone?"

Qin Yi laughed, "Once, during a fight with an enemy, I seized it after being attacked with it."

Lang Ya recalled Qin Yi wielding the Dragon Bone like a brick, corner of his mouth twitching, saying:

"In future, show respect to the Dragon Emperor’s Bone."

"No problem."

Qin Yi readily agreed.

Previously unaware of its being a Dragon Bone, mistaking it for a brick; now, he clearly didn’t want to let go.

He noticed the runes on the Dragon Bone Fan, resembling his Engraving Skill, planning to study it cautiously upon his return.

"By the way, what were those Dragon Roar Runes earlier?"

Qin Yi asked curiously.

Lang Ya paused and said:

"Dragon Roar Runes are our Dragon Clan’s secret technique, mastered only by successive Dragon Emperors."

"The power of Dragon Roar Runes is astonishing; in incantation, might to topple mountains and overturn seas, might to annihilate the heavens and earth; truly the most powerful Cultivation Technique in the world."

Qin Yi’s eyes shone.

Regarding Lang Ya’s claims of the most powerful Cultivation Technique, he was skeptical. Though literature lacks hierarchy, while martial arts don’t, should his Star Falling Disaster be perfected, he believes it would rival any top-tier Divine Skills.

Nonetheless, who would mind mastering another powerful Divine Skill?

He must investigate this Dragon Bone thoroughly, see if he might uncover this secret technique of the Dragon Clan.

"Wolfie, wait here; I’ll fetch that weapon first."

Qin Yi flew toward the Big Halberd.

Lang Ya gritted his teeth, Wolfie?

The name was quite unsettling for him.

The Blood Flood Dragon transformed into Flood Dragon Spear quivered, thinking his master’s penchant for courting disaster was unmatched.

This is the Dragon Clan.

Despite being the weakest Azure Dragon, innate dragon might compelled even pinnacle Demon Beasts to shiver.

His master comparing dragons to worms was unmatched.

Qin Yi arrived at the altar and executed his move called Star Covering and Moon Cutting.

"Boom!"

Terrorizing airwaves rolled forth.

The yield was good, cracks spreading across the Protective Shield.

Qin Yi launched another Star Covering and Moon Cutting.

"Bang!"

Air waves rolled, storms swept, the Protective Shield exploded loudly.

Qin Yi reached and grasped the Big Halberd.

Its grip was weighty, cold as ice, exuding traces of malice.

Lang Ya warned, "This weapon currently is in an opportunistic state; do not let it get bloodstained, lest upon activation, you may not manage to suppress the malice infesting it."

Qin Yi nodded slightly, already aware of this point.

"This weapon likely is at the level of a top-tier Holy Artifact; Evil Lord, that old rascal, stashed quite the collection back then."

Lang Ya pondered, voice chilled, "A weapon’s grade hinges on its material, but more critically on its owner. Weapons absorb the owner’s personality traits; weapons wielded by the strong become Holy Artifacts or Immortal Artifacts, but those wielded by the weak, mere scrap metal."

"Judging this weapon’s grade, the Evil Lord you mentioned, during certain periods likely stood at the pinnacle."

Qin Yi raised his hand, directly sealing the Big Halberd, then casually tossed it into the Storage Ring, nonchalantly said:

"Naturally, only those standing at the pinnacle qualify to be my adversary."

Lang Ya remained silent for a long time before speaking softly, "Your Cultivation does not match your arrogance."

Qin Yi: "..."

"What do you mean?"

"Means you should be more restrained. Do not assume having me with you allows reckless abandon; provoke a big character, even I can’t protect you."

Qin Yi stunned for a moment, then exploded in anger, "Damn, who gave you the courage to speak boldly before me? Come on, let’s spar a bit; I’ll teach you humility within minutes."

"No need; I am a Dragon."

"Moreover, you are not my match."

Lang Ya declared solemnly, nearly making Qin Yi’s nostrils flare with rage.