Immortal Bloodline
Yuan Yuyan withdrew her gaze, glanced at Shen Ling, and said calmly, "His karma is too chaotic; it's best not to step into the final stage. The cultivators who came to the Extreme Sea today contain all the keys; none will be missing."
Mo Zuili breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it wasn't Shen Ling. Otherwise, her senior brother would have just exchanged cultivation techniques with her and then been dragged into the conflict...
Mo Zuili still didn't want the male lead to die.
A number of cultivators had already gathered around Shen Ling, their faces full of doubt.
Ao Xue from the Yunmiao Sect stood not far away, and a disciple beside her asked in a low voice, "Senior Sister, what is the young master of the Mo family doing? Why is he suddenly exchanging cultivation techniques with that demon?"
Ao Xue glanced at the words "demon" on the stone tablet, then at Mo Zuili and Shen Ling in the center of the arena, and gently shook her head: "I don't know either."
Many people were confused, and some of the bolder ones tried to step forward to ask, but were deterred by the aura of Mo Yuan and Qing Shan Yue.
Mo Zuili's spiritual energy subtly emanated from her body, and Shen Qingxing stood not far from her side.
A demon cultivator tried to make a sneaky move, but was instantly frozen in place by Shen Qingxing's cold glance.
No one dared to ask any more questions, and Mo Zuili and Shen Ling stood facing each other.
Changing cultivation methods is inherently dangerous. A cultivator's cultivation method is like a foundation, which can only be used smoothly in conjunction with their own spiritual root. Now that both of them have reached the Foundation Establishment stage or above, suddenly changing cultivation methods is tantamount to forcibly pulling out the roots that are planted in the soil. Not only is it difficult to find a suitable one, but it also takes time to get used to, and the damage to their meridians and dantian is extremely great.
Chu Qing walked between the two and quickly set up an array, enveloping them both. "Ready?"
Seeing the two nod, Chu Qing handed out the two pills and said in a deep voice, "Take them, circulate your spiritual power to cooperate with the formation, and endure the pain no matter how much it hurts."
The pill melted in my mouth, and a cool sensation instantly spread throughout my body.
As the formation activated, spiritual energy flowed through the meridians of the two individuals. Mo Zuili felt a sharp pain in her dantian, as if a blunt instrument was stirring inside, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead.
Not far away, Shangguan Fu'er had no time to notice Mo Zuili's unusual behavior; her body was ice-cold and her mind was blank.
The words "demon" that appeared on the stone tablet were still flashing before my eyes. How could it be the bloodline of the Sea Dragon Mother? I clearly grew up in the Phoenix Clan.
Huang Tianyao stood behind her. After the initial shock, he heard someone whispering beside him, "There are more and more demons and monsters now. How come the demons are hiding among them so easily?"
Huang Tianyao turned around abruptly, his longsword drawn half an inch from its sheath, a cold glint in his eyes: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll cut off your mouth!"
The man was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth.
Huang Tianyao glanced at Shangguan Fu'er again, his lips moved, but he ultimately took a half step back.
Shangguan Fu'er caught a glimpse of this action, and her heart sank instantly. She wanted to explain, but didn't know where to begin.
She herself doesn't know why she turned out this way.
Huang Tianyao didn't notice Shangguan Fu'er's disappointment for a moment. She was full of questions and turned to walk towards Yuan Yuyan.
Approaching her, looking at Yuan Yuyan's expressionless face and feeling the oppressive aura emanating from her, Huang Tianyao held back for a moment before finally exhaling and suppressing his surging emotions: "Young Master Yuan, why is Fu'er of the Sea Dragon Mother's bloodline? What exactly is going on? You said you were entrusted by the family elders to save her, will she... will she die?"
Yuan Yuyan closed her eyes briefly, then slowly opened them again, her tone still calm and even: "Everything has its own destiny. The fact that she's alive now is because her parents couldn't bear to see her die young and asked the elders of my Yuan family to change her fate."
After a pause, Yuan Yuyan added, "The real Shangguan Fu'er is indeed a demon."
Before the words were even fully explained, Huang Tianyao instantly understood.
A chill ran through his body, and Huang Tianyao dared not ask any more questions about what had happened to the original Shangguan Fu'er. He only felt a tightness in his chest and stood there stunned for a long time, unable to come back to his senses.
On the other side, Chu Qing had already pushed the formation to its limit, and spiritual energy enveloped the two of them into two balls of light.
Chu Qing stood outside the formation, his fingertips constantly changing hand seals, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Yuan Yuyan glanced at him indifferently, withdrew her divine sense from Mo Zuili, quickly made hand seals and calculated for a moment, and finally her gaze fell on Shen Qingxing, who was sitting on the ground not far away.
Shen Qingxing stared blankly, as if in a daze, and all the demonic energy around her was completely contained.
The crowd had already erupted in a commotion. Some people were tiptoeing toward the stone tablet, while others stood with their hands on their hips, frowning and shouting, "They're still missing one last half-human, half-demon? How could that be! Half-human, half-demon can't live that long. Demonic energy and spiritual energy clash, and it wouldn't be able to withstand it right after birth!"
"That's right! There are only a few demons here, we can't find them even if we check them one by one!" someone echoed, their eyes full of anxiety.
As they were pondering, the crowd suddenly fell silent for a moment. A cultivator looked up and saw Yuan Yuyan walking straight towards Chen Qingxing.
Shen Qingxing, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes when he saw Yuan Yuyi coming over.
“Miss Chen, why don’t we examine it?” Yuan Yu’an got straight to the point.
Shen Qingxing frowned slightly, his eyes cold and hard: "I am a demon."
Yuan Yuyan didn't speak, but pointed to Shangguan Fu'er not far away.
Shangguan Fu'er was still frozen in place, her face pale, clearly not yet recovered from the shock of being half-demon and half-monster.
Shen Qingxing followed her fingertip, his expression shifting several times.
The sharp-eared cultivators around them immediately erupted in an uproar upon hearing this. Some couldn't help but peek at Shen Qingxing: "Is this for real? He's already a Demon Lord, how could he still be a half-blood?"
"The young master of the Mo family was half-human and half-demon before, and now the Demon Lord is half-human and half-demon... What's wrong with this world?"
The murmurs grew louder, and Shen Qingxing suddenly felt a chill.
Yuan Yuyan's divine sense silently enveloped her, carrying an invisible pressure.
Shen Qingxing groaned, feeling as if a boulder was pressing down on her chest. She looked up at Yuan Yuyan, a fierce glint in her eyes, but finally nodded gently: "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qingxing released his divine sense, which carried a hint of attack intent, and forcefully broke through the divine sense surrounding him.
Standing up, Shen Qingxing didn't give Yuan Yuyan another glance and walked straight towards the stone tablet.
Upon seeing this, the monks surrounding the stone tablet instinctively parted to create a small path.
Reaching the stone tablet, he gathered magic at his fingertips, made a gentle swipe, and flicked out a drop of blood.
Blood slowly seeped into the stone tablet, and Shen Qingxing unconsciously opened his eyes wide.
Everyone present held their breath. After a short while, two pitch-black characters slowly appeared on the stone tablet: "Human Demon".
"My God! He really is half-human, half-demon!" someone gasped.
Shen Qingxing narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with disbelief. How could he be half-human and half-demon?
But the stone tablet doesn't lie; the six characters for "bloodline" stand side by side on its surface, gleaming with a cold light.
A sharp bird cry rang out, and everyone instantly became excited, turning their heads to look at the stone tablet, thinking that the gathering of the six meridians had caused the commotion.
The stone tablet remained standing in the same spot, its pure white and transparent body neither emitting light nor vibrating, and not even showing a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation.
"Not a stone tablet?" someone muttered, looking up to see a golden light swooping down from the clouds.
That's Jiang Kunyue.
She wore a feathered dress, with giant wings formed from spiritual energy on her back, and one hand hooked around the collar of a gray-clad man. That man was Yu Feng.
Jiang Kunyue landed steadily, glanced around at the surrounding cultivators, her brows furrowed, and when her gaze swept over Shen Qingxing, Shen Ling and the other demons, she looked away as if they were dirty things, her disgust undisguised: "Demons dare to come to the Extreme Sea to join in the fun? Don't they want to die fast enough?"
The crowd fell silent for a moment, then some people turned their attention back to the stone tablet.
Yuan Yuyan was standing in front of the monument, her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
She reached out and placed her hand on the stone tablet, her divine sense instantly converging on one spot on its surface. Some cultivators with higher cultivation levels and stronger divine senses vaguely sensed a mysterious power slowly rotating within the tablet, and then a divination plate formed from spiritual energy emerged from beneath it.
The divination plate disappeared, and Yuan Yuyan slowly opened her eyes, let out a muffled groan, and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.
The monks nearby were terrified. Two of them wanted to step forward to help her, but she gently pushed them away with her hand.
Yuan Yuyan casually wiped the blood from her lips and turned to look at Chu Qing.
Chu Qing was staring intently at the formation for exchanging cultivation techniques between Mo Zuili and Shen Ling, her fingers forming hand seals, her brows furrowed, and her eyes never leaving the formation, for fear of making the slightest mistake.
Mo Zuili and Shen Ling sat cross-legged, their faces pale and their lips bloodless, at their weakest point.
Chu Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief after the formation completed its most crucial initial steps without any mishaps.
Just as he was about to relax, Qing Shanyue and Mo Yuan blocked his way.
Those who were stopped were Yuan Yuyan and Jiang Kunyue.
Chu Qing stepped forward, about to speak, when Jiang Kunyue frowned and asked, "What is your good disciple up to now? Why change cultivation techniques, especially in the Extreme Sea?"
Chu Qing was about to answer when Yuan Yuyan interrupted her.
"Master Dan, what bloodline do you have?"
Yuan Yuyan looked at Chu Qing with a hint of doubt and even shock in her eyes.
Chu Qing looked at Jiang Kunyue, then at Yuan Yuyan, and finally said, "My disciple has grown up and has her own ideas now—I am naturally of human blood."
Jiang Kunyue didn't ask any more questions, but Yuan Yuyan kept staring straight at Chu Qing.
Chu Qing chuckled and said, "Having cultivated human techniques since childhood, does Young Master Yuan have any doubts?"
After pondering for a while, Yuan Yuyan slowly asked, "After entering the Immortal Valley, did you notice anything unusual about yourself? Or sense any mysterious power?"
Just as Chu Qing was about to shake his head, a strange power suddenly flashed through his mind. He sensed a strange power on Mo Zuili's side. When he rushed over, he found that Mo Zuili and Qi Shuyan were both wrapped in a special power.
He glanced at Mo Zuili subconsciously; she still had a mysterious aura emanating from her.
Yuan Yuyan noticed his gaze but didn't press him. Instead, she said softly, "In ancient times, there were more than just three bloodlines in the cultivation world: human, demon, and monster."
Chu Qing suddenly turned to look at the stone tablet; all six bloodlines were present.
Chu Qing suddenly came up with an absurd guess, one that even she herself found hard to believe: "You mean... the bloodline of the Immortal Clan?"
"The Immortal Clan was wiped out in ancient times. Even if there are any survivors, it couldn't be me." Chu Qing laughed first and explained, "The Immortal Clan is closest to the Heavenly Dao. I'm just an ordinary alchemist. How could I have such an opportunity?"
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