Ye Yun stood by, hands clasped behind his back, a pleased smile playing across his face as he watched the exchange between the senior sister and junior brother. Jun Moxiao's reaction was actually quite normal. After all, he, the 13th Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect, was from a time far too distant—a full one hundred thousand years had passed. How could an ordinary cultivator live for such an extended period? Even if they reached the True God Realm, they could not possibly live for one hundred thousand years.
Seeing Jun Moxiao's utter disbelief, Luo Li stamped her foot, puffed her cheeks, and said, "Junior Brother, when have I ever lied to you?" At this, Luo Li abruptly raised the Clan Leader's Token, her expression sacred as she swore an oath upon it. "I, Luo Li, as the 298th Sect Master of the Dragon God Sect, swear that every word I have just spoken is true. If there is any falsehood, may the heavens strike me with five thunderbolts!"
"Senior Sister, you mustn't! You can't make such oaths lightly!" A sudden surge of strength coursed through Jun Moxiao. Propping himself up with his hands, he sat up and shouted in alarm.
Luo Li looked solemnly at Jun Moxiao and asked, "Do you believe me now?"
"Senior Sister, I believe you! I believe you!" Jun Moxiao nodded repeatedly. He looked up at Ye Yun, the shock in his eyes intensifying.
This Old Ancestor died one hundred thousand years ago... How did he come back to life? According to the Sect's records, this Old Ancestor's cultivation base was exceptionally high, having reached the pinnacle of the Cangnan Continent. But even at that pinnacle, it's impossible to live for one hundred thousand years, right?
Luo Li chuckled softly beside him. "Junior Brother, you don't need to worry about how the Old Ancestor survived until now. You just need to know that he is the Thirteenth Generation Ancestor of our Dragon God Sect."
"Alright, Senior Sister." Jun Moxiao nodded repeatedly. He struggled to his knees and kowtowed respectfully to Ye Yun. "Greetings, Old Ancestor."
Seeing Jun Moxiao finally accept his identity, Ye Yun felt a sense of relief. With a gentle wave of his hand, he released a stream of Mana, helping Jun Moxiao to his feet. "You are weak right now; let's dispense with the formalities."
Ye Yun smiled faintly and took out a small vial. Seeing this small vial, Luo Li's eyes lit up. She said excitedly, "Junior Brother! Your suffering is finally over! You're about to embark on a glorious path!"
Jun Moxiao looked at Luo Li, puzzled.
Luo Li placed her hands behind her back, puffed out her chest proudly, and said to Jun Moxiao with a smile, "Junior Brother, take a look—what's my current cultivation base?"
Despite his severe injuries, Jun Moxiao still had a little Mana left. After sensing for a moment, his eyes widened in shock, and he exclaimed, "Senior Sister, how did you reach the Tenth Layer Peak of the Origin Sea Realm?!"
"HAHA... I knew you'd be this astonished to see me! Let me tell you, it's because the Old Ancestor used Ancestral Dragon Blood to perform a blood exchange for me that my cultivation base advanced by leaps and bounds!" Luo Li couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter, showing none of her usual ladylike demeanor.
Ancestral Dragon Blood? Upon hearing these words, Jun Moxiao's mind reeled, his vision blackened, and he fainted.
"Hey, Junior Brother, why did you suddenly faint?" Seeing Jun Moxiao fall down stiffly, Luo Li rushed over and supported him.
Ye Yun smiled faintly at this. With a gentle wave of his hand, Jun Moxiao leisurely awoke.
"Old Ancestor, do you really possess Ancestral Dragon Blood?" Jun Moxiao stared at Ye Yun, his face a mask of shock and utter disbelief. As a Successor of the Dragon God Sect, he was naturally extremely sensitive to Divine Dragon Essence Blood. This was especially true for Ancestral Dragon Blood, which was deeply ingrained in their heritage.
"Mm." Seeing Jun Moxiao's shocked expression, Ye Yun made a slight movement with his hand, and a small vial instantly appeared.
Upon seeing this familiar small vial, Luo Li's face immediately bloomed into a wide smile. "Junior Brother, what the Old Ancestor has is Ancestral Dragon Blood, you know!"
Jun Moxiao stared at the small vial, licked his lips, and said with difficulty, "This vial of Ancestral Dragon Blood... there must be at least a hundred drops, right?"
"Are you kidding, Junior Brother? You think there are a hundred drops in there?" Luo Li widened her eyes, staring fixedly at her Junior Brother.
"Did I say something wrong?" Jun Moxiao also looked bewildered. He looked at Luo Li, somewhat unconfidently, and asked, "Senior Sister, are there only a few dozen drops then?"
"I really feel like whacking your head with my Sword." Annoyed, Luo Li immediately raised her Sword as if to bring it down on Jun Moxiao's head, but she stopped it mid-air, lowered her hand, and then giggled. "Junior Brother, let me tell you the truth. Don't be fooled by its small size; this vial actually contains its own separate space, and there's plenty of Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood inside!" Luo Li said, puffed up with pride.
"A lot?" Jun Moxiao blinked, staring intently at the small vial in Ye Yun's hand, then asked tentatively, "Could there be... around a thousand drops?"
Seeing Jun Moxiao's spineless display, Luo Li couldn't help but stomp her foot and burst out laughing, "A thousand drops? How could that be enough? Let me tell you the truth, Junior Brother, there's a whole basinful in here—at least over one hundred thousand drops!"
"What? Over one hundred thousand drops?!" Jun Moxiao was dumbfounded. His vision went black, and he fainted again.
"Sigh, Junior Brother, why did you faint again?" Luo Li looked utterly exasperated with him, like one lamenting that iron could not become steel. She stomped her foot, bit her lip, feeling completely helpless.
"Your Junior Brother is younger than you and hasn't experienced much. He isn't resilient enough for something like this," Ye Yun remarked with a smile from the side. With a gentle flick of his finger, he injected a wisp of Mana.
Jun Moxiao slowly opened his eyes and sat up again.
Ye Yun opened the vial, took out two drops of Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood, and with a light flick of his finger, sent them flying before Jun Moxiao. Feeling the unique Super Divine Dragon Breath of the Ancestral Dragon Blood, Jun Moxiao felt as if all the blood in his body was boiling, as if there was a powerful call from deep within him. Although he also possessed the Dragon God Bloodline, it was extremely faint. Nevertheless, he could still feel a subtle resonance with this Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood.
At this moment, Ye Yun said with a smile, "In Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge, you underwent the Sky Lantern ordeal. While it severely damaged your body, it inadvertently aided you. You should be able to successfully absorb these two drops of Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood."
"Old Ancestor, thank you so much!" Upon hearing Ye Yun's words, tears suddenly streamed down Jun Moxiao's face. The inhuman torment he had suffered in Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge seemed to be repaid in this instant. Moreover, the reward was beyond imagination—truly astounding.
Ye Yun smiled faintly.
Luo Li urged from the side, "Junior Brother, opportunity knocks but once. Quickly swallow these two drops of Ancestral Dragon Blood."
"Okay, Senior Sister," Jun Moxiao agreed. He opened his mouth, and the two drops of Ancestral Dragon Blood flew into him.
The potent Ancestral Dragon Blood transformed into countless streams of pure energy, surging throughout his body. At this moment, Jun Moxiao felt an indescribable, surging power within his body. He abruptly slapped both hands on the ground and immediately sat cross-legged. Following the unique mental cultivation technique of the Dragon God Sect, he began to absorb the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood.