Heavenly Dao Formula

What's the situation?

Why does her homologous blood point to the Far East Continent? Had Matron Stitch ever been to that far land?

"Is there any result?" Xia Fan's voice interrupted Freddie's thoughts.

"Ah... yes. Lord Qianyan does have primitive blood, she is undoubtedly the top race." He suppressed his distracting thoughts and knelt down to Qianyan on one knee, "Your Majesty, Freddie Stitch, is very It is an honor to meet Your Excellency."

There is only one way to activate the key of the zodiac, and that is the blood of the creator.

She can rotate the statue, which already shows the nobility of her blood.

"This proves it?" Li Po looked at Fei Laidun suspiciously, and then looked at Qian Yan, "But she has been in Fang's family since she was born... the living dead cannot be passed on through birth. If she is a superior Blood race, what about Qianzhi? What about the other living dead?"

"You mean, there are many people like her in the East?" Felton asked in amazement.

"At most, there are several hundred." Qian Yan nodded.

"They don't need to drink blood?"

"I've never heard of such a hobby."

"This..." Fei Laiden was also puzzled. If those people are all descendants of Qianyan, the level of bloodlines will naturally be inferior to the next generation. But if there is no similar decline in function, then the entire concept of bloodlines can be subverted. up.

It may even affect the current regime structure of Natadin.

"Get up and talk first." Xia Fan looked very relaxed, "Perhaps the living dead are no longer a blood race in the traditional sense, and you can't explain it with your common sense. By the way, Qianyan has a coin Maybe this Mr. Three-Eyed can see some of the origins—speaking of which, why do you have a nickname like Three-Eyed?"

"That's right, there is an eye engraved in the center of Natalin's gold coins," Fei Laidon smiled modestly, "and I am the head of the largest bank in the kingdom, Yongjuan. Because I deal with coins every day, Mr. Three Eyes And the name spread."

Except for Qianyan, the three of them took a breath in unison.

Feelings, this guy is actually a bank owner.

No wonder they didn't even blink when raising a red card at the auction.

Azie was indeed rich.

But compared with opponents of this level, it is still too far behind.

"Here, this is it." Qianyan held the ancient coin in his fingertips and shook it, "Do you know what the inscriptions on it mean?"

"This is—" Fleidon observed carefully for a while before sighing, "God, I never thought that one day I would be able to see the true face of Stitch Baoqian."

"Stitch treasure money?" Xia Fan repeated.

"Yes, the words on it are destiny, and the moon god is always with you. With this precious coin, the holder can withdraw silver in any place with blood, and the upper limit is 1,000 gold coins."

"Only one thousand?"

Fleidon raised the corner of his mouth, "Every day."

Olina's eyes on Qianyan suddenly became extremely hot... What is the concept of one thousand a day? You can exchange for 30,000 gold coins in a month, and hundreds of thousands in a year! In terms of income alone, a piece of precious money is almost equivalent to Jinxia City, and the accumulation speed can be described as shocking!

"But this was all a long time ago." Fleidon continued, "It was created by the mistress for the purpose of rewarding those families who have made great contributions to Siristi. Precious money means an eternal sum A steady stream of income is enough to ensure the prosperity of the family for generations. But as far as I know, it has never been really used—because the families who can get this reward neither need nor want to rely on precious money to increase their income. For me, it is more of a symbol of honor, the kind that should be treasured forever.”

"I see." Xia Fan touched his chin, "No wonder you haven't even seen it as a bank supervisor. There shouldn't be many such precious money left in the world, right?"

"It won't be more than one hand." He looked at Qianyan, "This precious coin also confirmed to me that Lord Qianyan is indeed related to Mistress Stitch."

"Since the identity has been determined, can a thousand words save Momola's life?" Li has never forgotten the situation of Catwoman.

"Of course," Freighton nodded, "With the original blood, this injury is not a problem at all."

"How about the method? Could it be a drop of blood?" Xia Fan asked curiously. If it was that simple, there was no reason why the Fang family wouldn't find out that Qianyan's blood had such a magical effect.

"Healing blood is different from blood in the usual sense - it condenses more magic power, so it needs spells to assist in the extraction." Felton taught a spell to Qian Yan, "Don't worry, no one can force a high-level High-level blood clan handed over their pure blood, if the extractors were not willing, no amount of blood would be able to achieve the first embrace effect."

"A thousand words..." Li was a little worried.

"It's okay, Momola is your friend, right?" Qianyan winked at her to comfort her, "In that case, of course I'm willing to save her."

Xia Fan noticed that since everyone went out to sea, the little girl's expression is obviously much richer than before.

Although when she was silent and in a daze, she still exuded an aura of being as cold as ice and keeping strangers away, but compared to before, this situation seemed to be less and less.

Qianyan closed her eyes, and silently recited the newly learned spell—even though it was the first time she cast it, she felt it was extremely smooth, as if it awakened some kind of instinct in the body.

In her hands, a mass of scarlet light slowly emerged.

In the center of the light is a tiny droplet.

It looked like blood, but it was much more transparent than blood. Under the light of the candle, it looked more like an irregular gemstone, emitting a clear glow all over.

Qianyan turned his palms and dripped blood into Momora's wound.

It soaked into the organs in an instant and disappeared without a trace. Almost at the same time, Momora raised her chest slightly, let out a hiss in her nasal cavity, and evenly breathed again. The originally pale complexion also returned to a little rosy at this moment.

On the contrary, Qianyan looked quite tired after opening his eyes, with tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

Xia Fan reached out to support her, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine...just feeling a little tired."

"This is a normal reaction after condensing pure blood." Fleidon explained, "Generally speaking, condensing once every five to six months will not cause any harm. If it is shortened, it may cause the magic power in the body to become permanent. This is also the reason why primitive blood is extremely rare—very few creators are willing to share their pure blood."

He paused, "Since Miss Catwoman is safe and sound, may I ask you to hear my reason for coming?"

After Xia Fan brought Qianyan back to the chair, "Tell me about it."

"My master—that is, Princess Twilight of Natatin, needs your help." Fleidon said slowly.