Chapter 35

After leaving the cave, Qin Dingtian handed the two people over to an elder of the ancient clan and then prepared to return to Tianfeng City with Qin Feng.

It was not allowed for outsiders to stay for long within the ancient clan.

At the moment of parting, Qin Shaohong’s expression, which seemed to say “just you wait,” was a warning that the day he left the ancient clan would be the day he took revenge. Qin Feng truly didn’t care about this. Without mentioning other things, just from what he could see, the first thing Qin Fatzi would do upon seeing Qin Dingtian leave would probably be to beat up Qin Shaohong. During the days in the ancient clan, with Qin Fatzi around, Qin Shaohong’s life wouldn’t be easy.

Moreover, who could predict the future?

Qin Feng did not give up on himself. Although he had awakened a dead snake soul, it was still better than having no soul at all. Besides, a casual remark by Qin Fatzi had made Qin Feng think deeply for a long time.

"Qin Feng, I always feel that you are mysterious, giving me a strange feeling. When you awakened your divine soul, you caused such a big commotion and absorbed so much energy, how could it all just disappear? I think you should really study that dead black snake soul of yours; there might be some unexpected surprises."

These were the exact words the fat man said during a casual chat, which woke Qin Feng up from his dream!

All along, Qin Feng had been immersed in a painful state of mind and had not taken the time to carefully study his bloodline soul.

Now, Qin Feng suddenly had an urgent desire to study it.

The teleportation array activated again.

The ancient clan still looked like a painting in the mountains, isolated from the world.

The mountain guardian squatted on the huge rock as always, seemingly petrified, without any signs of life.

The six-pointed star of the teleportation array flashed, and the two figures instantly disappeared.

This large-scale teleportation array was indeed very fast, transporting Qin Feng and Qin Dingtian back in just a few breaths.

The scene changed again, and Qin Feng found himself on the back mountain of Tianfeng City.

After getting off the teleportation array, Qin Dingtian waved his hand to conceal it with an illusionary array. After setting everything up, he took Qin Feng back to the city.

As the city lord, Qin Dingtian did not usually interfere with many things. However, he had a strange feeling about Qin Feng, which might have come from what Qin Feng’s father had done in the past, or perhaps from a sense of regret over the fall of a genius. After a moment of hesitation, he still advised, "Child, I think you have understood the meaning of the Elder’s words. Cultivating is inherently going against the heavens, and although it is very difficult, there are countless paths. I don’t know which path is yours, but I believe that every Qin family disciple has their own blood and pride. I hope you can stay strong and not let the matter of the bloodline soul affect your determination to become stronger. I believe that with your perseverance and talent, even if you take a different path, you will still find a broad and bright road of your own."

Qin Dingtian, who had lived for hundreds of years, rarely spoke such heartfelt words to a junior.

Qin Feng’s expression turned serious, and he immediately performed the disciple’s salute, showing that he had taken the advice to heart.

In general, the Qin family had shown great kindness to him and his father, even though the process had been full of twists and turns, and they had endured many cold looks and humiliations. But all of this could be seen as a form of mental training. If it weren’t for the hardships of his childhood, Qin Feng might not have been able to quickly adjust his mindset in the face of such a heavy blow.

"Alright, in Tianfeng City, you can wander around and relax, but don’t enter any forbidden places!"

Qin Dingtian nodded, handed Qin Feng over to an elder, and then turned to leave.

This year’s soul awakening day in Tianfeng City had become chaotic due to Qin Feng’s interference, and he needed to step in early to calm things down. Fortunately, he had obtained a drop of the ancestral dragon’s blood, which was the key to resolving the current chaotic situation. Otherwise, the Qin family disciples who had failed to awaken their bloodline souls might have resented Qin Feng for life.

For this, Qin Feng could only apologize in his heart.

After all, with his current abilities, he couldn’t help much.

What Qin Feng wanted to do now was to study his dead snake soul as soon as possible.

Under the guidance of an elder, Qin Feng was taken to the temporary residence of the Qin family in Luoyang Town. This was a separate large courtyard, not arranged together with other Qin family disciples from the town. It seemed that Qin Dingtian had this in mind, fearing that Qin Feng’s matter might cause anger and retaliation against the Qin family in Luoyang Town.

From a distance, Qin Feng noticed an old man with a slightly hunched back waiting at the entrance of the courtyard. The anxious look on his face made Qin Feng’s heart ache.

The old man was Qin Tianzheng, his grandfather.

At that moment, the old man also saw Qin Feng and hurried over. When Qin Feng met Qin Tianzheng’s concerned gaze again, a tear involuntarily welled up in his eyes.

"Grandfather..."

"Good child, it’s good that you’re back. Come, let’s go inside!"

Qin Tianzheng didn’t ask any questions but took Qin Feng’s hand and led him into the house.

After delivering Qin Feng, the elder stayed outside the courtyard, guarding it to prevent anyone from causing trouble and creating more issues. He remained vigilant at all times.

Qin Feng nodded and followed his grandfather inside.

Once inside, Qin Tianzheng didn’t ask about Qin Feng’s bloodline soul. He deliberately avoided the topic, clearly not wanting to touch on Qin Feng’s pain. He only asked about the situation within the ancient clan and whether the Elder had made things difficult for Qin Feng.

Although Qin Tianzheng was the head of the Luoyang Town branch, he had never had the chance to visit the ancient clan. But now, even though Qin Feng had gone to the ancient clan, it wasn’t for glory, so Qin Tianzheng didn’t have that feeling anymore.

Qin Feng didn’t hide anything from Qin Tianzheng and recounted the entire story.

After chatting for a while, Qin Feng excused himself and returned to his room.

He was eager to study his dead snake soul.

After closing the door, Qin Feng focused his mind, and the dead snake appeared, lying on the ground with its belly up. The bloodline soul, the essence of his blood, had always been dormant within his body and could be summoned at will.

Qin Feng squatted down and observed it carefully for the first time.

As time passed, Qin Feng’s expression changed from eager to calm, and then gradually became serious...

"Can’t be!"

Qin Feng was surprised because he discovered a shocking secret.

On the forehead of the dead snake, there was a purple-gray vertical line identical to the one on his own forehead.

"Infected?"

The first thought that came to Qin Feng’s mind was this.

If it was an infection, that would be very strange. Could a bloodline soul get a strange disease? No, recalling the situation in his body that day, when the black light was devouring the bloodline soul, it seemed to have faced strong resistance and even absorbed some of the black light.

"Could it have mutated?"

This thought immediately made Qin Feng’s eyes shine with excitement.

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible.

However, from the current situation, even if it had mutated, it was likely not for the better. When Qin Feng practiced the Qinglong Exercise, the speed at which his body absorbed mystic energy was far less than before, not even reaching one-tenth of the original speed.

Awakening the bloodline soul not only failed to speed up his cultivation but also significantly slowed it down. This extinguished the spark of hope that had just ignited in Qin Feng’s heart.

It seemed that his bloodline soul had indeed mutated, but not in a good direction.

"I need to find some information about the mutation of bloodline souls," Qin Feng murmured after a moment of thought.

Qin Feng then conducted many experiments on his bloodline soul, but all were in vain. The only silver lining was that it could absorb mystic energy very slowly. Other abilities or talents of the bloodline soul were nowhere to be found.

"Alright, at least I can still continue to cultivate. Even if it’s difficult, there’s still hope. I’ve never been defeated by difficulties from childhood to now!"

Qin Feng clenched his fists and said fiercely.

Although the heavens were unfair, Qin Feng, whether in his past or present life, had never bowed to difficulties. As long as he could continue to cultivate, he would not give up.

No matter how difficult it was, Qin Feng would not give up!

This was Qin Feng’s unwavering belief, the path he had always adhered to.

With this in mind, Qin Feng expelled all distractions from his mind and sat down to meditate.

When the first bit of mystic energy struggled to enter Qin Feng’s body, his dead snake soul inadvertently trembled slightly. However, Qin Feng, who was deeply engrossed in cultivation, did not notice it...