The Inheritance Ground…

"I found this…" Quinn said, stretching his right hands forward. Then, he used his fingers to poke open his right arm, as droplets of blood rolled down and a key covered a small golden barrier popped out of Quinn's arm.

"The Key To The Ancestral Ground…" Old Man Mang said, his voice unknowingly shaking, as he gently carried the key with both hands, like it was the greatest treasure of all treasures.

"Hmmm, it has bonded with you?" Old Man Mang asked with a raised eyebrow as Quinn suddenly stretched his hands forward and the key levitated from Old Man Mang's hands and rolled around him.

"Even I don't understand how, but I'm not complaining…" Quinn said with a cheeky smile as the golden key revolved around him, shinning with a bright halo that made him more great than ever.