"This drop of blood, undying through myriad calamities, cannot be obliterated."
"So, it must contain the opportunity to become immortal."
"For tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to unravel the mysteries of this drop of blood."
"But he, Master, he figured it out..."
Gui Tao's people's expressions were grave, and their eyes trembled slightly.
"This drop of Blood of the Heavenly Man, undying and indelible, harbors mysteries unfathomable. Thus, the only option is to merge it into a person's bloodstream, to incubate it..."
"And the one worthy to merge with this drop of Blood of the Heavenly Man is none other than a person of exceptional talent and Innate Taoist Bone..."
Gui Tao's people gazed at Mr. Zhuang, speaking slowly, "That is, you, Junior Brother..."
"Master never truly saw you as a disciple, and not even as a 'person'... "
