The moment the Black Thorn's Essence Bead fell into Ling Luo's hand, the bloody memory fragments that emerged in Xuanyuan Yu's mind also disappeared.
He shook his head, stretched out a hand, and rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling a pain in his head.
"Luo'er, what is that?" Xuanyuan Yu gasped slightly, and his voice was a little weak.
"Oh, this." A faint smile appeared on Ling Luo's lips, and she told Xuanyuan Yu in detail what happened in the second entrance exam for freshmen.
Xuanyuan Yu listened attentively, frowned slightly, and murmured: "The black thorn, an ancient relic? How come I have never heard of it."
"I have never heard of it before. There is always a layer of evil in this kind of thing." Ling Luo's eyes flashed with a hint of worry, and he fixed his gaze on the essence bead in his hand and said, "
I always feel that this is something beyond my control.”
Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "How about leaving it to me. This bead makes me feel very uncertain. It's better not to keep it with you, Luo'er."
"Okay." Ling Luo handed the Black Thorn's Essence Bead to Xuanyuan Yu without hesitation, and said, "Yu, your cultivation level is much higher than mine. It's most appropriate for you to take care of it."
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Xuanyuan Yu took out the essence bead from Ling Luo's hand, and a very familiar dark aura spread into his skin, along his meridians, and penetrated into his bones and blood.
Ling Luo closed his eyes and said, "I'll give it a try to see if I can terminate the master-servant contract with Black Thorn."
The master-servant contractual relationship is concluded through the soul and is imprinted in the spiritual realm.
Soon, Ling Luo erased the contract imprint about the Black Thorn from the spiritual realm.
"Yu, if you drop your own blood on the black thorn essence pearl, you can recognize the master." Ling Luo explained.
Xuanyuan Yu followed Ling Luo's method and broke his finger. A few drops of blood fell on the Jingyuan Pearl and gradually seeped into it.
Suddenly, Black Thorn's Essence Bead burst out with a divine light. The bead was trembling continuously, as if it was very happy.
Xuanyuan Yu was stunned for a moment.
After recognizing his master, that inexplicable feeling of darkness hit his heart again, and the bloody and broken memories reappeared intermittently in his mind.
"Yu, why does your face look so ugly?" Ling Luo keenly noticed the strangeness of Xuanyuan Yu.
Xuanyuan Yu's face turned a little pale and he said, "I don't know what's going on, but I feel very tired."
Ling Luo said casually, "The first time I accidentally let the Black Thorn drink my blood, I fainted on the spot. If it weren't for the two senior brothers from the Shengdan Hall who saved me, I might have been in trouble."
Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand and covered his forehead, already starting to feel dizzy.
Ling Luo was extremely worried, stretched out a hand, held Xuanyuan Yu's arm, and said quickly: "How about I send you back to Shengjin Hall to rest first."
"Yes." Xuanyuan Yu did not refuse, leaning slightly on Ling Luo, and the two of them walked down the mountain together, holding each other.
This was the first time that Ling Luo stepped into the Holy Golden Hall openly.
I was sneaking around last night and couldn't see the whole picture of Shengjin Hall clearly, but now I was shocked when I saw it.
The purity of the spiritual energy on the Holy Golden Peak is countless times richer than that of the Holy Fire Hall. The mountains are beautiful and the water is beautiful, making it an excellent place for cultivation.