When the carriage drove into the gate of Yinhui City, Ye Qingzhou opened his eyes.

“My father is a legendary swordsman, my mother is a great mage, and I come from a noble family. It seems that the Blood God threw me into this world in order to make me indulge in an illusory identity and gradually forget my true self.”

Ye Qingzhou felt that his own blood contained a terrifying power as huge as the blazing sun in the sky, and immediately understood the Blood God’s plan: “Noble blood and outstanding talent are all baits. If I indulge in them, I’m afraid I will go astray without realizing it.”

As he thought about it, Ye Qingzhou gathered a wisp of invisible sword energy at his fingertips, leaving a mark on the car window that only he could see. “But the struggle for the great way is to ‘verify one’s own way’. The power of blood is the martial arts of the Blood God, not my martial arts. Once you are tempted by the superficial benefits, you will be doomed.”

Ye Qingzhou, who had already experienced a dispute, understood what the correct path was in just a moment.

“It seems that the blood power of the Morning Star family is no longer usable, and it is best to destroy it directly, otherwise it will inevitably become a hidden danger in the future…”

Ye Qingzhou glanced at the sword on his waist: “My only reliance has always been the sword in my hand. The sword is the ultimate, the purest and the most refined.”

“Here we are, Master.”

The carriage stopped in front of the bronze gate of the Silver Royal Swordsman Academy.

Ye Qingzhou adjusted his dark blue cape with silver stars embroidered on it. As soon as he stepped out of the carriage, he heard a sneer: “Hey, has our Master Ryan finally gotten out of bed?”

The blond and blue-eyed young man leaned against the stone pillar with his arms folded, the top student badge on his chest shining brightly – it was Dietrich von Kraus, who was ranked third in the academy and a close friend of Kain, the eldest son of the Morning Star family.

Ye Qingzhou looked at him silently and tapped lightly on the sword case with his fingertips.

Zheng~
Han Men moved instantly, and then a ray of sword energy shot out, shattering the stone slab at Dietrich’s feet. The latter was frightened so much that he stepped back repeatedly, slipped and fell into the flower bed behind him.

There was silence.

“See you at the spring assessment.”

He said this calmly, carrying the sword case towards the dormitory area, and Dietrich’s angry curses were heard behind him.

On the other side, Dietrich von Krauss, who had fled the scene, stumbled into the training ground. At this moment, cold sweat was oozing from his forehead and his eyes were extremely uneasy.

Dietrich’s swordsmanship ranked third in the academy, and he was always proud of his calmness, but the sword energy from Ryan Morningstar’s casual strike just now made him feel the threat of death.

“Kane!”

He lowered his voice and saluted to the blond young man in the center of the field.

Kane Morningstar was wiping his dragon lance gracefully, with an adult flaming dragon with gleaming red scales crouching beside him.

After hearing Dietrich’s report, his fingertips paused slightly, his face still with a gentle smile, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

“Oh? My lovely brother, he finally stopped hiding his incompetence?”

Dietrich was puzzled: “Even if Ryan has some talent, how can he threaten you? You are a dragon rider who has contracted a blazing dragon, and you are also the eldest son of the family…”

Kane suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him.

“You don’t understand.”

He stroked the dragon’s scales, his voice so gentle it was almost dangerous: “The blood of the Morning Star family… that shining ‘starlight’ is more than one kind.”

Kane’s memory goes back to that snowy night ten years ago.

When he was six years old, he happened to pass by his brother’s bedroom. Through the crack in the door, he saw a faint golden halo flowing around the sleeping Ryan – it was not the silver light of the “Morning Star” recorded in the family history, but an older and more dazzling light.

Later, he found out from the forbidden book “Divine Blood Genealogy” that his Morning Star family was one of the direct descendants of the God of Dawn, and that bloodline talents could be divided into three levels.

The lowest level is the lower bloodline – Morning Star, which is marked by shining silver light and can draw the power of the stars to strengthen sword skills.
The second-rate middle bloodline has become very rare as the divine blood has gradually become thinner. Its name is Huiyue, and its symbol is the cold moonlight. It can communicate with the elemental tides and practice magic.

The eldest sister, Iris Morningstar, is Huiyue, but she is a woman and has already been engaged to the second prince, so she will not threaten Kane’s position as heir.

Only Ryan is different, because the blood power hidden in his body is most likely the long-lost superior bloodline – Dayo. Kane will never make a mistake with the golden light that is as bright as the sun!

Legend has it that those with this talent can awaken the “Dawn Divine Fire”, burn everything to ashes, and possess power almost as great as that of a god!

“Father never disclosed Ryan’s bloodline level…”

Kane’s nails dug into his palms. “Because he’s afraid that the royal family and the church will intervene directly.”

Once Ryan is confirmed as the “Sun”, according to the ancient contract, the Morningstar family must devote all resources to train him – even if it means depriving the eldest son of everything!
This is something that Kane, who thinks highly of himself, absolutely cannot accept. Even if it is beneficial to the family or even to himself, he still does not want to do it!
Since he was young, he has regarded himself as the master of the Morning Star Family. If everything in the family does not belong to him, it would be better to destroy it directly!

…………

As soon as Ye Qingzhou walked into the college auditorium, he noticed something unusual.

The usually noisy hall was now silent, with all the students standing in neat rows.

On the high platform, an old man in a scarlet robe was smiling kindly, but the sun badge hanging on his chest made Ye Qingzhou slightly dazed.

“The Cardinal of the Holy Sun Church…”

A brown-haired boy beside him walked up to Ye Qingzhou and reminded him quietly: “Ryan, today is the blood test day! I heard that even the ‘Glowing Holy Grail’ was brought this time!”

Ye Qingzhou understood instantly: This is the key node set by the Blood God!

According to the rules of this world, the awakening of blood will trigger resonance between heaven and earth.

As long as Ye Qingzhou taps into the power of “Sun” in his blood, he can quickly absorb the origin of this world, and even ascend to the throne of god and become an eternal being.

But the world before him was nothing but the Blood God’s dream. Ye Qingzhou did not need this false eternity.

Therefore, Ye Qingzhou also did not care about the origin of this world. At least for now, Ye Qingzhou could not digest this world created by the Blood God at all.

The more you swallow, the faster you will be assimilated.

The smart approach is to first strengthen one’s own avenue, and then reversely devour the Blood God’s origin and seize His foundation of the Dao. Only in this way can one successfully defy fate and change one’s destiny.

“interesting.”

Ye Qingzhou stroked the sword box and secretly circulated the infinite sword intent, “Let’s see… who will devour whom.”

In the Star Auditorium of the Silver Royal Swordsman Academy, candlelight flickered.

The scarlet-robed bishop stood in the center of the crystal altar, the gems inlaid on the golden scepter reflecting the ancient prayers chanted by the twelve white-robed priests.

The holy grail suspended in the air was emitting seven-colored light, and the runes on the cup wall gradually lit up with the chanting.

“In the name of my God…”

The bishop’s staff fell to the ground, and the light pattern on the altar spread like ripples: “Please come forward, all those who are being baptized!”

Dietrich von Krauss took a deep breath and slowly stepped onto the altar.

His blond hair was combed meticulously, and his silver-blue light armor shone coldly under the candlelight. His fingertips scratched the silver dagger, and blood slowly dripped…

tick~
A green whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the Holy Grail, and as the air whistled, a pair of translucent wings unfolded behind him.

“Blood of Mist Wings, Wind Step Awakens!”

The bishop declared loudly.

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

Dietrich raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and glanced at Ryan Morningstar at the end of the audience seats, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

Sirius Lanyi stood with his arms folded, a gleam of lightning in his pupils under his short silver hair. He nodded coldly. He was happy to see Dietrich, a member of the Lanyi family’s branch, awaken his bloodline.

Kane Morningstar smiled and clapped, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the pattern of the “Red Scar” on the Dragon Rider’s Spear. Then Brandon Earthstream strode forward, his short reddish-brown hair standing upright, showing his strong heart. He grinned, bit his thumb, and pressed the blood into the Holy Grail.

Boom~
A beam of light like magma shot up into the sky, red lines appeared on his skin, and the stone slabs under his feet melted into liquid. The hot air wave forced the students in the front row to retreat again and again.

“Earth veins, molten core awakening!”

Livia Flamescale’s red hair flew and golden patterns flickered slightly at the corners of her eyes as she assessed the threat posed by this burly opponent.

Brandon didn’t care about the gazes of the crowd. Instead, he turned his head to look at Ye Qingzhou and shouted in a rough voice: “Hey, Chenxing family! Let’s have a fight some other time?”

Ye Qingzhou stood quietly in the corner, unmoved by the words.

Every step Livia Flamescale took on the altar was like a flickering flame.

She took off her red hairpin and lightly pierced her wrist.

The moment the blood drop fell into the Holy Grail…

Hiss~
The clear water vaporized, and a flaming dragon shadow rose into the air from the cup, circling and roaring!
The golden lines at the corners of her eyes spread to half of her cheek and turned into dazzling dragon scales.

“Flame scale bloodline, dragon scale awakening!”

Kane’s eyes suddenly became hot, and the idea of ​​marriage was rapidly turning in his mind. If the Morning Star and Flame Scale families could form an alliance, his status as the eldest son would be completely consolidated.

Afterwards, Irene Liuge covered her ears, as her deep sea bloodline was particularly sensitive to dragon roars.

Livia stared at the dancing flames on her fingertips, and suddenly glanced in Ryan’s direction – this rumored “Second Young Master of the Morning Star Family” seemed to be completely unaffected by the dragon’s might just now?

Irene Liuge and her twin sister Ivy came forward holding hands. Two drops of blood fell into the Holy Grail at the same time.

hum~~
An illusory singing voice suddenly filled the auditorium, and the shadow of a deep-sea mermaid appeared in the air.

The students’ eyes gradually became dull, and some even walked towards the altar with a foolish smile.

“Liuge bloodline, Huanyin awakens!”

The bishop looked intoxicated, but he didn’t notice that Ryan’s sword case was trembling slightly under his black robe.

The sword intent of Wuji Sword protects its master autonomously and isolates the enchanting sound from outside.

With a flash of silver light, Sirius Lanyi teleported to the altar.

He flicked his fingernails and a drop of blood shot into the Holy Grail like an arrow…

crackle~
The dome glass was shattered by lightning, and the lightning condensed into a sharp bird beak at his fingertips. The sparks dancing in his hair made Dietrich’s face pale in the shadows.

“Bloodline of Storm Wing, Thunderbeak awakens!”

The bishop knelt down and shouted, secretly signaling the priest to record it – the Holy See must monitor this monster that can trigger thunder from the sky.

Everyone was shocked, because among the hundreds of noble children who participated in the awakening ceremony, only six had stood out so far.

Among them, Sirius is the only one who shows a genius of middle-level bloodline, which can be said to be one in a million.

Amid the heated discussion, Ryan Morningstar’s name was called, and the auditorium fell into silence.

Ye Qingzhou looked calm. He walked forward slowly and calmly, the hem of his black robe dragging on the stone slabs, making a rustling sound. The silver dagger slid across his fingertips as gracefully as writing with a pen.

tick~
one second.

two seconds.

The Holy Grail showed no reaction.

Kane’s mouth just raised an arc…

Click~
Suddenly, the golden holy grail exploded into pieces!

A golden torrent erupted like a solar prominence, Ryan’s black hair turned into brilliant golden flames in the heat wave, and the shadow of the sun emerging behind him melted the stained glass into liquid!
“The light of the sun, the bloodline of the upper class!”

The bishop almost collapsed to the ground, with an expression of disbelief on his face: “Dawn Divine Fire!”

“Ahhh!”

The five awakened ones screamed at the same time—the blood marks on their necks actually began to burn on their own!

Kane’s dragon lance “Red Scar” melted into molten iron, and spider-web-like blood-red runes appeared on the floor tiles of the auditorium.

Their lower bloodline encountered Ye Qingzhou’s higher bloodline and was immediately suppressed.

“Yao… the light of the sun, the supreme bloodline!”

The bishop collapsed to the ground, “The Dawn Divine Fire that has not appeared for a thousand years!”

Kane’s mask shattered, and he instantly got the Dragon Rider Spear “Red Scar”. Jealousy made his heart extremely twisted: “As expected… I can’t let you go!”

…………

The slums of Silver City are filled with the smell of decay and rust.

Kane Morningstar was wearing a tattered cape, with a mask covering his iconic blond hair and handsome face. He walked on the cobblestone road with sewage flowing all over it, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated building with a sign that read “Rusty Iron Tavern”.

The moment I pushed the door open, the noise stopped abruptly.

A dozen pairs of eyes were sizing him up under the dim oil lamp, with greed, vigilance, and more importantly, naked murderous intent.

“I want to see the Blood Eagle.”

Kane lowered his voice and pressed a gold coin with the Morningstar family crest on it onto the bar.

The bartender narrowed his eyes and turned the gold coin between his rough fingers. “Did you go to the wrong place, sir?”

“Stop talking nonsense.”

Kane’s fingertips ignited a ray of brilliant moon power, and the cold air condensed into frost on the wooden board: “Tell your leader, I need someone to disappear – permanently.”

The basement was filled with the smell of blood. The leader of the Blood Vultures, Gray Owl, was playing with a poisoned dagger. After hearing Kane’s request, he sneered: “God-killing Blood Noble? Are you crazy?”

“One hundred thousand gold coins.”

Kane pushed a magic contract over: “30,000 upfront, pay off when the deal is done.”

Gray Owl’s breathing became noticeably heavier. This amount of money was enough to allow the entire organization to remain anonymous for ten years.

After hesitating for a moment, he licked the dagger and said, “That guy from the Sun Bloodline is not easy to deal with.”

“Three days from now, on the night of the lunar eclipse…”

Kane stood up, his cloak brushing against the candlelight, casting a distorted shadow. “He will investigate the disappearance of the poor in the old city.”

Ye Qingzhou did come to the old town alone on the night of the lunar eclipse.

The Wuji Sword trembled in its sheath, warning of the murderous intent in the darkness. When he turned into a dead end, twelve assassins appeared at the same time.

“Whoosh!”

The first crossbow arrow was aimed at the back, but it spontaneously burned to ashes before it touched the black robe. (End of this chapter)