Ye Haochuan didn't know why he felt such a close connection to the stone pedestal in front of him.
"Could it be something my ancestors left behind? But that doesn't make sense, Liu Xianglan also felt it, could it be that Liu Xianglan and I share the same ancestor?" Ye Haochuan wondered in confusion.
Ye Haochuan wasn't puzzled by this for long because another voice from within urged him to drip his blood onto it.
This time, Ye Haochuan didn't hesitate, he bit his fingertip and let a drop of blood fall.
Beeing~ Beeing~
The moment the blood touched it, the stone pedestal suddenly resonated with a hum and cracked open.
Damn, after all the effort I just put in, who would have thought that my blood alone could open this stone pedestal!
Ye Haochuan was quite frustrated.
Ye Haochuan initially assumed it was something left by someone else's ancestors, which is why he hadn't tried his own blood. Looking back now, he realized how foolish that was!
