Pearl turned from the patriarch to Bai Jingshen, who had now turned toward him with a smile on his face.
It was a test?
"You’ve done well teaching him to stand for himself, Jingshen. I comnd you."
"Thank you for your praise, patriarch, but I must admit I do not deserve it as much as I hope I do."
The patriarch roared with laughter. "I didn’t take you for a humble White Tiger."
Bai Jingshen didn’t say anything.
Pearl began to piece together what was happening and understood that the patriarch hadn’t ant what he was saying.
"So, is it okay if I keep my na, patriarch?" Pearl asked.
"I would rather you choose the White Tigers, but I will not make that choice for you," the patriarch said. "Do as you wish."
"Thank you," Pearl said.
"Now then, the main issue," the patriarch said. "Your other bloodline appears to be very, very weak, to the point that most normal snakes and lizards have a stronger bloodline than you do. I do not know if you can truly call yourself an Azure Dragon."
"Grandfather?" Bai Fulin walked up. The things she had been hearing all this ti had confused her to a point that she could not remain by the door anymore. "What is happening? Why are we talking about this child as though he has the bloodline of an Azure Dragon?"
The patriarch turned toward her. "That’s because he does, Fulin. Or rather, he did. It was spent, was it?" he asked Bai Jingshen.
"That is correct, patriarch. His father and mother were attacked in the lower realm. His mother was still weak at the ti, and our vows forced his father from being able to use his strength fully. He had used up all his treasures to go through and recover from a Heavenly Judgnt so ti before that, so he wasn’t able to save them. The last thing he did was use up his son’s spirit root and bloodline to aid in teleporting them across continents."
"If not for that, he would’ve now been the rare child of two Heavenly Beasts."
The patriarch nodded silently to Bai Jingshen’s words, while the other White Tiger, Bai Fulin, was flabbergasted at the words.
"The child of two Heavenly Beasts?" she asked slowly. "Is that... even possible?"
"I am not aware of it," the patriarch said. "But the proof is right in front of you. Just check for yourself."
Bai Fulin turned toward Pearl, her divine sense landing upon him and sinking just the tiniest bit in. Her eyes narrowed for a mont and then widened as though she had been deeply shocked.
"How... How can this be?" she asked, her eyes moving from her grandfather to her nephew. "How..."
"I do not know," the patriarch said. "But now that it has, we might have to consider so other things. But before that, Fulin, would you mind going over to the Azure Dragons and delivering what we’ve learned here today?"
"Y-yes, yes of course," she quickly said. "Do you want to deliver any specific ssage?"
A talisman floated before the patriarch, shining with a dull light for a second before it flew toward Bai Fulin. "Deliver it directly to Qing Sunwen. No one else is to see it."
"Yes, grandfather. I will leave imdiately."
Bai Fulin turned around and left the room.
"Now then, let us test sothing, shall we?" the patriarch asked.
Bai Jingshen’s body straightened a little. "Patriarch, I thought we agreed that we wouldn’t do this," he said. "Nothing good is going to co out of it."
"I need to know the truth, Jingshen," the patriarch said. "Let’s go."
Pearl suddenly sensed reality twist around him. The space around him was pulled on by brute force rather than with Dao or other aura. Pure force grabbed onto the space around him and Bai Jingshen, and in the next mont, they arrived at a different location.
Pearl looked around, confused about where it was he had co to, and how. He had teleported, but he had also not teleported. As soone with the Teleportation Dao, he would know when soone teleported. And while he clearly had, none of his senses told him they had.
’He grabbed onto space itself and made us move without any Space aura,’ Pearl thought. ’Was that purely Intent?’
Such strength was not sothing Pearl had experienced in his life. But this was the patriarch of the White Tigers, so he would no doubt be one of the strongest beings in the entire world he would ever et.
That fact was only just sinking into Pearl.
It took him a mont to sll the musky air in the room, and he could almost taste the sll of iron in the air. The sll of blood.
The dark room was filled with not just blood itself, but also blood aura. He looked around at the empty room and noticed just one thing.
At the center of the room was a crimson slab of so sort of material. It was covered in dried blood, giving it its crimson color, which was the source of the bloody sll in the room.
The slab itself had so sort of etching within it, sothing Pearl couldn’t tell. Although, he almost believed there was a figure of a human within it.
"Patriarch, please. It wouldn’t be wise to do this. It will just place a target on his back," Bai Jingshen said.
"Have you told anyone that you were coming here?" the patriarch asked.
"No, I’m not so stupid," Bai Jingshen said. "I might be arrogant to many, but I make sure I know my own strength before I am."
"Then nothing will happen," the patriarch said. Then, he turned to Pearl.
"Place a drop of your blood onto this slab," the patriarch said.
Pearl could tell this was not sothing that would be good for him to do, so he turned to his grandfather for help.
But Bai Jingshen only nodded slowly. "Do it. Sadly, it is important that you do this."
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