Lu Yang couldn't figure it out, no matter how much he turned it over in his mind—how on earth did Xiao Xinghai disappear and become some kind of Dragon Ball?
Did Xiao Xinghai rise from his coffin and replace himself with the Dragon Ball?
Meng Jingzhou and Li Haoran were equally baffled.
Only Man Gu had a sudden realization, his face filled with sorrow, "My dear friend Xinghai has succumbed to his grave injuries and has become Sarira!"
Lu Yang: "..."
Man Gu, would you mind not speaking? You're about to interrupt the little thread of thought I have.
"What exactly is a Dragon Ball?" Lu Yang whispered to Li Haoran.
"I've never seen the real thing myself, just heard it from others. A Dragon Ball is the Long Clan's most treasured relic, an ancient oddity of mysterious origins and indeterminate rank. It's incredibly hard, indestructible, can neutralize all poisons, heal injuries, aid cultivation, and even bring good fortune. Its wonders are endless," Li Haoran explained.
