The night was as cool as water, with the cold moon hanging high.

By the edge of a cliff, two young boys and girls stood.

"Meng Yun, this is the Lifeblood Essence that I have condensed within my body this month. Three days ago, I broke through from the ninth realm of martial apprentice to the first realm of martial practitioner. If you take my Lifeblood Essence now, the Gu poison in your body will completely disappear."

Xiao Chen slit his finger, and a drop of golden blood slowly seeped out. The pain made his face twist and cold sweat dripped down his face.

The Lifeblood Essence was extremely precious, with only two drops produced in a month. However, to cure his beloved, Xiao Chen sacrificed a drop every month for the past five years, regardless of the weather and at a great cost to himself.

"Thank you, Brother Xiao Chen."

Qin Meng Yun smiled at Xiao Chen, her beauty breathtaking.

"The Gu poison in my body has finally been completely eradicated."

After swallowing the Lifeblood Essence, the Gu poison completely disappeared. Qin Meng Yun's smile was even brighter.

"Meng Yun, congratulations!"

Xiao Chen could not help expressing his joy.

The next moment!

Ah!

Xiao Chen's chest suddenly ached, and he let out a scream!

Looking down, Xiao Chen saw a short knife embedded in his chest!

The handle of the sword, startlingly, was gripped by Qin Mengyun!

Xiao Chen's eyes bulged impressively, full of disbelief!

"Qin Mengyun, why?"

Xiao Chen stared intently at Qin Mengyun.

"Xiao Chen, you can't blame me, blame yourself for everything," said Qin Mengyun.

She was staring at Xiao Chen coldly as if staring at a stranger.

"Blame me?"

Xiao Chen was baffled, his eyes full of confusion.

"In four days, it will be the annual recruiting ceremony of the four biggest martial arts families in the capital city, and this time, not only the four families, TianSheng Martial School will also join the event. By tradition, they only select one student," explained Qin Mengyun.

"And you, as the strongest among the young generation in Ancient Wind City, will definitely be chosen if TianSheng comes recruiting here."

"If you weren't here, as per the previous tradition, with my eighth-tier martial student cultivation, I could absolutely gain admission to TianSheng Martial School."

"It is you who stood in my way!"

"Xiao Chen, don't you think it's your fault? If you weren't the top genius of Ancient Wind City, you wouldn't have to die."

Each word from Qin Mengyun was like a stabbing sword, piercing directly into Xiao Chen's heart, causing immense pain!

At this moment, Qin Mengyun exemplifies the phrase 'biting the hand that feeds you!'

"So it is indeed my fault!

How is it that I'm to blame!

Ha ha ha ha ha!"

Xiao Chen suddenly broke into a fit of laughter, his laughter unhinged.

Although he was laughing, his face was bathed in tears.

Those tears were bloody tears, tears of heartache.

Just what kind of heartache would cause a person to laugh maniacally while shedding bloody tears!

"Xiao Chen, since you're about to die, why don't you give me your life-blood and power of martial spirit as a parting gift?"

"Ah!"

As his life-blood was removed and martial spirit destroyed, pain came crashing upon him like a tidal wave, causing Xiao Chen to let out a shrill scream.

His body was in great pain.

But what hurt even more...

...was Xiao Chen's heart!

This was truly a case of feeding the tiger that turns against you!

"Worthless trash, die!"

Qin Mengyun’s face was cold and indifferent as she kicked Xiao Chen off the cliff.

All the past affection was totally worthless in Qin Mengyun's eyes!

Beautiful as a fairy, cruel as a scorpion, it absolutely suited this woman, Qin Mengyun!

Bottom of the cliff.

Thud!

Xiao Chen fell into a cold black pool.

At the bottom of the pool, there was an entirely black, shattered ancient sword.

“My martial soul was ruined, the channels of Qi were utterly destroyed, and all my cultivation was lost. These conditions perfectly match the sword master requirement of the Creation Ancient Sword. This damned fate has finally opened its eyes. If I can't find a suitable new sword master, the Creation Ancient Sword will run out of energy and will be thoroughly extinguished."

Accompanied by a mysterious voice, the broken ancient sword suddenly flew towards Xiao Chen and directly merged into his body!

Xiao Chen's consciousness suddenly entered a mysterious space.

"Am I dead? Is this the dark underworld?" Xiao Chen murmured to himself.

"Little guy, you're not dead. How could the chosen master of the Creation Ancient Sword die so easily?"

When Xiao Chen was fuming with anger, a mysterious voice suddenly rang in his ear: "You've managed to turn misfortune into blessing, gaining the recognition of the Creation Ancient Sword and becoming its master. You are indeed a chosen one. Congratulations, you've become the sword master of the Creation Ancient Sword."

"Who is that?"

Xiao Chen called out coldly, looking all around, only to find the surroundings devoid of people.

"This is the sword dream space of the Creation Ancient Sword, you can't see me."

The voice continued to echo, "Having received the recognition of the Creation Ancient Sword, your fate will undergo earth-shattering changes. Once your cultivation succeeds, with one man and one sword, you will be able to slaughter millions of gods and demons across countless realms."

"Slaughter millions of gods and demons? Isn't that a joke?"

Xiao Chen laughed mockingly at himself, "My meridians are shattered, my martial soul extinguished, my lifeblood taken away. I'm a complete good-for-nothing."

"Indeed, what you said is the truth. Under normal circumstances, you could only be a good-for-nothing for a lifetime."

That voice echoed once again,

"What I was referring to are normal circumstances, but you are different. You have obtained the approval of the Creation Ancient Sword. Although the Creation Ancient Sword is now damaged, its power is less than a tiny fraction of its peak period, it’s still enough to make your martial soul reunite and your meridians rebuild, setting you back on the path of cultivation."

The mysterious voice said, "Do you know, if your martial soul had not been extinguished, your meridians had not been destroyed, and your cultivation had not been lost, you would never have received the approval of the Creation Ancient Sword. Fortune occurs where disaster lurks, who can tell clearly? You are chosen by destiny because you benefited from a disaster."

"Are you telling the truth?"

Xiao Chen was completely taken aback, with the flames reigniting in his eyes!

The mysterious voice once again resounded in Xiao Chen's mind—

"Now I control the Creation Ancient Sword, transforming it directly into your new martial soul, then using the power contained within the Creation Ancient Sword to help you step onto the peak again!"

"Creation Ancient Sword, transform into the martial soul!"

The mysterious voice echoed in Xiao Chen's mind.

Boom!

The Primordial Sword radiated tremendous brightness before completely integrating into Xiao Chen's soul ocean, transforming into a brand new Martial Soul.

The new Martial Soul emanated ten kinds of radiance, astonishingly, it was the legendary tenth-rank Martial Soul.

Buzz..Buzz..Buzz..

An overwhelming power seeped out from the Primordial Sword, causing Xiao Chen's meridians to be reconstructed. His body was filled with vital essence and blood causing accelerated metamorphosis.

"The taboo technique of the ancient times, the Chaotic Ancestral Dragon Art, come forth."

Buzz!

From within the Primordial Sword, a cultivation method emerged.

"The Chaotic Ancestral Dragon Art, reversing Yin and Yang, overthrowing the cycle of reincarnation, defying the heavens with the sword, advancing against the heavens with every step, resisting the heavens at all times!"

Defying the heavens with one step, resisting the heavens at all times!

These eight words exuded an infinite dominance, if the heavens are unjust, then I will defy these heavens!

The eight words ignited the hot blood in Xiao Chen’s heart!

An air of boldness filled his chest!

"Chaotic Ancestral Dragon Art!"

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, began to operate the Chaotic Ancestral Dragon Art with full force. Immediately, an even more overwhelming energy surged out from the Primordial Sword, continuously pouring into Xiao Chen's body.

Boom!

Xiao Chen's body shook suddenly as an explosive sound emanated from within, instantly restoring his cultivation level to the first level of the Martial Disciple Realm!

But it didn’t stop there!

Martial Disciple Realm, second level.

Martial Disciple Realm, third level.

Martial Warrior Realm, first level.

Martial Warrior Realm, second level.

Martial Warrior Realm, third level.

Martial Warrior Realm, ninth level!

Supported by the power of the Sword Star, Xiao Chen's cultivation began to steadily rise. At the break of dawn, he had reached the ninth level of the Martial Warrior Realm!

But that’s not all.

Xiao Chen had also awakened the Primordial Bloodline!

The Primordial Bloodline, ranked first among all heavenly bloodlines!

Those who possess the Primordial Bloodline are able to cultivate their bodies into a Primordial Sacred Body, offering unbeatable physical combat power at their level. It's recognized as one of the most formidable physiques!

What Xiao Chen didn't know was that as he was trying his best to break through, a black-robed elder casually strolling in the depth of the sky suddenly showed a look of surprise. He then directly stepped through the void and appeared beside him.

"A person without any cultivational skill managed to directly cultivate to the Ninth Heaven realm of warrior overnight. The most crucial part is he awakened the ancient bloodline ranked first in the Bloodline Ranking of All Heavens, which could potentially cultivate into the Saint Body of Ancient Times in the future, becoming an earth-shaking great powerhouse! Even though the capital has its fair share of geniuses and extraordinary talents, they seem too weak when compared to this young man."

The black-robed elder stared at Xiao Chen, flashes of marvel in his eyes: "Even Qin Cangqiong, who is acclaimed as the number one among the young generation of the Great Qin Dynasty and referred to as a legend and unparalleled in history, can't compare to him. Such a person, we must secure him for our Celestial Martial Mansion!"

The black-robed elder then took off into the sky and disappeared into the depths of the celestial dome in the blink of an eye.

Great Qin Dynasty, Tianye City of the Capital, Celestial Martial Mansion.

The black-robed elder returned to the Celestial Martial Mansion, drew a portrait of Xiao Chen immediately and summoned the Mansion Lord of this tenure, Gu Yuncang.

As the Mansion Lord of Celestial Martial Mansion and one of the top ten powerhouses of the Great Qin Dynasty, Gu Yuncang held a prestigious position in the dynasty. Even the emperor would show him respect, let alone the common people who would shake in fear in his presence.

However, Gu Yuncang seemed rather uneasy at the moment.

Because he was about to meet someone—a guardian deity of the Celestial Martial Mansion for hundreds of years!

"Old Ancestor hasn't returned for a hundred years, and now he comes back saying that there is an urgent matter to discuss with me, I wonder if it's a blessing or a curse."

Gu Yuncang was walking down the road, his heart pounding.

"Old Ancestor, what do you require?"

Gu Yuncang arrived in front of the black-robed elder, bowing his head in respect.

"Gu Yuncang, there is a person here. No matter what method you use, this person must be included in the new recruit students this time. Otherwise, you might as well no longer be the Lord of the Mansion."

The black-robed elder handed a painting to Gu Yuncang, then turned around and simply left, not giving Gu Yuncang a chance to ask questions.

"The Ancestor always has this kind of temperament," Gu Yun Cang sighed bitterly, revealing the scroll he was holding. Within the painting outlined a young man, Xiao Chen.

"Ancestor! Ancestor! You haven't told me where this young man is from," Gu Yun Cang suddenly recalled and hastily asked out loud. The Ancestor had already left, and Gu Yun Cang was left without an answer.

"Alas, it seems I have to find it out myself." Gu Yun Cang sighed heavily and quickly sent people out to search for the traces of the young man in the painting.

In the Ancient Style City, the Xiao clan.

The leaders of the Xiao clan gathered in the conference hall.

A resounding, authoritative voice echoed throughout the meeting hall -

"Xiao Chen has gone into demonic cultivation, becoming useless, his life and death unknown. Xiao Jian Ren has awakened the Ninety-ninth Heavenly Bloodline, the Nine Flames Bloodline, and has breakthrough to the Martial Artist Realm Second Heavenly Layer. As the grand elders unanimously agree, I now announce, the cancellation of Xiao Chen as the young clan leader position, replaced by Xiao Jian Ren."

Xiao Ming Shan, the elder, announced in public the removal of Xiao Chen's young clan leader position.

"Xiao Ming Shan, my son Xiao Chen has not returned till now. You, as the elder, instead of showing concern and searching for him, you believe some rumors and directly deposed my son from his position as young clan leader, isn't this somewhat excessive?" Xiao Ba Tian glared at Xiao Ming Shan in anger. "Xiao Jian Ren may be your grandson, but do you need to be so eager to push him to take the position? At the very least, you should wait until my son returns and then make your decision."

Although there were rumors that Chu Xun had succumbed to devil possession and had become a mere shadow of his former self, Xiao Batian simply didn't believe it!

His son had not returned yet, and after fruitless searching for three days, Xiao Batian was already beside himself with anxiety and worry.

And now, to make matters worse, the Grand Elder unexpectedly wanted to divest his son of his position as the young clan leader at this time!

At this moment, Xiao Batian trembled all over in anger, his eyes a bloody red, staring at Xiao Mingshan like a raging beast, with a ferocious and menacing look.

"You all tell me, isn't this decision too hasty?"

Xiao Batian looked around, seemingly looking for support from others.

But those who used to revere Xiao Batian, now turned their heads one after another. Surprisingly, not a single person stood up to back Xiao Batian.

Seeing this, Xiao Batian couldn't help but give a wry smile.

It appears that Xiao Mingshan had been well-prepared for today's affair.

And Xiao Batian, who had been out looking for Xiao Chen these three days, hadn't slept a wink in three days and was unaware of the undercurrents within the family.

"Xiao Batian, just accept your fate. Your son Xiao Chen's position as the young clan leader, I am determined to abolish today!"

Xiao Mingshan stared at Xiao Batian aggressively.