Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 68 - 2 The Deal that Fell from Heaven_1

68: Chapter 2 The Deal that Fell from Heaven_1

68 -2 The Deal that Fell from Heaven_1

“A dragon?” Helen laughed, “I don’t mean to insult your wisdom, but as far I understand, there’s a vast difference between a colossal dragon and this model.

True, this model emits a familiar dragon aura, but at most, it could only be a sub-species dragon, a magical beast. fгeewebnovёl.com

Dragon sacrifices, hmm…throughout history, it seems only the great Beamon has ever carried out such a resplendent sacrifice, not even the great war god Kampas, who only had three magical pets and never a dragon, the wisest pet.”

“You are mistaken,” said Ferguson Xu.

“I admit that your memory serves you right.

But the dragon I’m referring to does not hail from the Western Continent, neither the Aegean Continent nor the Chesang Continent nor the Gold Coast Continent.

It’s a creature out of the legends of our Silk Continent!”

“Legend?” Helen was even more surprised.

“My lady, look here.” Ning Yu pointed to some faint black spots on the shell, she had been studying this shell intently without uttering a word.

“I do see it.

That’s indeed the Matrix Book.” Mr.

Xu nodded to Ning Yu.

“The learned Eastern sage, please enlighten us as to why you believe this model to be a dragon,” Helen was lost in confusion.

“Long before our ancestors came to the Western Continent, a beautiful legend from the Silk Continent said that six thousand years ago, a divine turtle emerged from the Luo River, its back patterned with the matrix of the Luo Book.

This Matrix Book given to our ancestors by the divine turtle was eventually deciphered by our smart ancestors, and the wisdom gleaned from it was the Qimen Array Method carved onto the twelve Golden Figures that we use today.

This very divine turtle is the direct lineage of the most powerful divine beast in our Eastern mythology, the dragon.

It’s called Ba Xia, and it has the power to move hills,” said old Xu with pride.

“Unlike the commonplace nature of dragons in the west, our Eastern dragons are the most mysterious – they never reveal their form to humans nor do they ever involve themselves in worldly conflicts.

To this day, Eastern dragons remain a mere legend.”

“I see, it’s something everyone knows of but no one has actually seen,” said Liu Zhenhan.

“Aptly put,” Ning Yu chuckled.

“So what are you trying to say?” Helen sensed something was wrong, “Are you suggesting that Richard’s model is the offspring of the dragon who gifted you the wisdom?”

“Absolutely correct,” old Xu nodded, smiling,” Speaking to a wise person is indeed not exhausting.

The mystic script on the shell of this dragon child has been inscribed in our history books.”

“I never thought that my Richard could unknowingly acquire an Eastern legendary dragon as a magical pet,” the little fox could not hide her sweetness, looking at the stupefied Liu Zhenhan, her fondness grew the more she looked.

“My dragon pet!” Liu Zhenhan cried out tearfully, flinging himself onto the shell and began to make exaggerated gestures.

“But, after all your explanation, what are you really trying to say?” Liu Zhenhan asked, turning to look at old Xu.

“The dragon is the most long-lived divine beast in the Eastern mythos, and being of the same bloodline, this model will also exist as long as heaven and earth do.” Ferguson Xu adjusted his robe, then said seriously, “As for me, I’ve been tasked with the exalted mission by the Emperor of the Yunqin Empire, which is to find the elixir of eternal life.”

“What’s your game?” Liu Zhenhan laughed, “Do you plan on eating it?

I’m afraid this shell is as tough as steel, I doubt your teeth can handle it.”

“There’s no need for that,” Ferguson Xu chuckled, “According to our Eastern ancient legend, once these dragon children reach a ripe age of ten thousand years, they could shed their shell and transform into a dragon.

Once they have shed their shell, five rib patterns will form on the shell, and within each rib, there’s a Dragon Pill, formed from the essence of time.

Consuming a Dragon Pill would grant the consumer longevity equivalent to that of the sun and the moon.”

“So how old is this model?” Liu Zhenhan found it curious, since the old man had explained in such great detail.

It would be clear to anyone that he had his sights set on his model.

“I have counted, and there are only four ribs!

This dragon child is still a thousand years away from becoming a dragon,” old Xu said, his face a picture of misery.

“Just say what you want to say,” Liu Zhenhan replied.

“Well…actually, I just want to know if this model was found by Mr.

Sacrifice on a desolate island, or if it’s truly a summoned magical pet?” old Xu asked Liu Zhenhan anxiously.

“Obischillaci!” Liu Zhenhan almost lost his temper but held back, “What are you trying to say, Old Xu?”

“I meant no harm.” Ferguson Xu detested Liu Zhenhan but put on his best sage-like demeanor, “I merely wanted to say that if this model was dead, its flesh would have life-extending properties.

If you wouldn’t mind, could you tell me where you found it?

Could you bring me there?”

“Everyone would have a share, each and every one of us!” old Xu said excitedly.

“It’s been dead for two to three months now, if there were any flesh remaining, it would have rotten by now,” Liu Zhenhan shrugged regretfully.

“My God…” old Xu staggered, sitting on the deck, his face instantly aged and weathered.