'So this is a Racial Bloodline Bud?'
"Hah... Thank you..." Shirel collapsed back onto the bed, utterly drained.
'She actually thanked me.'
Zhao Chi was surprised, but his attention was fixed on the small, orb-like Bloodline Bud.
[You have obtained an item.]
[Primordial Angel Bloodline Bud x1]
'What?'
'How is this an Angel's Bloodline Bud?'
'Is she an Angel?'
'Isn't she an Elf?'
Zhao Chi stared at Shirel, stunned.
Shirel lay motionless on the bed.
Her fair skin was covered in sweat.
Half was from what Zhao Chi had just done, and the other half was from the creation of the Bloodline Bud.
Seeing Zhao Chi's expression, Gu Qing knew something was wrong.
"My Lord, what's wrong?"
Zhao Chi handed the Angel Bloodline Bud to Gu Qing. "Take a look for yourself."
Gu Qing took it.
She wiped the blood off the Bloodline Bud before inspecting it.
Her eyes widened in astonishment.
She turned and stared at Shirel.
