"Retrieve!"
Chu Xin took out a White Jade Bottle, formed a hand seal, and a strong suction force emerged from the bottle's mouth, swallowing all the Dragon Blood that flowed out.
The Dragon Spirit let out a painful and angry dragon roar as the Divine Sword Pond shook even more violently.
"These two rascals really intend to eat the Dragon Spirit."
The Artifact Spirit elder was rendered speechless, seeing the Divine Sword Pond shaking more and more intensely. He sighed lightly, his figure flashed next to the Dragon Spirit, patted its Dragon Horn, and said, "That's enough."
Upon hearing these words, the Dragon Spirit instantly calmed down, and the Divine Sword Pond also stopped shaking.
"Grandpa, don't worry, let me collect more Dragon Blood, and I'll treat you to Dragon Blood Soup," Chu Xin said with a giggle.
The Artifact Spirit elder couldn't help but rub his forehead, and said, "Young friend, you've collected quite enough Dragon Blood. Please let the Dragon Spirit go."
