75 Pearl of the Flood Dragon. The Residence of the Nine Supremes

Yun Yang held the scented sachet in his hands, feeling somewhat despondent as he watched Ji Ling leave without even a single glance backward. Sighing, he kept the scented sachet into his robe and began to walk.

Suddenly, he felt Emmie grow increasingly agitated.

"What is it?" Yun Yang was sensitive to such changes, "Could something be amiss with this scented sachet?"

Holding the scented sachet in his hands once again, he pressed it lightly. Indeed, there was a round bead inside, rolling about in his palm.

Yun Yang was bewildered.

Opening the sachet, he could see a round pearl among the spices. It was the size of the pad of a little finger, glowing with a faint radiance while subtly exuding a soft fragrance.

Holding it in the middle of his palm, an iridescent overcast dazzled on the surface of the pearl. As it turned, a tiny green dragon could be seen gliding away through the clouds, puffing heavy columns of smoke.

"Pearl of the Flood Dragon!"

Yun Yang was stunned!