"Qi and blood spirit rings, although called spirit rings, have nothing to do with spirit power."
"Their essence is the external manifestation of bloodline origin!"
In the sea of consciousness, the little fox recounted knowledge about qi and blood spirit rings.
"External manifestation of bloodline origin?"
This description made Wang Zhong frown deeply. If it weren't for the little fox saying it was related to qi and blood spirit rings, he would have instinctively associated it with spirit bodies upon first hearing it.
Spirit bodies originate from bloodlines!
"Yes. Qi and blood spirit rings are a deeper level of excavation and development of bloodline power. Generally speaking, anyone can condense qi and blood spirit rings!"
"But unfortunately, for humans and some beasts, even if they burn all their blood, they can't condense qi and blood spirit rings."
"Do you know why?"
Wang Zhong frowned slightly, seriously pondering the little fox's question. He finally answered with a guess and a hint of uncertainty, "Because there is no latent power in their bloodlines."
"Or rather, their bloodline power is very weak!"
This answer made the little fox pause, as its answer was significantly different from Wang Zhong's.
"Weak bloodline power, that can also be an answer."
"But my view is that the bloodlines of those humans and spirit beasts are not dense enough! Nor are they domineering enough!"
"Wang Zhong, what do you think a drop of blood can do?"
Wang Zhong didn't answer, quietly waiting for the little fox to continue.
"A drop of blood is very small, but what would you think if I said this drop of blood could dye the sea before you red!"
"If a drop of blood could, from the root, transform a being into another species, what would you think!"
What the little fox said made Wang Zhong's first instinct to retort, saying it was impossible.
But this retort was negated on the spot.
He didn't know about blood that could dye the sea red, but saying a drop of blood could transform a being into another species from the root made Wang Zhong think of an extremely powerful existence.
Dragons!
Dragons give birth to nine sons, each different! Isn't this a true portrayal of the little fox's second statement.
In the entire spirit beast world, how many spirit beasts exhausted everything, just chasing the shadow of dragons, to get closer to them.
Because they knew that the closer they were to the shadow of dragons, the closer they were to the origin of dragons, their strength and talent would become even more formidable.
Transformation into a dragon! This was their lifelong desire.
"Yes, this is the biggest limitation of condensing qi and blood spirit rings!"
"Dilute blood!" the little fox said very solemnly.
"Dilute bloodlines, after burning and refining, cannot form qi and blood spirit rings. Just like a piece of scrap iron, no matter how much it is tempered, it cannot become gold."
Wang Zhong voiced his understanding, which was also recognized by the little fox.
"En, that's a good analogy." The little fox nodded repeatedly in Wang Zhong's mind, very much agreeing with this answer.
But Wang Zhong's own understanding also plunged him into doubt.
"Little fox, according to what you're saying, my blood should also be considered dilute."
"It cannot achieve either of the two points you mentioned. Can I really succeed in condensing a qi and blood spirit ring?"
To this question, the little fox burst into laughter.
"Wang Zhong, why are you now doubting your own abilities and bloodline?"
"I've watched you grow up. Your confidence and pride are not like someone who would have such doubts."
Wang Zhong grinned, sighing with a bitter smile, "Perhaps, I really care too much about this so-called qi and blood spirit ring."
"After all, Ning Wudi's power is deeply ingrained in my heart!"
Such a powerful opponent was the only existence that made him feel despair since he became a spirit master. That golden-red spirit ring that rose from the ground filled him with fear and despair, but also with longing and yearning.
This was the root of Wang Zhong's self-doubt!
He wanted to obtain a qi and blood spirit ring too much.
"Wang Zhong, believe in yourself. Your bloodline being able to support me and the tree is enough to prove its extraordinary nature!" The little fox's tone became solemn again.
"Support?"
Wang Zhong seized on a word, a word that brought him endless confusion.
"Indeed, support!"
"In human terms, I was once a spirit beast, and a very powerful one at that."
"Why I became your spirit body, I don't know, but it's not important. What's important is that after becoming your spirit body, my form hasn't changed, only lost my original power. Don't you find that strange?"
"With my former powerful state, even if your spirit power was at the tenth level at birth, it wouldn't be possible for me not to mutate."
"Of course, this has something to do with choosing not to manifest in the world, but even in slumber, without power supply, mutation and degeneration are unavoidable."
"But I have maintained my original form until you had enough spirit power to allow me to descend!"
"This kind of thing is not something ordinary bloodlines can achieve!"
The little fox's words were filled with emotion and seriousness, and it continued.
"Moreover, spirit bodies originate from bloodlines. I can only be considered an outsider, while your tree spirit body is the most fundamental manifestation of your bloodline."
"Its unrestricted growth potential has astonished even me!"
"With such a spirit body, it's understandable how powerful your bloodline is."
"With such a bloodline as a foundation, if you still can't condense a qi and blood spirit ring, then it would truly be a joke."
"Although the Dragon God is strong, he almost died at my hands. Ning Wudi only obtained a trace of Dragon God's essence blood to barely condense a qi and blood spirit ring. Your bloodline must be stronger than the Dragon God's, and the qi and blood spirit ring you condense will definitely far surpass Ning Wudi's!"
The little fox's last sentence made Wang Zhong's eyes suddenly light up. He remembered something.
After Ning Wudi displayed his qi and blood spirit ring, he mentioned that in the entire Holy Spirit Cult, there were only two people with qi and blood spirit rings: the Left Protector and himself.
Combining this with the little fox's words, Wang Zhong couldn't help but guess, "Little fox, is the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult the Dragon God?"
This question made the little fox fall silent for a long time. It didn't know if it was good or bad to tell Wang Zhong about some of the high-ranking members of the Holy Spirit Cult now.
Finally, it decided to speak.
"No, you're mistaken."
"The leader of the Holy Spirit Cult is not the Dragon God, but the Dragon God is indeed a member of the Holy Spirit Cult."
"The Left Protector!" Wang Zhong blurted out.
The little fox shook its head and denied it, "No."
"It's the Right Protector!"
Since ancient times, the left was honored, and the right was inferior. The Dragon God, as a deity, must be an extremely powerful existence, yet he was relegated to the right.
"Then who is the Left Protector?"
"The Fallen Angel, Qian Jueming!"
Wang Zhong answered, but this answer made Wang Zhong's eyebrows twitch wildly.
His surname is Qian, and he has the name of a fallen angel, could it be that person...
"The first Angel God, who abandoned the light and hope in his heart, transformed from extreme light to extreme darkness, from extreme good to extreme evil, and from the path of saving the world to the method of slaughtering and destroying the world – the fallen one!"
"If I'm not mistaken, the Angelic Sacred Sword fell onto this continent because Qian Jueming attacked a certain Angel God!"