Donghuang Taiyi noticed that the beveled spike was no longer the same as before. It was a complete Creation Divine Weapon, but there was something special about it. For a moment, he couldn't see through it.
Yet it wasn't something the Blood Dragon could endure.
One touch and the flesh would turn to ash, the soul would scatter.
"He's a wild Dragon Clan Bloodline, lacks any background, very poor, and spends money like water. There's hardly any money in his ring."
Donghuang Taiyi spoke as he raised his hand, and the ring naturally detached and landed in his hand, spilling out a pile of things.
Though called a pile, it was just a small heap.
Truly poor as dirt.
"Hey? What's this? There's even a bone."
Qin Yu picked up the bone and played with it for a moment, suddenly lost in thought.
"Why do I feel... as if this bone originally belongs to me?"
Donghuang Taiyi glanced at the dragon bone, hesitated for a moment, then said lightly, "If you want it, then it's yours."
