Chapter 40

Xuanyuan Ming didn’t care what the old man Hua was thinking, and with a cold snort, he said, "No matter what, you have to hand over that thing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Ming took advantage of the old man Hua’s unpreparedness and instantly activated the soul emblem in his soul. A beam of light shone, revealing a horned dragon-shaped emblem: the True Dragon Nine Transformations Emblem!

This was the bloodline emblem of the ancient clan, the Xuanyuan Clan! It was said that the first ancestor of the Xuanyuan Clan was a five-clawed golden dragon.

The True Dragon has nine transformations. The first transformation is the golden snake, the second is the horned snake, the third is the dragon snake, the fourth is the horned dragon, and the fifth is the dragon!

Only the direct descendants of the ancient clan can inherit the bloodline emblem. For non-direct descendants, it is determined by their innate qualities, and the type of soul emblem formed in their soul will be the one they awaken in the future. No one knows why only the ancient clans have bloodline emblems that can be passed down through generations...

Xuanyuan Ming possessed the strength of a super warrior, the fourth level of the paranormal ability realm, and his bloodline emblem naturally advanced to the fourth transformation of the True Dragon, the horned dragon.

Instantly, Xuanyuan Ming’s body grew silver dragon scales, and a one-inch-long horn sprouted on his forehead. In the Xuanyuan Clan, those who could grow horns all held the status of elders. If they could grow two horns, it meant that their concentration of true dragon blood reached fifty percent of the ancestral blood, and their status was even higher. Dragon horns represented status, and the number of claws represented talent; the more claws, the stronger the talent!

Xuanyuan Ming’s horned dragon in the True Dragon Nine Transformations Emblem had only two claws and one horn. But it still exerted absolute bloodline pressure on the branch clan members.

The moment Xuanyuan Ming transformed into the horned dragon and let out a dragon’s roar, the entire Hua family villa trembled. Even Old Man Hua was almost forced to his knees!

Xuanyuan Ming didn’t dare to kill the branch clan members rashly, but he could make them kneel before him. Seeing that Old Man Hua didn’t kneel, he coldly snorted and said, "Kneel down first!"

Just as Xuanyuan Ming was about to exert more pressure, a sound like a dragon’s roar and an eagle’s cry came from Old Man Hua’s throat. A sharp and boundless dragon aura directly counter-pressed, forcing Xuanyuan Ming into the ground by five feet!

Old Man Hua didn’t force him to kneel, which meant he was declaring war on the Xuanyuan Clan, no longer considering the last bit of bloodline kinship. It wasn’t the right time to completely break ties with the Xuanyuan Clan yet.

Watching Old Man Hua’s retreating figure, Xuanyuan Ming couldn’t remain calm. He muttered incoherently, "Impossible, how can the bloodline of a branch clan descendant after ten generations still possess dragon aura? That powerful dragon aura, it’s at the level of the fifth transformation of the True Dragon! Impossible!"

Even Old Man Hua’s elder brother didn’t possess dragon aura, so Xuanyuan Ming didn’t dare to stay any longer. He had to hurry back to report to the council of elders.

As Xuanyuan Ming hurriedly left Tianchuan City, he didn’t notice a shadow following him.

"Once the Xuanyuan Clan’s envoy dies on the Hua family’s territory, it will be very entertaining! But I can’t bear to let you die so quickly!" The shadow gave a sinister smile and silently merged into Xuanyuan Ming’s shadow in the darkness!

In the Green Willow Gorge of the Zhenlong Secret Realm, on a small wooden building, Little Bud was sitting in front of Mentor Liu’s experimental table, staring in amazement at the junior brother in front of the bookshelf. She couldn’t help but mutter, "Is that guy even human? He’s simply a demonic junior brother who surpasses even the top students!"

Hero, having absorbed previous experience and made adequate preparations, could now read a book in a minute and understand it completely.

His reading speed was like flipping through pages. After reading and understanding a book once, he would take it out again before practicing to slowly digest it! These were all good things collected by his cheap master, and most of them were rare and unique editions!

Even though they were all basic knowledge for the Life System, if someone offered him an unparalleled secret manual in exchange, Hero wouldn’t agree.

Barefoot isn’t afraid of those with shoes, so he was eager but not anxious, only eager to strengthen himself step by step in the shortest time possible, without rushing or aiming too high.

It was already past eleven at night, and Hero had read nearly a thousand books. Just as he wanted to read a few more, he suddenly felt dizzy and then fainted.

His spirit was exhausted.

Liu Rushi, who was revising formulas at her desk, put down her brush, glanced at Hero lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, and nodded. She then said to Little Bud, "Little Bud, it’s getting late. Today’s lesson is over. Go back and rest."

Little Bud reluctantly said, "Okay," and forcibly carried away the old man Turtle, who was still engrossed in reading, taking a book with her as she left.

Liu Rushi’s eyes playfully glanced at the old man Turtle in Little Bud’s arms, making his hair stand on end. He inwardly shouted, "Lady, I may not be picky, but I don’t like tilling old fields!"

If Liu Rushi knew what the old man Turtle was thinking, she would make sure he wouldn’t see the next day’s sun.

Liu Rushi placed an incense burner next to Hero. Inside the incense burner was an emblem, with a piece of sandalwood and a few drops of thick red liquid in the center.

A red smoke rose from the incense burner, entering Hero’s body with his breathing rhythm.

Hero’s exhausted soul sank into a deep sleep, and his overworked spirit quickly recovered. In his dream, Hero felt as if he had taken a powerful tonic. His gourd heart actively ran the foundational breathing technique, absorbing and converting the pure energy continuously flowing into his body into internal energy.

As the technique ran, the pure yang internal energy continuously strengthened his five organs, six腑 (fu), and muscles and bones.

The gourd heart didn’t sense any malice from Liu Rushi, only boundless warmth, so it fearlessly extended countless roots into the ground and then into the surrounding plants, making them absorb spiritual energy for it!

There were tens of thousands of high-quality plants within a mile, and their ability to absorb spiritual energy was dozens or even hundreds of times that of ordinary plants.

This commotion caught Liu Rushi’s attention again. She finally understood how Hero absorbed spiritual energy to cultivate. She could only describe him as a demon.

Looking at the situation, Liu Rushi couldn’t help but smile and shake her head, "This kid, he can’t even sleep properly, really!"

Hero didn’t know how long he had slept, but when he woke up, he felt refreshed and his strength had increased a little, just a few small steps away from the seventh-level ability awakening. The speed of his strength increase was like a rocket, and Liu Rushi couldn’t help but sigh, "A child with such extraordinary talent grows so fast, but this kid is just too extraordinary."

A beam of moonlight shone through the window of the eastern pavilion, indicating it was nearly three in the morning.

At this moment, Liu Rushi’s voice came to Hero’s ears, "You’re awake? Do you want to continue reading?"