"What's wrong? Do you recognize it?"
Seeing Huang Tianling's surprised expression, Yang Xiao couldn't help but ask softly.
Huang Tianling was a little confused herself. "When I was very young, I actually lived nearby. I used to come play at this Cold Pool all the time. It felt comfortable and familiar here. And I often dreamed of this little chi... this very Chi Dragon. I always thought it was just a dream, but I never imagined it was real?"
As she spoke, Huang Tianling grew more and more astonished.
"So that's how it is," Yang Xiao said, looking at the longsword in his hand. "This must be the Chi Dragon Spirit within the sword. It wants to acknowledge you as its master, doesn't it?"
With a light shake,
a misty vapor instantly materialized from the sword, coalescing into the form of a Chi Dragon.
