55: cunning boy

Although the Beast King did not show his face, the surrounding environment seemed to grow tense.

The original dawn vanished, replaced by a thunderous, overcast sky.

"Oh, I did indeed miss one part of the inheritance; this is a drop of divine blood from the first-generation Beast God.

Once refined, one can obtain heaven-reaching divine power."

The voice stopped, and the Beast King let the divine blood float into Ling Xian's hand.

The divine blood was not a liquid like ordinary blood, but a turbid black solid.

Ling Xian gripped it, secretly marveling, 'I didn't expect that a little bluffing would actually smoke out such a treasure.'

'Unfortunately, this Beast King is not honest at all and keeps trying to trap me.'

'This drop of divine blood might even be useful later when encountering those Children of Destiny.'

'If one isn't careful, they will only see its benefits but fail to see through the hidden crisis within.'

Ling Xian tried to put it into his storage ring, but he found that this item actually couldn't be stored there.

[host, five hundred villain points, and you can put it with me.]

Even though the system was scamming him on the spot, Ling Xian had no other choice.

"Fine, illusion dream, taking advantage of a crisis."

"Five hundred villain points, deduct them yourself!"

"Kid, you're actually putting the Beast God's divine blood on someone else? That might not be safe, you know?" The eyes within the Beast King's clouds did not open, yet he seemed able to see through everything.

"I trust her! That... Senior Beast King, it's time to talk about your little tricks." Ling Xian looked directly at the phantom of the Beast King before him, forcing himself to stay calm.

He didn't know if the other party still had any trump cards.

'Since the other party used such a method, it stands to reason that any so-called trump cards should be gone.'

"Kid, what do you mean?"

"This is all there is to the inheritance. What else do you want?" The Beast King feigned ignorance, trying to deceive Ling Xian.

However, Ling Xian possessed illusion dream, the Basic Eye of Detection, plus the Undead Divine Fire and a series of other things for detecting souls.

Those little tricks were too crude and couldn't be hidden from Ling Xian himself.

"Senior Beast King! I haven't trusted you from the very beginning."

Ling Xian wasn't lying; he knew he wasn't a Child of Destiny like Lin Feng, so how could he possibly obtain an ancient inheritance so easily?

An inheritance obtained too easily could only mean one thing: there was a trap.

"You Beast Gods focus on body-refining methods; your perception and usage of the soul are too crude."

"You left a soul imprint on me... If I'm not mistaken, it's for a possession, isn't it?"

A smile played on the corners of Ling Xian's mouth, but in the eyes of the Beast King, this smile was more of a mockery.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"I know you weren't the originally destined successor."

"But you have taken on a portion of his fate."

"That is why you can inherit this legacy!" The Beast God spoke each word clearly, as if he had truly been insulted by Ling Xian.

Hearing this, Ling Xian sneered inwardly, 'As expected of an old fox. Even after being called out to this extent, he still doesn't show any weakness.'

"Since Senior Beast King is so generous, then this junior will believe you. Please let me leave!"

As Ling Xian turned around, the Beast King nodded, his hands constantly making small movements.

Suddenly, Ling Xian whipped his head back and laughed, "Old monster Beast King, I've caught you red-handed!"

Ling Xian then revealed the imprint that had just appeared on his right hand.

"Kid, you are far too suspicious."

"I was merely absorbing some of your Spiritual Power for a while to awaken this inheritance." The Beast King's expression was somewhat tense.

"Stop pretending, you motherf*cker!" Ling Xian really couldn't stand this guy anymore; it was never-ending.

And so, with one opening of his mouth, ten thousand 'Grass Mud Horses' (a special creature) flew past.

"Junior, you've gone too far."

"Since you are so disrespectful, this King will not wait until your cultivation improves later. I shall possess you right now."

As the Beast King's voice fell, the white light of the imprint on Ling Xian's right hand flashed incessantly.

It was even more dazzling than at the beginning.

Just as the Beast King was feeling smug, the Undead Divine Fire ignited on Ling Xian's right hand.

"Aaaah! Junior, the flame in your hand is the divine fire of that clan..."

"Senior Beast King, you should just go in peace!"

"As for your so-called enemies, if I encounter them and have the ability, perhaps I'll help you... Hahaha..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom of the Beast King vanished.

Ling Xian woke up from it.

It was as if everything that just happened was fake.

Only Ling Xian felt it with exceptional clarity; everything just now was real.

Far away in a tombstone, a pair of eyes suddenly lit up within a tattered general's armor.

"New King, I can help you this time, but I hope you can hold out on your own next time."

Although it was Ling Xian using the Undead Divine Fire just now, with his current Spiritual Power and soul strength, he was fundamentally unable to destroy an old monster like the Beast King.

In reality, it was the general before him who had been secretly battling the Beast King from a distance.

Ling Xian broke out in a cold sweat; he could feel that he had almost been counter-attacked by the Beast King just now.

"It's quite dangerous when a Child of Destiny's opportunities fall onto oneself."

"illusion dream, take out the divine blood first."

illusion dream didn't know what Ling Xian wanted to do, but she obediently took it out anyway.

As the divine blood landed in Ling Xian's hand, he immediately used the Undead Divine Fire to wrap a layer of flames around it.

This was to prevent another counter-attack from the Beast King.

Dangerous, it was far too dangerous.

This was also to protect illusion dream's safety.

Afterward, Ling Xian returned the divine blood to illusion dream.

Completely exhausted, he lay down on the large bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Inside the divine blood, the phantom of the Beast King appeared.

"Haha, kid, you didn't expect this, did you?"

"The divine blood is also my backup plan."

Just as the Beast King was feeling a bit smug, his remnant soul saw the Undead Divine Fire wrapping the divine blood.

He was instantly stunned on the spot.

"Ah! Cunning kid, I'll wait until you find the Beast Bone Tribe to give you a taste of bitterness."

Gazing at the never-extinguishing divine fire, the soul did not dare to step half a foot out of the divine blood.

Throughout all the hardships he had experienced, it wasn't that he hadn't seen cunning kids before.

But someone like Ling Xian, who was only in his twenties and had a way to restrain him...

He was the first.

Toward Ling Xian, the Beast King felt both admiration and a desire to gnash his teeth.

If it were that era, the Beast King would certainly have followed the rituals of the Beast Bone Tribe, holding the Beast God Bone Staff to baptize Ling Xian's body.

This ritual was only available to the top ten thousand geniuses of the tribe.

Don't think ten thousand geniuses is a lot; the Beast Bone Tribe was even larger.

Terrifyingly large.

The top ten thousand geniuses were the cream of the crop of that era.

Early the next morning.

Wu Yueyue quietly walked into Ling Xian's bedroom.

Gazing at the sleeping Brother Ling Xian, Wu Yueyue revealed her little tiger teeth and started laughing.

"What Sister Taohua said shouldn't be wrong."

"Even though Brother Ling Xian is a scumbag, he will definitely take responsibility."

Thinking of this, Wu Yueyue took a deep breath and was about to make a move.

Only to find that Ling Xian had already woken up.

Feeling the sensation of Wu Yueyue sitting on him and that sweet, indescribable fragrance...

Ling Xian asked in confusion, "Yueyue, why are you here?"

"Ah... that... school starts for me today."

"And there's the school opening party, you promised." Wu Yueyue hurriedly found an excuse.

Ling Xian's voice was as faint as a mosquito's as he said, "I'll snooze for a bit longer; call me again in a while."

Having said that, he had already fallen asleep.

But after this fright, Wu Yueyue also gave up on her previous idea.

Too scary!