Chapter 2242


    Quintina’s voice called out to him once more.


    Yoan returned to his senses. He looked at Quintina troubledly and said, “A-Actually, I’vee here


    to ask for a drop of Ancient Blood.”


    “Ancient Blood?” Quintina stood up abruptly.


    She looked at Yoan with a strange expression and said, “Sir Yoan, I’m afraid there’s a bit you don’t


    know about the Ancient Blood. When our n’s ancestor was on the verge of death, he used his


    entire life’s cultivation to create the Ancient Blood. It’s only beneficial to our n’s disciples. If you’re


    not a disciple of our n, the Ancient Blood is useless to you. The Ancient Blood’s power is


    exceedingly savage. You’ll explode and die instantly if you’re not a disciple of our n.”


    James interjected. “It can’t be that bad, right?”


    Hearing this, Quintina nced at James.


    Yoan quickly interrupted, “I’m sorry my disciple couldn’t control his mouth. Please forgive him.”


    Quintina gently waved her hand. She could not be bothered arguing with James, but since she had


    never seen him before, she asked out of curiosity, “Is he a newly recruited disciple of yours?”


    Yoan replied, “Yeah. He’s a disciple that has been recently epted into our sect. Since the Grand


    Tournament is soon upon us, I wanted to ask for a drop of Ancient Blood to help him improve his


    rank to participate in the tournament.”


    Yoan replied honestly without hiding his intention.


    “I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you.”


    Quintina sat down and said softly, “Aside from the Ancient Blood being our n’s treasure, there


    isn’t much that remains from ancient times. Only the most outstanding disciples in our n are


    permitted to consume it, let alone outsiders.”


    “Moreover, your disciple won’t be able to absorb and refine the Ancient Blood even if I allow him to


    have it. I’m worried he’ll most likely explode and die instantly after consuming it.”


    Yoan did not know much about the Ancient Blood.


    However, Quintina’s arguments were sound.


    Disappointment filled his wrinkled face.


    Their trip to the Ancient n was in vain.


    Seemingly seeing through Yoan’s disappointment, Quintina smiled and said, “Well…”


    Yoan showed slight anticipation as he asked, “Well, what?”


    Quintina asked, “Do you know why I returned to the Ancient n?”


    Yoan shook his head in response.


    Quintina exined, “There’s a miraculous ce in the Ancient n called the Pagoda of mes.


    It’s an underground tower with eighteen floors. The Pagoda of mes contains extremely powerful


    energy, and it’s opened to visitors every fifty years.


    “There are only ten people allowed to enter each time.


    “Apetition will be held topete over a chance to enter the Pagoda of mes. Even though


    I’m the n leader''s daughter, I’ll still have to enter and defeat other disciples for the opportunity to


    enter the Pagoda of mes.”Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    While speaking, she nced at James.


    A smile formed on her face, then she said, “Since you’re going to be participating in the Grand


    Tournament, you must be pretty strong. I can give you permission to participate in our n’s


    competition. If you can rank amongst the top ten, you’ll obtain the chance to enter the Pagoda of


    mes to cultivate. Being able to enter the Pagoda of mes to cultivate is almost equivalent to


    consuming the Ancient Blood.”


    Hearing this, Yoan asked ecstatically, “Really?”


    Quintina replied, “Of course. I would never lie to you, Sir Yoan. I returned to my n to prove my


    worth to enter the Pagoda of mes. I’d like to cultivate within the Pagoda of mes for some time


    before participating in the Grand Tournament.”


    After speaking, she turned to James again.


    “I’ve already given you the opportunity. Whether you can seize it or not depends on your own


    capabilities.”


    James knew the Ancient n was the most powerful n in the world. Thus, their disciples were


    undoubtedly remarkable.


    “Are there any restrictions on the people participating in thepetition?” asked James.


    Quintina replied, “The Pagoda of mes opens only once every fifty years. Disciples that are under


    the age of fifty are all eligible to participate in thepetition.”


    Hearing this, James heaved a sigh of relief.


    There were no cultivators that posed a threat to him under the age of 50.


    “Thank you, Ms. Quintina. Since you’ve permitted me to participate in thispetition, I’ll do my


    best to end up in the top ten and ensure I don’t embarrass you,” James promised with a resolution.


    “Ha.” Quintina chuckled and said, “I merely permitted you to participate because of Sir Yoan.


    Whether or not you sessfully earn the chance to enter the Pagoda of mes and cultivate there


    will depend on your own efforts.”


    After she finished speaking, Quintina stood up and said, “Sir Yoan, although I’ve arbitrarily


    decidedon this matter, I’ll still have to report it to our n’s elders. I’ll send someone to lead you to a


    room to stay in for the time being. Meanwhile, I’ll report this matter to my elders and get back to


    you.”


    After speaking, Quintina left.


    Immediately afterward, several servants walked in and led Yoan and James out of the reception


    hall.