\nAs the radiance of the compass grew, it dispelled the Yin and baleful energy in the house. At the same time, a golden dragon whistled out of the compass, rushing towards Feng Yin.
“See, this was something left behind by the ancestor, a golden dragon transformed by the dragon’s vein. See, see…” said the old man proudly to Martial Uncle Ge.
Martial Uncle Ge looked at the golden dragon in amazement. But he then sneered and said, “It’s not like you made it appear.”
“A master teacher produces a superior disciple. As the saying goes, the azure is better than the blue.” The old man stroked his beard, incredibly proud.
Seeing that these two old men still didn’t forget to bicker, Ning Shu said in a hoarse voice, “Master, let’s attack him together. He can’t hold on for much longer.”