Chapter 1996: Bi Hen Yuan Jing

Martial Arts Fantasy

The sun set, bathing the sky in a vibrant glow.

Outside Windfire City, on Cuiyun Peak, there was a stone table and stone stools. A young man and woman leaned against each other.

The young man was slender, with a slightly pale and delicate face.

The young woman wore a pure white long dress, her skin like jade, her beauty exquisite.

The young woman rested her head on the young man's shoulder. Under the setting sun, they looked like an immortal couple.

"Yao'er, I truly wish it could be like this forever!" the young man said softly, a blissful smile on his face.

"Ming Gege, of course it can! We promised to be together for a lifetime."

The young woman’s face showed a happy smile.

The young man's name was Lu Ming, and the young woman's name was Lu Yao.

Seeing the smile on Lu Yao's face, Lu Ming's eyes grew even softer. He held Lu Yao's soft, boneless hand and said, "Yao'er, although my meridians are blocked and I cannot cultivate true qi, as long as I can awaken my bloodline, the Council of Elders will buy spiritual medicine to clear my meridians, and then I can cultivate."

"I will definitely become a powerful martial artist and protect you for all eternity."

"Thank you, Ming Gege."

Lu Yao's eyes showed a touch of emotion. She added, "Ming Gege, did a脉测者 (pulse-tester) really confirm that you inherited your father's bloodline?"

"Yes, Yao'er, so in the future, your man will certainly be a strong one," Lu Ming said with a confident smile.

Lu Yao smiled slightly, picking up the wine cup from the stone table. Inside was the famous Blood Orchid wine, emitting a faint fragrance.

Lu Yao swiftly kissed Lu Ming's cheek, her face flushing with shyness. She raised her cup and said, "Ming Gege, come, Yao'er is rewarding you."

Lu Ming took the cup and said, "Yao'er, you invite me to drink a cup of Blood Orchid wine every day. I'm truly grateful to have you by my side."

With that, he raised the cup and drained it.

The wine's aroma lingered on his tongue, and Lu Ming's heart felt as sweet as the wine. But the next moment, he felt a dizzying sensation.

"Yao'er, why do I feel a bit dizzy? This wine of yours..."

Lu Ming steadied himself on the stone table and looked at Lu Yao, but at that moment, he noticed Lu Yao's expression was somewhat cold.

"Hahahaha, Lu Ming, Yao'er has been with you for three years, nothing more than to nurture your bloodline. Now that the time has come, why don't you contribute your bloodline?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared from the side; it was Lu Yao's father.

Boom!

Like a bolt from the blue, a thunderous sound exploded in Lu Ming's mind.

"Yao'er!"

Lu Ming looked at Lu Yao in disbelief, but her eyes were filled with cold indifference.

"Why? I loved you so much!"

Lu Yao's indifferent gaze was like sharp knives piercing Lu Ming's heart. He roared and lunged towards Lu Yao.

But Lu Yao merely stepped back slightly, and he stumbled to the ground.

"Duanmulian of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, began cultivating at six, opened two divine meridians within half a year, entered the Martial Soldier realm, entered the Martial Master realm at nine, and is now sixteen, one of the four geniuses of Xuanyuan Sword Sect. And you? You are weak and sickly, your meridians blocked. To put it plainly, you are just trash. Even if you awaken your bloodline, you'll still be trash. Can you compare to Duanmulian?"

"Such a genius is the perfect match for me, Lu Yao. To form a marriage alliance with him, I must awaken a powerful bloodline. Since you love me so much, why not fulfill my wish and use your bloodline to help me awaken an even stronger one?"

Lu Yao's voice was cold.

At this moment, the middle-aged man stepped on Lu Ming's back. A sharp knife appeared in his hand, and he yelled, "Lu Ming, offer your bloodline!"

Excruciating pain from his spine instantly overwhelmed Lu Ming. He roared, his voice filled with loneliness, helplessness, and despair.

Gradually, Lu Ming fell into boundless darkness.

"Lu Yao, Lu Yunxiong, why did you steal my bloodline!"

Lu Ming roared, suddenly sitting upright in bed. The楠木 (nanmu) bed groaned under the pressure.

Lu Ming was drenched in sweat, his face pale. At first, he thought it was just a nightmare, but he quickly realized it wasn't a dream but a painful reality that had already happened.

The scene from several days ago resurfaced in his mind.

Lu Ming was the direct descendant of the Lu family in Windfire City; his father was the family patriarch. Lu Yao was the daughter of the Great Elder of the Lu family's first branch.

They shared the same clan but different branches, growing up together as childhood sweethearts, practically inseparable. They had even secretly sworn eternal vows to each other.

Lu Ming never imagined that Lu Yao and the Great Elder would plot against him and steal his bloodline.

"Strength. Everything is because I lack strength. If I had extraordinary talent and powerful strength, how would they dare treat me like this?"

Lu Ming clenched his fists, trembling all over, his eyes bloodshot.

Trash!

This was how Lu Yao had referred to him. Lu Yao's words from three days ago still echoed in his ears.

Creak!

Just then, the room door opened, and a delicate middle-aged woman walked in. Seeing Lu Ming on the bed, she asked with concern, "Ming'er, did you have another nightmare?"

This beautiful woman was Lu Ming's mother, Li Ping.

Three days ago, it was Li Ping, worried about Lu Ming's safety, who went out to find him and saved him. Otherwise, Lu Ming would have died.

Ever since the rumor six years ago that Lu Ming's father was killed while traveling outside, he and Li Ping had relied on each other.

Lu Ming looked at Li Ping, his gaze softening. He said, "Mother, it's nothing, just a dream."

Seeing Lu Ming's pale face, Li Ping sat by his bed, stroking his forehead. She said heartbrokenly, "It's been three days, and each time you cry out about Lu Yao hurting you. Ming'er, what exactly happened? Is your injury because of Lu Yao..."

Lu Ming said, "Mother, it's nothing. You misheard."

Lu Ming did not tell Li Ping that Lu Yao and the Great Elder were responsible, because Li Ping did not practice martial arts. Telling her would only endanger her.

Li Ping hesitated, then said, "Ming'er, in front of others, you must not call Lu Yao by her name anymore. Two days ago, Lu Yao awakened a fifth-level bloodline and even opened a divine meridian. She has now gained the recognition of the Council of Elders and will take charge of the Lu family at the clan meeting in two months, becoming the Head of the Lu family. Calling the Family Head by name would likely be considered disrespectful."

"What? Lu Yao is taking charge of the Lu family? She wishes!"

Lu Ming let out a low roar, his eyes bloodshot, his teeth grinding audibly, as if he would crush them, blood oozing out.

After the rumor of Lu Ming's father's death six years ago, the Lu family had been managed by the Council of Elders, and no new family head had been appointed.

Seeing Lu Ming in this state, Li Ping was terrified and beside herself. She just held Lu Ming's head, tears streaming down her face, saying, "Ming'er, don't scare your mother. Your mother has already lost your father; I cannot lose you too."

"Father... where are you? Ming'er believes you are not dead. Now, Ming'er is powerless; even the position of family head cannot be kept."

Lu Ming tightly gripped a pendant around his neck. He squeezed so hard that his fingernails dug into his flesh, and blood continuously seeped out.

This bronze pendant, the size of a broad bean, was sent back by someone Lu Ming's father entrusted before his accident. Lu Ming had worn it for the past six years.

Blood from his palm seeped out and flowed onto the bronze pendant.

Suddenly, the bronze pendant trembled slightly and became scalding hot.

Before Lu Ming could react, the bronze pendant vibrated, turning into specks of powder that drilled into his palm and vanished.

Then, Lu Ming felt a searing energy from his palm, moving up his arm, until it settled in the Yintang acupoint between his eyebrows.

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Rebirth!"

Suddenly, a massive roar echoed in Lu Ming's mind, making his head buzz.

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Rebirth!"

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Rebirth!"

Continuous roars resonated in Lu Ming's mind. Then, a surge of fiery energy emanated from his glabella, flowing towards his spine.

The roars ceased the next moment, but a tingling sensation emanated from his spine, and his entire body became scalding hot.

"What's happening?"

Lu Ming was completely bewildered.

At this moment, the tingling sensation in his spine intensified; it seemed something was slowly growing.

"Ming'er, what's wrong? Don't scare your mother."

Sensing Lu Ming's abnormality, Li Ping became even more scared, her hands trembling.

"Bloodline Rebirth? Can I really have bloodline rebirth?" Lu Ming wondered to himself.

Ancient texts recorded that only a very small number of people, after their bloodline was stripped or damaged for other reasons, could experience bloodline rebirth, regenerating a new bloodline.

However, most reborn bloodlines were of very low quality and not very useful.

But there were also extremely rare individuals who could rise from destruction, like a phoenix from ashes, transforming and awakening a supreme bloodline.

Yet, this probability was so infinitesimally small that it was negligible. Ancient texts recorded only a few such cases throughout history.

Lu Ming didn't dare to dream of transcending and awakening a supreme bloodline; the chances were simply too slim. He would be thrilled if he could just awaken a bloodline.

With a bloodline, he could cultivate martial arts and change his fate.

At this moment, the strange sensation on his body slowly faded. Lu Ming smiled and said, "Mother, I'm fine!"

"Young Master, it's wonderful that you're alright. You've scared us to death these past few days!"

Just then, a young woman walked over and said.

The young woman was about Lu Ming's age and extremely beautiful.

Lu Ming recognized her; her name was Qiuyue, Li Ping's personal maid, and she had grown up with him.

"Qiuyue, I'm fine, don't worry!"

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

Then, Lu Ming glanced around, his expression suddenly changing. He said, "Mother, where are we? This isn't the Lu Family's main residence!"

Lu Ming's father used to be the Lu family patriarch, and they had always lived in the main residence, but this place was not it.

"Ming'er, just focus on recovering and don't overthink things!" Li Ping said, but Lu Ming caught the fleeting sorrow and tearfulness in her eyes.

"Mother, what exactly happened?" Lu Ming asked.

"Young Master, let me tell you. We were driven out. Lu Yao said she was about to become the Family Head and should rightfully move into the main residence, and that we were not qualified to continue living there, so she made us move out."

Beside him, Qiuyue clenched her silver teeth, recounting the events, her beautiful small face filled with indignation.

"What? Lu Yao, you've gone too far!" Lu Ming roared.

"You trash, what are you yelling about? It's already a blessing that you have a place to live; shouldn't you be grateful?"

Just then, a voice came from outside the door, which then opened, revealing a young man.

"Lu Chuan, it's you!"

Lu Ming yelled in anger. This person was Lu Chuan, Lu Yao's older brother, also slightly older than Lu Ming.

"Lu Chuan, we've already left the main residence. What are you doing here?"

Li Ping said, instinctively stepping in front of Lu Ming, seemingly afraid that Lu Chuan would harm him.

"I came to get the sword!"

With that, Lu Chuan's eyes swept around. When he saw a treasured sword beside the bed, his eyes lit up. He immediately walked over and grabbed the sword.

"Lu Chuan, this sword is the only keepsake Lu Ming's father left behind. It's for Lu Ming in the future; you can't take it!"

Li Ping quickly reached out to snatch it back.

"Get lost!"

Lu Chuan exerted force, shaking the scabbard. A burst of power erupted. Li Ping, not being a cultivator, couldn't resist. She staggered backward, almost falling to the ground.

"Mother!" Lu Ming roared.