Just like before, the God Spirit Touch swallowed another drop of Han Sen's blood. The four of them waited for a while, but the God Spirit Touch didn't react. It remained motionless at the bottom of the jar. If they hadn't seen it swallow the blood, they would have thought it was dead.
The man frowned. He looked confused. He picked up the God Spirit Touch and looked at it again, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it.
"Weird. No matter how bad it is, it shouldn't have an armor talent." The man looked at it over and over again, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it.
"Is the God Spirit Touch so old that it can't even shed its skin?"
Exquisite paused and went on to say, "This God Spirit Touch was the first God Spirit Touch our alpha obtained. Before our alpha passed away, he put it here as a test. I don't know how long it has been here, but maybe it's just too old."
The man shook his head and said, "That's impossible. When Bixi brought Yu Shan-shin back, he did a test here. He was fine then. How could he have died so suddenly?"
"Aside from that, what else could it be?
There is no way Han Sen doesn't even have an armor talent, "Exquisite said.
The man knew that was impossible. If someone didn't have an armor talent, they couldn't have become King class. If Han Sen was already King class, no matter how bad his talent was, it couldn't have been lower than an armor talent.
"That's weird."
The man hesitated. He reached out his finger and squeezed out a drop of his blood. He put it next to the God Spirit Touch's mouth. He wanted to see if there was something wrong with the God Spirit Touch.
But the God Spirit Touch, which had just eaten Han Sen's blood, didn't move. It didn't react to the man's blood. It was like it had dementia.
"Is it really that old?" The man looked at the God Spirit Touch, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
"It has lived for a long time. It is a hundred times longer than an ordinary God Spirit Touch. It is normal for it to be old," Exquisite said.
The man quietly said, "I can't test it now, and I don't have a God Spirit Touch with me. It looks like I'll have to go back to the tribe and apply for one. Then, I can test it."
"There's no need to test him anymore. I've already decided to make him my silkworm. It doesn't matter how many armor grades he has," Exquisite said calmly.
"But …"
The man wanted to say something, but Ling Long interrupted him. "No buts. I can decide who I want to be my silkworm."
The man opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. He smiled and said, "If you have decided to choose him as your silkworm, then there is no problem. Let's go to the altar."
After saying that, the man led the way and continued to climb up the mountain.
It was not until they reached the palace at the top of the mountain that the man said, "Linglong, I will wait for you outside. If you need anything, just tell me."
"Then I'll have to trouble Second Senior Brother to take care of this child. I like this child very much. Don't let her suffer." Ling Long pointed at Bao 'er and said.
"Don't worry, Ling Long. I won't let her suffer," the man quickly said.
"Bao 'er, wait for me here. Don't be naughty. Do you understand?"
Han Sen put Bao 'er down. With Bao' er's personality and power, if the man wanted to do something bad, it was hard to tell who would suffer.
"Bao 'er is very good." Bao' er looked very good.
Han Sen stroked her head and followed her into the palace.
After they entered the palace, the door closed behind them. Han Sen saw that the palace was empty. There was only an altar, so he asked, "Your Second Senior Brother seems different from the rest of you."
"When the children of the Very High are born, they are divided into two groups. One group practices the Very High Sense. The other group practices other geno arts based on their preferences and talents. Brother Bixi and I practice the Very High Sense. Second Senior Brother Liyu Zhen practices the other group."
"Why are they divided like this?" Han Sen asked with curiosity.
Ling Long's body froze. Then, as if nothing had happened, she said, "Practicing the Very High Sense will make one less sensitive to the emotions and desires of the world. It is not good for the continuation of our race."
Han Sen now understood why they were divided like this. It was to ensure the continuation of the race. Otherwise, the Very High were like robots. They wouldn't have been able to reproduce to this day.
Han Sen raised his head and looked at the altar. The shape of the altar was strange. In the center of the altar was a big jade stove. Aside from that, there was nothing else.
"Put a drop of your blood into the stove," Ling Long said. She reached out her finger and put a drop of blood into the stove.
Han Sen already knew what to do from Sky Palace Leader. Without hesitation, he put a drop of his own blood into the stove.
After the two drops of blood entered the jade stove, the jade stove lit up. The interior of the stove was glowing. It was like the light of the universe was rolling around inside.
Han Sen looked at the jade stove with curiosity. Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, the aura and light coming out of the jade stove was enough to make him feel like he was in the universe.
When the light inside the jade stove started to flow, the light gathered on the outside of the jade stove. The symbol was an equilateral triangle.
When the light inside the stove started to change, the light of the triangle grew brighter. But the opposite was true. The light inside the stove started to go out. It was like the light had gathered on the triangle.
When the triangular pattern was as bright as the sun, Exquisite said, "Put your hand on the triangular pattern."
"Which hand?" Han Sen asked, blinking.
"Whatever," Ling Long said.
"Men on the left, women on the right. Then, I'll put my left hand on the triangle." After that, Han Sen put his hand on the triangle.
Suddenly, he felt as if his left hand was being burned. He pulled his hand back and saw that the triangular symbol on the stove had lost its light. Instead, there was a triangular symbol on his left hand. It was glowing.
When the burning sensation on his hand disappeared, the triangle faded away. In the end, it was gone.
"Is that it?" Han Sen asked, looking at Ling Long with curiosity.
"It is done." Ling Long nodded.
Han Sen knew Ling Long should be able to feel all of his feelings and thoughts. She could feel all of his seven senses. He rolled his eyes.
Before Han Sen could do anything, Ling Long's face turned red. She shouted, "Stop!"
"You can really feel my thoughts," Han Sen said, looking at Ling Long.