Chapter 775: Third Mythical Talent, [Bloodline of Yan and Huang]!

The words of the Ageless Old Man

stirred Su Yu's spirit with excitement.

Such an existence,

even if he casually pulled out some trash,

would count as a treasure to him, a new lord.

But...

what could he offer to attract the Ageless Old Man's attention?

Mythical equipment, 【Twelve-Winged Holy Protection】?

Or a mythical domain item, 【Seven-Colored Glazed Vase】~?

No, none of those would do.

Things currently of vital importance to him,

absolutely could not be traded away.

Otherwise,

fearing the one-in-a-thousand chance, but dreading the ten-thousandth,

if this Ageless Old Man had some peculiar fetish,

collecting strange things,

then trading mythical equipment for it,

wouldn't he be left crying too late?

"I wonder, old sir... what things interest you?"

Su Yu tentatively asked a question.

To this question, the Ageless Old Man gave no answer,

merely staring at Su Yu, smiling without speaking.

This left Su Yu in a dilemma,

if the item he offered for exchange,

was too inferior for the Ageless Old Man and seen as an insult, what then?

Suddenly,

Su Yu thought of an item,

high in grade, yet of little use.

An Epic-grade, Xiong Xiong plush toy.

"How about this one?"

Su Yu, holding a brown plush bear, asked the Ageless Old Man.

Seeing this,

the Ageless Old Man paused for a moment,

then laughed and said, "You use something a little girl likes to trade with me for something?"

"Uh."

Su Yu used his Lord Terminal to retrieve the Xiong Xiong plush toy,

scratching his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Never mind. Judging by your appearance, you have no good things either."

The Ageless Old Man shook his head:

"Let it be owed for now."

"I shall bestow a gift upon you, as a meeting gift between realm seats."

"In the future, if you obtain any good things, just don't forget this old man."

Speaking thus, the Ageless Old Man reached out and slashed the void; darkness spawned a crack.

"Thank you, fore... thank you, old sir!"

Su Yu clasped his hands and bowed.

He hadn't expected such good fortune;

if one can get something for free, naturally it is sweet.

Su Yu excitedly rubbed his small hands together.

The Ageless Old Man regarded him thoughtfully for a while.

"I observe your body and bloodline are very ordinary."

"Ordinary means pure."

"Your ancestors have never shown any trace of cultivation; in the Ten Thousand Worlds, this is almost an unimaginable thing."

"That is to say, across countless billions of years, amidst various upheavals and calamities in the Ten Thousand Worlds, ordinary, common lives have still passed down their descendants."

"Truly inconceivable."

The Ageless Old Man sighed in admiration.

Su Yu listened patiently; as a transmigrator, he naturally possessed no bloodline power.

"I would even believe you are newly born wisdom life."

The Ageless Old Man smiled,

"Your bloodline has great plasticity."

"Although you have cultivated the Light Divine Art, transforming your own bloodline."

"But for such a pure bloodline, even the Light God's Art would be somewhat of a waste."

"You can wield the power of Darkness as well, can you not?"

The Immortal Old Man asked.

"Yes."

As Su Yu spoke, black flames ignited in his hand.