"The Ancient Dragon Oath?"
As he looked at the ancient dragon-shaped contract, even the age-old Dragon Turtle was surprised and spoke out.
This oath was the most ancient of oaths, originating from the True Dragon clan.
The oath had supreme binding power over all beings with the True Dragon bloodline; Chu Fengmian couldn’t resist it, nor could the ancient Dragon Turtle.
"Hasn’t the Dragon God Contract been lost for thousands of years? I only heard about it when I was young. This kid actually knows it—could one of his parents be an ancient Battle Dragon?"
The ancient Dragon Turtle looked at Chu Fengmian and couldn’t help but think.
The Battle Dragon’s Blood in Chu Fengmian’s body was far too mysterious, even he couldn’t understand it.
Especially since Chu Fengmian could enact such a contract that had disappeared for thousands of years.
"This kid couldn’t possibly be the illegitimate child of some ancient ancestor from the dragon clan, with such pure bloodline."
The thought unconsciously crossed the ancient Dragon Turtle’s mind.
It would be strange like Chu Fengmian if an ancient dragon family relic, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, had an illegitimate child.
Chu Fengmian didn’t care for what the ancient Dragon Turtle was thinking, and he simply spoke calmly.
Chu Fengmian didn’t distrust the ancient Dragon Turtle, but in the modern Nine Domains, where human hearts were perilous, Chu Fengmian also had to play it safe.
Otherwise, it was feared that right after Chu Fengmian helped the ancient Dragon Turtle break through to the Divine Power Realm, the Dragon Turtle would turn against him and annihilate Chu Fengmian.
"What a cautious young man."
Hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, the ancient Dragon Turtle couldn’t help but say.
He had indeed harbored such a thought; as soon as Chu Fengmian helped him step into the Divine Power Realm, Chu Fengmian would become useless to him.
Even if he didn’t kill Chu Fengmian, he would certainly walk away; he wouldn’t willingly serve under Chu Fengmian.
"Fine, I’ll sign it."
The ancient Dragon Turtle huffed coldly, a breath of Spiritual Power erupted from his mouth and reflected onto the Dragon God Oath.
Instantly, on the Dragon God Oath, two names were inscribed.
Afterward, the Dragon God Oath split into two halves, one half entering Chu Fengmian’s body, and the other half into the ancient Dragon Turtle’s body.
The contract stipulated that Chu Fengmian must aid the ancient Dragon Turtle in breaking through to the Divine Power Realm within three years.
And the ancient Dragon Turtle, in turn, must submit to Chu Fengmian when needed, to assist Chu Fengmian.
Once the contract was in place, the worries in Chu Fengmian’s heart were finally resolved.
"Kid, it’s time for you to hand over the Battle Dragon’s Blood, right?"
The ancient Dragon Turtle eagerly called out.
He was too demanding for that sensation, the kind that could renew his blood through and through.
The Divine Power Realm was within reach; he could hardly wait any longer.
"Ancient Dragon Turtle, since you have submitted, your title should also change, shouldn’t it?"
Chu Fengmian glanced at the ancient Dragon Turtle with a cold voice.
"You should at least address me as ’Young Master’."
The ancient Dragon Turtle was taken aback, then laughed out loud.
"It’s no trouble at all, Young Master. Since you have promised, let’s stick to our word then."
For the ancient Dragon Turtle, it was just a title; naturally, he wouldn’t mind it.
Seeing the ancient Dragon Turtle to be so aware of the times, Chu Fengmian naturally had no intention of reneging.
In the tip of Chu Fengmian’s finger, one drop, two drops, three drops.
Bit by bit, drop by drop of ancient war dragon’s blood, was condensed by Chu Fengmian.
In five minutes, a total of ten drops of ancient war dragon’s blood had been condensed.
With a flick of his finger, the blood flew toward the ancient dragon turtle.
"Hahaha, so much blood!"
The ancient dragon turtle laughed loudly, hurriedly devouring all the golden blood.
These ten drops of ancient war dragon’s blood were enough to enhance the creature’s bloodline by one level.
In just a few short minutes, the ancient dragon turtle felt a slight change in its realm.
The Divine Power realm, which had once seemed unattainable, was now within reach.
"Young master, I still need more of the ancient war dragon’s blood."
The ancient dragon turtle shouted.
"Hmph, these ten drops of ancient war dragon’s blood should be enough for you to refine for a while," Chu Fengmian said coldly.
"Your current bloodline is too low-level, and if it were to be enhanced too much all at once, your body wouldn’t be able to withstand it."
It wasn’t that Chu Fengmian wouldn’t give the ancient dragon turtle more of the essence blood; the ancient dragon turtle’s bloodline at best contained some true dragon’s blood.
The current true dragon clan was nothing more than descendants of the ancient war dragon clan, with an impure lineage.
If Chu Fengmian were to give the ancient dragon turtle too much essence blood in one go, it might very well burst.
Upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, the ancient dragon turtle’s face reddened.
It was aware of this fact, but the thought of the Divine Power realm being so close made it nearly unbearable.
"Moreover, do you think that condensing those drops of ancient war dragon essence blood is so easy? Now, to condense ten drops is already the limit, and I must recover for a long time," Chu Fengmian said irritably.
These drops of ancient war dragon essence blood were not simple for him to condense.
After all, Chu Fengmian wasn’t an ancient war dragon; he could only purify and refine his own blood essence to provide it for the ancient dragon turtle.
"Recover for a long time? No, that won’t do."
The ancient dragon turtle cried out anxiously.
What Chu Fengmian referred to as "a long time," who knew how long that might be? If Chu Fengmian delayed for a year or two, the ancient dragon turtle simply couldn’t wait.
"Right, young master, I have some Spiritual Medicine here that can restore Spiritual Power; I wonder if they would have any effect on you?"
The ancient dragon turtle spoke hurriedly.
"Spiritual Medicine? Where is it?"
On hearing the ancient dragon turtle’s words, Chu Fengmian’s expression changed.
What he needed right now was Spiritual Medicine.
"It’s right at the deepest part of this cave, young master please come in."
The ancient dragon turtle replied, leading Chu Fengmian to the deepest part of the cave.
At the deepest part of the cave, there were countless jade bottles stacked upon one another, as well as some Spiritual Artifacts and Spiritual Medicines.
They were all chaotically piled up, covering a large area.
"Young master, all these items belong to those who came seeking death. They are of no use to me, so I’ve stacked them all here. Feel free to use whatever you want," the ancient dragon turtle said heartily.
Its spirits were lifted by the enhancement of its bloodline.
Such external possessions naturally didn’t concern it, and those Spiritual Medicines that were useful for Martial Artists were of little benefit to it.
With that, the ancient dragon turtle retreated, returning to the cave entrance to lay down and rest.