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Thinking about what Long Yan had told her about Dragon Pass, Feng Zhi took a deep breath, nodded at Long Yan, and then took out a small, exquisite jade bottle.

He pulled the cork out of the bottle and gently poured the liquid into the bottle.

A drop of golden colored blood was poured out from the jade bottle, and then, it steadily floated in front of Feng Zhi