If Blackie could draw the spirit qi released by dragon-species feys within a certain range into the Spirit Qi Imprint, Lin Yuan had to strive for it even if only a trace of it was drawn. This was because every additional trace of spirit qi in the Spirit Qi Imprint would be Lin Yuan’s trump card.
It could be said that almost all dragon-species feys could release spirit qi. The size of some rare dragon-species feys that could release spirit qi would certainly not be small.
Therefore, the most suitable for Lin Yuan was these Spirit-Siphon Goldfish that had a trace of the dragon-species bloodline.
He could nurture these Telescope Spirit-Siphon Goldfish with a trace of dragon-species bloodline, just like how he had nurtured Blackie from a Spirit-Siphon Goldfish into a Spirit-Gather Goldfish.
When these Telescope Spirit-Siphon Goldfish activated the trace of dragon-species bloodline within their bodies, Blackie could increase the spirit qi in the Spirit Qi Imprint with its exclusive skill faster.
Lin Yuan carefully sensed the range Blackie’s exclusive skill could reach to absorb other dragon species feys’ released spirit qi.
He found that the range was actually very small and not even half the spirit pool area, but he did not care.
The range would keep extending after Blackie became a Fantasy Breed.
After Morbius’ grade increased, the spirit pool area would also become bigger, which could meet Blackie’s constantly expanding range of drawing spirit qi.
There were many colors of Telescope Spirit-Siphon Goldfish, with the most common being the red ones. However, Lin Yuan intended to choose black for all the Telescope Spirit-Siphon Goldfish that he would carefully nurture in the future and activate their dragon-species bloodlines in the spirit pool.
This way, the spirit pool would have the feeling of a Black Dragon Pool.
After Lin Yuan and Blackie got close to each other for a while, he let it warm up properly in the spirit pool.
Although Blackie’s bloodline had undergone a qualitative metamorphosis, its current mental state was not good. The pain it had endured would not disappear just because its bloodline had undergone a metamorphosis.
Thus, Blackie still needed some time to warm up before it could recover to its best state.
Since the dragon-species bloodline was dominant in Blackie’s body, when Lin Yuan nurtured it, besides feeding it the Butterfly Shell flowers to warm its bloodline, he could also feed it some dragon essence blood every once in a while.
Previously, Lin Yuan did not dare to feed Blackie dragon essence blood because he was afraid that the dragon-species bloodline in its body was too thin.
Rashly giving it the dragon essence blood to enhance it would likely cause the trace of dragon-species bloodline in its body unable to suppress the energy in the essence blood. But now, the concentration of the dragon-species bloodline in Blackie’s body was strong enough.
The bloodline of dragon-species feys was divided into ancient dragons and flood dragons. Regardless of which dragon-species bloodline it was, it could be called the main dragon species when it became a stronger bloodline.
Flood dragons were the rarest between the two dragon-species feys. Thus, it was not simple for Lin Yuan to feed Blackie flood dragon essence blood that it could take.
Although Blackie had reached Legend, it was still a Bronze fey. It would be the most suitable to feed it Silver flood dragon essence blood. However, most flood dragons’ grades were rather high.
Blackie’s situation was completely unexpected. The dragon-species bloodline in Blackie’s body could never have reached such a level without the Legend Dragon’s Mouth Orchid flower. Unfortunately, Silver flood dragon essence blood was very rare.
Where would Lin Yuan find it?
He could not just wait for the Bronze/Legend Dragon’s Mouth Orchid to bloom a flower four months later, nurture a Silver flood dragon-species fey, and use its essence blood to feed Blackie.
Regardless of whether Lin Yuan could use the Dragon’s Mouth Orchid flower to nurture a Silver flood dragon-species fey, he would not do so even if he could.
Therefore, this Silver flood dragon-species fey’s essence blood would become his next target after he used ten Flower Brocade Pearls to exchange for 100 mid-grade strange flames.
When Lin Yuan was about to store Hu Quan’s Bronze/Legend Wood Weaving House Centipede in the Diamond fey storage box and leave the Spirit Lock spatial zone, he realized that it was confronting the crane-species fey that had yet to develop its genetic model. It was that little gray fellow.
Lin Yuan glanced and understood what was going on. He had been accompanying Blackie in the purification of its bloodline and simply had not paid attention that this Wood Weaving House Centipede had targeted the Cinnabar Sweet Osmanthus.
The Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree was clearly more delicious than the Cinnabar Sweet Osmanthus for the Wood Weaving House Centipede.
However, it did not dare to have any ideas about the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree. Chimey was lying in the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree’s nest while purifying its bloodline and raising its quality.
The strange flames sealed between the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree’s branches alone could make the Wood Weaving House Centipede feel deadly danger.
Among the 130 golden leaves sealed with the mid-grade strange flames on top of the tree, the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree and Chimey had absorbed the golden flames in more than 30 golden leaves.
The Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree could burn the Wood Weaving House Centipede into ashes by releasing a mid-grade strange flame. Therefore, the Wood Weaving House Centipede had targeted the Cinnabar Sweet Osmanthus.
However, the little gray fellow had regarded the Cinnabar Sweet Osmanthus as its nest. It had never felt warmth since birth and would fight with its life to protect all the warmth it could feel. Hence, this little gray fellow had confronted the Bronze X/Legend Wood Weaving House Centipede.
The Wood Weaving House Centipede was docile by nature, and the Gold Wind Speed Rapid Antelope had been guarding at the side. As a result, the Wood Weaving House Centipede had not attacked.
Although this little gray fellow looked rather big, it was still a Normal I/Normal fey that had yet to develop its genetic model.
Lin Yuan looked at its fierce look and went forward to store the Wood Weaving House Centipede in the fey storage box.
When this little gray fellow saw that Lin Yuan had helped it chase away the bad guy, it trotted over to him and used its head and neck to rub against his palm.
Lin Yuan rubbed its head and said, “Good boy. Don’t be afraid. Gray is the bravest!”
When he had left the Spirit Lock spatial zone last night, he had given this little fellow a name.
When he first saw it, it was all gray, so he thought that he would call it Gray.