Talented Martial Hero

Chapter 198 Brotherly Love

"The Dragon Saliva Fruit is extremely precious. It was nurtured in the dragon blood pool for thousands

of years. This may be purposeless for ordinary people, but as for you and me, who possesses the

dragon bloodline in our veins, this serves as the most valuable treasure in the world. If one owns an

intact Dragon Saliva Fruit, it can refine his feeble bloodline, and allow it to become extremely pure and

clear. Either that, or it can change his blood into the lower level of the dragon blood," Scott explained.

He then continued, "If my blood can turn into the lower level of the dragon blood, it is certain that I will

reach the Grand Realm in half a year. If I can't change my blood, it can only empower my bloodline and

improve some of my strength, but there is not a slightest chance for me to arrive at the Grand Realm.

In your case, however, the effect of the fruit will be different. Right now, your bloodline is perfectly pure.

Once you arrive at the peak stage of the Wonder Realm, you can refine the fruit and use it to change

your bloodline. After that, with the great power of the dragon blood, I'm sure that you will reach the

Grand Realm! So, you take the fruit. Having it for myself would be such a waste."

As Scott concluded, Darren nodded his head in comprehension.

'It's such an honor to have a brother like him, ' Darren thought. Not many people would be as generous

and selfless as Scott. Darren was deeply moved by this grand gesture. Scott voluntarily gave up his

chance to reach the Grand Realm and offered it to Darren. It was so noble of him to make such a

sacrifice.

No one could change the world in a single stroke, but Scott's kindness made all the difference.

Considering that they knew each other for only a short period, anybody else wouldn't think twice to kill

him when tempted with such a rare treasure. But Scott, the good person that he was, chose the path of

unselfishness. As far as Darren knew, if a person could reach the Grand Realm, it meant that he could

be above everyone else in the world. He would be the real king of the martial world, and everyone

would have to obey his orders. Such a lure of power could be both tempting and daunting. But Scott

resisted such a temptation.

"In that case, you should take the half of the Dragon Saliva Fruit," Darren offered after thinking further.

"Even if your chances are slim, you can still can make an effort and make it work for your advantage.

This is a rare chance for you too, and now is not the time for you to give up. As for me, I have no idea

when I will be arriving at the Wonder Realm. Nothing is settled yet, so I probably won't have the chance

to use it at all," he stated. He looked at Scott and noticed the torn expression etched on his face.

He knew that Scott wanted to refuse him on his offer again. So before Scott could say anything, Darren

feigned anger and boomed, "If you insist on giving it to me, I will think that you are looking down on me

and you are afraid to owe a debt of gratitude to me."

"There's really no changing your mind, huh?" Scott sighed and admitted defeat. He saw right through

the false anger Darren was showing. Scott knew that he was just putting up a front for him to accept his

offer. Scott finally submitted and whispered, "You saved my life twice. I owe it all to you. Without you, I

can no longer exist in this world. So yes, I will take the Dragon Saliva Fruit. If I can reach the Grand

Realm in half a year, I will definitely share my honors with you!" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Ha-ha. Here you go! That's the spirit!" Darren heartily laughed and wrapped his arm around Scott.

"You should take a bite of the fruit right now. After you make a full recovery from the injuries, we can

get out of here as soon as possible." Darren handed the Dragon Saliva Fruit to him.

Scott took the red fruit from his hand, carefully cut off a thin slice and swallowed it. "A slice of the

Dragon Saliva Fruit will be enough to strengthen my bloodline and make me recover from the injuries.

We can get out here in half a day," Scott said.

"Darren, reach out your hand," Scott said before he started to heal his wound again.

Although Darren was clueless and unsure why he was being instructed to do so, he still complied.

The aura of dragon blood inside Scott's body suddenly broke out. It flew directly into Darren's meridians

as Scott held his hands. Scott felt a tremendous pain gushing all over his body. Darren even found that

there was a slight shadow emerging from Scott's back.

Boom!

Darren felt dizzy all of a sudden, and felt as though something strange dashed into his soul.

The whole scene continued for about an hour. When Scott released Darren's hands, Scott looked

deathly pale. He was so exhausted that he nearly fainted and fell on the ground.

"Scott, what happened?" Darren felt worry rise up as he stared astonished at the weakened person in

front of him.

"Darren, have you heard of a particular inheritance skill of the dragons? After you grasp it, you will be

able to share your life and death with another one. Ha-ha." Scott laughed weakly and continued, "You

have saved my life twice. And now, I will enter a contract with you. Under this contract, if you die, I will

die with you."

Darren was at a loss for words. It meant that if Darren was in danger, Scott would do anything to save

him.

But what Darren didn't know was that the contract was unilateral. It meant that Scott's death would

have no influence on Darren. It would only work both ways if both parties possessed that particular

inheritance skill and voluntarily made the contract. Since Darren didn't have that inheritance skill, and

he was unaware of the events, the effects would only influence Scott.

"I promise you, from now on, I will try my best to protect our lives." Darren smiled faintly. A determined

look could be seen in his eyes.

"Of course. And remember, from now on, you're my brother," Scott declared and returned his smile. He

was grateful for the newly forged brotherhood they both shared.

"Okay, Scott." Darren was elated to have a big brother like him. He furrowed his brows as if thinking

hard and murmured, "Scott, I owe you an explanation about my demonic transformation."

"You don't have to hurry. You can tell me when we get out of here. Now, you are my brother, who

shares my life with me. There is no need to care about those trifle details, and I know you are a nice

and trustworthy guy." As Scott finished, he began to cure his body.

…

It took half a day for Scott to completely recover from his injuries and strengthen his bloodline with the

help of the Dragon Saliva Fruit.

Previously, Scott got in a fight with a black armored man who was as strong as a Grand Realm

cultivator. He was able to escape the danger because he had extremely tough body conditions.

Otherwise, facing a grand warrior like that, it was certain that he would be killed in one blow. There was

an enormous gap between the one who arrived at the Grand Realm and the one who came very close.

Their power and strength were totally different.

After Scott woke up, he and Darren had a long chat. Darren told him about the truth of his demonic

transformation skill, and recounted how he entered the forbidden area of the Dragon Sect.

Scott was taken aback by what Darren said. "It was you who entered the forbidden area! To be honest,

I was still worried before you told me the truth," Scott said.

"Ha-ha. At that time, I was chased by some powerful guy. So I had no choice but to run into that place."

Darren smiled softly.

"In our clan, there is a rule that has been handed down from generation to generation. It requires us to

protect the forbidden area, and prevent creatures that have fresh blood from entering the area. It is

everyone's responsibility to protect the forbidden area in every Holy Land. But we don't know what is in

that area. Do you know anything about it?" Scott asked. He was determined to know what was the

secret behind the forbidden area.

Each Holy Lord of the eight Holy Lands had to undergo an extremely rigorous selection. The most

important requirement for the Holy Lord was to protect the forbidden area, whatever the cost. If he

couldn't deliver on his promise, he would be overturned as the Lord of the Holy Land. As the Holy Lord

of the Dragon Holy Land, Scott also took the responsibility to protect the forbidden area. But he also

had no idea what was lurking inside. He also didn't know what ways he could do to find out. The only

thing he was sure of was that the Holy Land actually came from the witchers.

"I do know a thing or two about the forbidden area. Let me tell you everything I know. Scott, have you

heard of the witchers?" Darren asked. Scott's eyes lit up in expectation of what he was about to learn.

Darren told Scott everything he knew about the forbidden area. As he finished telling his story, it left

Scott completely dumbfounded.

"I see. So the witchers do exist in the world. And the great war happened a long time ago was also

true. No wonder the eight Holy Lands have such high statuses and good reputations, it is all because

the witchers had chosen us. But I guess there must have had other reasons for it. Otherwise, the

witchers would not choose our clan and those groups in the first place," Scott analyzed. He stroked his

chin as he processed the new information he just heard.

"Maybe you're right about that. But we should get out of here soon, I have a friend waiting for me

outside and I don't know how he is. What's more, I have been here for a long time. Elsa is going to be

worried about me." Darren gave Scott an anxious look.

"Okay, Let's go," Scott agreed. They both flew towards the lake.

When they got there, they were faced with a strange vortex. Scott transferred his aura of dragon blood

and blew towards it. A door emerged from the water, emitting blinding rays of light. They were both

enveloped by the light, and with that, they disappeared.

Darren had never seen those people who had first stepped their feet into this place. Probably because

they were all buried in the dust and dirt so that no one could find out again. Staring deep into the void,

he felt that this place was as vast as a world, and he would never figure out the infinite secrets it

beheld.