Flows of bursting gold energy were like strong, uneasy ancient beasts that were bouncing here and there inside the key to find a way to leave the key confinement. This was the ability inheritance, including the exclusive power!
Inside the cover of the gold flesh membrane, suddenly, Ba Si Teng shook violently, screaming in the Ice Hall.
The speeches of Theoden, William Wallace, Prince Hal, and (if you’re a geek like me) Sir Orrin Neville-Smythe all echo in your mind. In 99 encounters out of 100 I’ll go for the pun, the non-sequitur, or the silly innuendo () But if you’re going to crack wise in a serious boss fight, please for the love of Gygax take stock of your fellow party members.
Under his attentive look, Ba Si Teng held his breath, concentrating his mind. A while later, Ba Si Teng urged his Profound Qi to flow through his left index finger. The skin on his fingertip had a small cut, as a drop of Gold Blood that looked like a pearl shot out. His soul, spirit, and mind had been condensed into that drop of Gold Blood.
His finger glowed while a robust aura gushed out from it. He used his thought to control the drop, slowly rolling to the God Blood Key on his right palm. When the drop of Gold Blood touched the God Blood Key, gold mist suddenly exuded from the key.
If they hadn’t found the God Blood Key in the Ice Emperor City, not long afterward, the Great Vigor Martial Spirit would have faded, and eventually, it would have become a normal bloodline.
"Thank you," Ba Si Teng took a deep breath, sincerely expressing his gratitude, his eyes filled with appreciation. They were at the Palace of the City Master, the holiest place of the Ice Emperor City.