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The first thousand two hundred and ninety-three chapters detect blood

Only Xia Qingchen was extremely calm.

The so-called descendants of gods are not surprising in his eyes.

The gods in the sky are as numerous as the stars. How many are their descendants? How many descendants are prosperous and as powerful as their ancestors?

Xiahou Shenmen and Yuwen Shenmen in Tianyue Ridge are also the existences whose ancestors became gods.

But so what?

They have declined to the point where they live in a corner, and are so weak that even a strong mid-moon person can destroy them.

As for the Huang family, it has only been a short time since their ancestors became gods, and future generations can rely on the remnants of their ancestors' divine bloodline. They have long since ceased to exist.

Otherwise, has there ever been a strong person in the Japanese realm in their family?

I'm afraid that in the contemporary Huang family, whether there is even a big moon is a problem.

There are countless such divine families in the world, but Xia Qingchen really doesn't even notice them.

Huang Conglong spoke again and looked directly at Xia Yuan: "Don't blame me, the Huang family, for not giving you a chance. Even if your son has a trace of the Huang family's god blood, I can recognize you as father and son."

"But if not, don't blame us for being ruthless!" Huang Conglong said calmly: "We have different levels and cannot be forcibly integrated. You should understand this truth."

"My Huang family's status is destined to be unable to accommodate mediocre people."

With these words, Xia Yuan's heart eased slightly and he fell into a long period of despair again.

If Xia Qingchen had even the slightest bit of divine blood, how could he be mediocre before the age of eighteen?

"How about it, do you have any objections?" Huang Conglong's eyes bounced back and forth on Xia Qingchen and Xia Yuan, like a god who gave them opportunities, waiting for their decision.

Xia Qingchen was silent. There was no need for testing, because if he had the blood of a god, he would have discovered it long ago.

Xia Yuan can no longer see Huang Yanran.

Of course, it's only temporary.

After Xia Qingchen has completely eliminated the Yu clan, he will turn the Huang family upside down and dig out Huang Yanran.

He looked at Xia Yuan and let Xia Yuan make his own choice.

Presumably Xia Yuan would hold on to the last bit of luck and let Xia Qingchen try it no matter what?

"That's all, let's go." However, unexpectedly, Xia Yuan said dejectedly and gave up.

"Father, I can try." Xia Qingchen said with a complicated expression.

Xia Yuan shook his head, steeled himself, and cast a kind look on Xia Qingchen: "That's enough! You have given everything you have to reunite your mother and me, there is no need to be wronged anymore."

Knowing that the result is likely to be failure, why let Xia Qingchen be manipulated by Huang and his son again?

Xia Qingchen was silent for a long time, sighing silently in her heart, and then turned to look at Huang Conglong: "You heard what my father said, please."

Since the Huang family is determined, there is no need to continue to waste words between them.

The young man put away the painting fan in his hand and stretched: "It would be great to be like this earlier. Everyone will be relaxed."

But Huang Conglong still sat firmly. He fumbled with the ancient octagonal mirror and looked at Xia Qingchen thoughtfully. After a moment, he said: "Xia Qingchen, it's better to give it a try. What if you have a trace of divine blood?"

It's not that he cherishes his talent, but his father's order is to test the authenticity of Xia Qingchen's bloodline.

If you don't even get tested and just go back like this, there will be no way to make a difference.

Although in his opinion, the result is the same whether it is checked or not.

Xia Qingchen looked at the ancient octagonal mirror and was silent for a moment: "Bring it here."

Huang Conglong handed the ancient mirror over and said, "Take a drop of blood essence and drop it on the center of the ancient mirror. If it contains the blood of my ancestors of the Huang family, the ancient mirror will naturally react."

Xia Qingchen took it and frowned slightly: "This ancient mirror may not be able to accurately detect the results. It seems that other things can also touch this mirror."

Because he discovered that this mirror is a multi-functional nirvana that not only detects blood, but also detects spiritual power.

If the spiritual power reaches a certain limit, it can still cause the octagonal ancient mirror to react.

The young man disagreed: "Can you pull it off? Our Huang family has inherited the ancient mirror for detecting bloodline for more than 1,500 years. You are the only one who sees the problem?"

But compared to him, Huang Conglong's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Xia Qingchen with a hint of confusion.

After a pause, he said: "This mirror does have another function, but it cannot be activated. It can only detect blood vessels. You can rest assured about the test results."

It is recorded in the Huang Family Secret Code that the ancient octagonal mirror can also detect spiritual power.

However, the mental power must reach the level of a god before the octagonal ancient mirror can react, so this function can be ignored.

He just didn't quite understand why Xia Qingchen seemed to have discovered that this mirror had another function. Was it just speculation?

The young man was startled. Even he didn't know that the ancient octagonal mirror really had some other functions, but Xia Qingchen could see it at a glance.

He felt a little embarrassed and said displeasedly: "If you want to get tested, do it right away. Don't delay."

Xia Qingchen raised his eyes, looked at Huang Conglong, thought for a while, and then returned the ancient mirror: "Sorry, I'd better not test it, so as not to damage your ancient mirror."

It is indeed impossible for a mortal to trigger the ancient octagonal mirror, but Xia Qingchen is not a mortal.

Moreover, not only is he not a mortal, he is also the king of gods.

Although his soul power is not at its peak state, it is still higher than that of ordinary gods. If this ancient mirror is really activated, some accidents may occur.

Maybe, the ancient octagonal mirror will be damaged.

Once this happens, if the Huang family is arrogant and unreasonable and asks him to compensate, it will be another trouble.

"I said, do you know how valuable my time with my father is?" The young man's eyebrows were furrowed and he had an impatient look on his face, as if staying here for any longer would be an insult to his respected status.

Xia Qingchen looked at him and said calmly: "If your time is precious, why did it take you two days to reach just a small distance?"

I only had a cup of tea when I came to Xiahou Mansion, so I complained that my time was wasted, but I drove slowly for two days and didn't feel it was a waste.

Rather than saying that he felt his time was being wasted, it would be better to say that he was tired of being with them and felt that his status had been lowered, so he was impatient.

"Why are you talking to me?" The young man slapped his fan, his anger showing slightly.

Huang Conglong waved his hand and said calmly: "If you want to win the title, pay attention to your identity."

Huang Wending, who was about to get angry, immediately realized that he had lost his temper and shook his head secretly: "Why are you arguing with him again? Hey, I don't have enough concentration."

Huang Conglong did not take back the ancient octagonal mirror and said calmly: "But it doesn't hurt to try."

Xia Qingchen was silent for a while and took out a crystal. This was a voice recording.

"If you damage your Huang family's ancient octagonal mirror, will you pursue it?" Xia Qingchen asked.

Huang Conglong looked at the voice recording and said indifferently: "Boy, are you insulting our Huang family? Will our Huang family go back on your word?"

Xia Qingchen's face was expressionless: "If you can ruin a twenty-year contract, don't talk to me about credibility. Just answer the question and ask whether you will be held accountable."

His move can be said to be very disrespectful to Huang Conglong.

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