Chapter 75: Bloodline Test Again
Presumptuous!
Uncle Ma frowned disdainfully. His powerful Spiritual Sense emerged from his body again, suppressing towards Wen Yunmei, who was surging with aggression.
Wen Yunmei’s speed dropped drastically, her legs sinking as if into a quagmire, her steps gradually becoming heavy, until she couldn’t move.
Hmph! You want revenge with just your meager abilities? I truly think your deceased disciples were not worth it!
Lu Yi mocked in disdain.
Wen Yunmei bit her red lips tightly, struggling with all her might, but she still felt her body becoming heavier, her waist gradually bending.
Mother!
Mu Ruoyi exclaimed in alarm, rushing to support her mother. But as soon as she took a step, she suffered the same fate. Her delicate body trembled, as if about to kneel.
Mu Ruoyi supported herself with her sword, gazing unwillingly at her sworn enemy, but she couldn’t change anything. Under that terrifying spiritual pressure, her legs grew weaker and weaker.
No, I would rather die than kneel to my enemies!
Mu Ruoyi bit her cherry lips tightly, but she couldn’t even commit suicide now.
I’ll fight you all! Give me back the lives of my family!
The high-level figures and disciples of Shuiyu Valley around were filled with anger and shock, drawing their swords and charging forward.
A bunch of ants! All of you, kneel down!
Uncle Ma roared, suddenly increasing his spiritual pressure, like Mount Tai bearing down, covering a radius of a hundred zhang.
Those hundreds of women had low cultivation levels, with the strongest only at the mid-Huashen realm. Thus, after taking just two steps, they followed in the footsteps of Wen Yunmei, reluctantly kneeling before their enemy.
Hmph! You are not worthy of making them kneel!
Just then, a female voice rang out.
Before the voice had even faded, a semi-transparent “sharp sword” attacked from afar, shooting towards Uncle Ma like lightning, and then, like cutting tofu, directly tore his spiritual sea in two.
What fast Sword Control!
Uncle Ma was secretly alarmed. He swung his sword in return, and a yellow crescent-shaped sword energy tore through the air to meet it.
But then, a strange thing happened. After the “sharp sword” came into contact with Uncle Ma’s sword energy, it didn’t cause a violent collision. Instead, it passed through the sword energy like a mirage, unimpeded, and shot towards Uncle Ma.
Wrong, that’s not a real sword, but one condensed from Spiritual Sense.
Uncle Ma immediately reacted, his old face showing an expression of shock.
Lu Yi, standing nearby, also finally changed his expression. He knew very well that it would take at least the mid-Shentong Realm to distort the air and form a phantom image with Spiritual Sense.
Uncle Ma, in a moment of desperation, immediately withdrew his Spiritual Sense to resist. Stamping his feet, he leaped forcefully to the side.
*Swish!*
The spiritual sense “sharp sword” grazed Uncle Ma’s calf, bringing out a splash of blood.
The pain caused Uncle Ma to lose his balance, and he fell face-first, then began howling.
Mu Ruoyi’s legs softened, and she was about to collapse. Unexpectedly, a sweet fragrance wafted over, and she was being supported by a slender arm.
“Ruoyi sister, are you alright?”
Qi Huang’s familiar voice rang out.
“Wuwuwu…”
Mu Ruoyi took a deep breath. She felt as if she had just walked through the gates of hell. She immediately collapsed on Qi Huang’s shoulder and sobbed.
“Such powerful spiritual sense, combined with this mark on your body, you should be Qi Huang, right?”
Lu Yi examined Qi Huang carefully, and his face gradually showed an expression of admiration.
“It’s alright! It’s alright now!”
Qi Huang continued to comfort Mu Ruoyi without turning her head.
“I originally thought Lü Er was exaggerating, but I didn’t expect such a stunning beauty to actually appear in this desolate place. In terms of looks alone, you are no less than those three women with immortal bloodlines, and you can be ranked alongside them as the four great beauties of the Cultivation World.”
Lu Yi also didn’t get angry and continued to comment.
“Is that so?”
Qi Huang turned her head and said, “Unfortunately, I don’t like being ranked with others.”
“You have personality, I like that!”
Lu Yi said with interest.
Just then, Cheng Hong Ling’s figure also appeared in the field. She narrowed her beautiful eyes and said to Lu Yi, “Judging by your appearance, you should be Lu Yi, right? Why have you graced us with your presence today?”
“I’m here to inform you of one thing. I have already inscribed your name and your clone’s name on the Lu Family’s Immortal Tablet. Therefore, you are my future wife. The wedding date is the sixth day of the sixth month, a year from now. Prepare your dowry. I will marry you with great fanfare in an eight-bearer sedan chair.”
Lu Yi forcefully declared his intentions.
“What? You even wrote my name? You won’t even let my clone go?”
Qi Huang asked disbelievingly.
“That’s right. I have strong possessiveness. If I only get the main body but not the clone, I will feel like ants are crawling all over me.”
Lu Yi sneered.
“What if we refuse?”
Qi Huang challenged.
“Refuse?”
Lu Yi was stunned for a moment, then said, “Why would you refuse? The Lu family is one of the top ten influential powers in the entire Cultivation Continent, and I am one of the top nine most talented individuals among the younger generation. Moreover, I have immortal blood flowing through me. If you marry me, it will be more glorious than being an Empress of a nation, and your descendants for generations will enjoy the endless benefits brought by the immortal bloodline.”
“Sorry, I’m not interested in power and status. As for descendants, that’s even less attractive to a cultivator pursuing eternal life.”
“Hmph! I’m not here to bargain with you. Once a woman’s name is on the Immortal Tablet, she belongs to the Lu family. If she doesn’t enter the marriage on the wedding day, she will immediately be suppressed by Immortal Might. You’ve seen Shui Yuyun’s plight. If you’re confident you can resist heavenly might, then I won’t force you.”
Lu Yi threatened.
“Alright, I understand! If there’s nothing else, please leave.”
Cheng Hong Ling dismissed him.
“Don’t panic! There are requirements to be my woman, Lu Yi.”
Lu Yi took out a jade-like token from his embrace and threw it to Cheng Hong Ling, saying, “This is called the Phoenix Selection Token. It’s used by the major Immortal Sects of Zhongzhou to test the quality of an individual’s bloodline, and it’s much more accurate than the Imperial Palace’s Phoenix Selection Token. Test it. If your bloodline is too inferior, you don’t need to object; the Lu family will not let you in to tarnish our noble immortal bloodline.”
Cheng Hong Ling did not refuse but gripped the Phoenix Selection Token as instructed, as she also wanted to see her score according to the standard of the Phoenix Selection Token.
Since the Phoenix Selection Token only tested bloodline, the word “Bloodline” was carved on the bottom. Above it were ten gems arranged vertically. Each lit gem represented one point, with ten points meaning “Perfect Bloodline.” Those with perfect bloodlines appeared only once every few thousand years.
Qi Huang was also curious, so she tilted her head to observe.
As time went by, the high-level figures of the HongHua Sect arrived one after another, and Cheng Yuan and his wife also rushed over.
Cheng Yuan looked at his daughter with a complex expression. He hoped his daughter’s bloodline score would be higher, but that conflicted with his own philosophy.
Cheng Hong Ling quietly held the Phoenix Selection Token, but after a long time, there was still no reaction. She asked, “Is this Phoenix Selection Token broken?”
“This Phoenix Selection Token needs to absorb the tester’s blood to make an assessment.”
Lu Yi explained slowly.
“Why didn’t you say so earlier? You’re wasting everyone’s time.”
Qi Huang glared at Lu Yi fiercely.
Cheng Hong Ling didn’t waste any more words. She directly cut her finger with her sharp nail and dripped a drop of blood onto the Phoenix Selection Token.
After absorbing the blood, the Phoenix Selection Token indeed changed, and the gems on it lit up one by one, one… two… three…
Qi Huang stared nervously. The better her clone performed, the happier she would naturally be, completely forgetting that she had always opposed bloodline evaluation.
Cheng Hong Ling’s expression was very calm, as if it had nothing to do with her. Because of her father’s influence, she preferred her bloodline score to be lower.
