"I refused the Sacred Sect Saintess, got a random draw, and you give me… the key to the True God's relic?"
"Are you seriously doing a full plot loop now?!"
Jiang Xuan's mouth twitched.
I already mailed out my rejection! What kind of messed-up troll logic is this?!
Is my cheat messing with me now?
Still, a True God's relic… even Jiang Xuan couldn't convince himself not to go.
He rubbed his temples. "Well, whatever. I already refused the marriage proposal. What's a little more emotional damage?"
She'll live.
Just as he comforted himself—
The world trembled.
Clouds twisted, divine laws shimmered, and tens of thousands of golden flowers rained down from the heavens, blanketing the entire Jiang Clan mountain range.
From within the immortal peak belonging to Jiang Xuan's bloodline, a cry rang out.
A newborn's cry…?
Yet it wasn't ordinary—it echoed like the roar of a divine being, resonating across heaven and earth.
A phantom of a massive divine bone stretched across the sky, shining with radiant brilliance.
A Divine Bone.
The anomaly shook the entire Jiang Clan.
Even ancient monsters in deep slumber within the Ancestral Ground opened their eyes, sensing the miracle.
A prodigy born with a divine bone?
This generation…
Might just revive the Jiang Clan's ancient glory!
Inside Jiang Xuan's branch ancestral hall, elders were already ecstatic.
"Good! First we have Jiang Xuan, now a born Supreme!"
"Our branch will surely rise and become the main line!"
[Your branch has produced a clan brother born with a divine bone, hailed as a Heaven-born Supreme.]
The system prompt blinked.
Jiang Xuan: "???"
Heaven-born Supreme? Divine bone?
My cousin?!
Wait a minute…
His expression froze, eyes widening.
"Oh **hell no—this is that cliché bone-snatching plot, isn't it?!*"
"NOPE!"
He shook his head hard and tried to calm down.
"Sure, divine bones are impressive. But compared to my soon-to-be 90% bloodline purity, they're nothing."
"No way the clan's dumb enough to try that. Right…?"
…Right?
Pushing the thought aside, Jiang Xuan resumed channeling his rising bloodline energy to strengthen his body and foundation.
With both fire and sword intent coalescing, his already near-perfect physique began to loosen, evolving again toward the mythical Perfect Dao Foundation.
His meridians glowed with divine runes.
His flesh hummed with sword and flame resonance.
Everything pushed toward a single, terrifying breakthrough.
Half a day later—
[Bloodline enhancement complete.]
A roar of energy surged.
Blood essence boiled like a tidal sea, and the heavens trembled.
Rules from across the realm descended into his body, forging his Dao foundation anew.
Outside, the Jiang Clan's skies shattered.
The divine shrine appeared again.
Elders from every faction raced out in shock.
What?! Another bloodline awakening?!
Twice in five days?!
"This monster… their bloodline must be over 90 now!"
They were stunned.
In the Jiang Clan's million-year history, fewer than a handful had reached 90% purity—and every one of them had become legends.
And now it was happening again.
Meanwhile, Jiang Xuan felt himself changing.
His body was overflowing with power. He could feel it—
His Dao Foundation had surpassed perfection.
Atop distant peaks, thousands of returned Jiang Clan prodigies felt the tremor and stared into the heavens in awe.
"Forget the trial—what are we even fighting for?!"
Even Jiang Bei, sword strapped to his back, fell silent.
Then—
BOOM!
Killing intent exploded from him. His sword howled with rage.
"So what if your bloodline's 90%! Your cultivation's below mine! You'll still fall to my blade!"
On another peak, Jiang Qiankun sneered.
"90% bloodline?"
"Bad luck for him—he ran into me."
He narrowed his eyes.
Yin-Yang Saint Art: Blood Seizure Technique.
If it comes to it… I'll steal his bloodline.
That's why he'd rushed to peak realm, even if it meant a hollow foundation—so he could devour this 90% genius whole.
In another hall, Jiang Minghao frowned.
"This guy… is trouble."
He had confidence in his cultivation and Dao path—but not his bloodline.
"Let's just hope he stays in his lane…"
A glint of cold killing intent flickered in his eyes.
Geniuses can still die.
At that moment, the divine shrine trembled again.
A colossal Divine Avatar stepped forth.
Its presence split the skies, shook the void, and made all who beheld it instinctively kneel.
"T-That's… the Thunder Ancestor?!"
An uproar surged through the Jiang Clan.
The Thunder Ancestor, the First Patriarch.
It was he who saved the clan from destruction in the ancient era.
Without him, there would be no Jiang Clan today.
As the Thunder Ancestor's divine gaze swept across the mountain, even the most powerful elders bowed low.
Then—
He vanished.
Only to reappear silently inside Jiang Xuan's cave.
A gaze like the weight of heaven landed on Jiang Xuan.
It wasn't warm.
It was… measuring him.
Jiang Xuan's breath hitched under the weight.
Then the pressure disappeared, replaced by a glimmer of satisfaction.
But that satisfaction was… strange.
That's not the look of a proud elder…
That's the look of someone choosing a new… vessel?!
Wait—
The Thunder Ancestor finally spoke.
"I possess a secret art to boost your bloodline to 93%, rivaling the Third Ancestor."
"I will also grant you the secret of the Undying Thunder Body. Once mastered, it will match the might of innate divine physiques."
"If you survive… godhood will only be a matter of time."