[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ancient-tears-bloodline":3,"chapter-ancient-tears-bloodline-ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-919":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Ancient Tears BloodLine",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1256947,1684,"Chapter 919 - 919 Part 2 Collecting monster cores","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-919",919,"\u003Cp>Chapter 919: Part 2: Collecting monster cores Chapter 919: Part 2: Collecting monster cores From MC’s perspective: As I began dissecting the massive corpse of the Sabertooth Monster, the pungent smell of blood mixed with the earthy scent of the forest floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hands moved with precision, carving through the tough, leathery hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Underneath layers of muscle and sinew, I finally found what I was looking for-the monster core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It gleamed faintly, pulsating with the last vestiges of the monster’s life force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I carefully extracted it, feeling its warmth against my palm before placing it in my storage ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ring hummed as it absorbed the core, a small but satisfying reward for my effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the monster’s body to decay in the wilderness, I turned away, my mind already on the next target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I moved swiftly, the foliage rustling as I advanced deeper into the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time seemed to blur as I hunted, each kill sharpening my focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time I encountered a few Class-7 Monsters, my blade moved like an extension of my will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beasts fell easily, their cores collected swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the sun began to sink behind the treetops, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, I realized it was getting late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I decided to make my way back home, satisfied with the day’s haul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour passed as I retraced my steps, eventually leaving the treacherous inner region and entering the outer areas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just when I thought my journey would end without any complications, I spotted a group of figures gathered near the barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My instincts sharpened; something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six warriors stood there, laughing and chatting casually, but the moment they noticed my presence, their demeanor shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coldness crept into my gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t take long to understand what was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This group had been waiting for unsuspecting warriors like me to pass by, undoubtedly to extort their hard-earned spoils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had heard of groups like this-plunderers who preyed on the weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today, they had picked the wrong target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I neared, I caught snippets of their conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, he’s Zack Lockwood,” one of them-a heavily built warrior-muttered, his voice tinged with caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let him go.” The others stiffened at the mention of my name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could see the recognition in their eyes as they exchanged uneasy glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, his teacher is Lowell McClain, the Silver Mark Warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s a core member of the Federation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We can’t afford to offend him,” a female warrior chimed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their words didn’t surprise me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lowell’s reputation often worked as a shield for me, whether I wanted it or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The expressions of the group shifted dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear, apprehension-emotions I was used to seeing whenever my teacher’s name was brought up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not everyone seemed convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wiry warrior at the back sneered, his eyes gleaming with ill intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha… looks like even the famous ones have to do missions,” he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes roamed over me, calculating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could see the greed simmering just beneath the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him, I wasn’t just another warrior-I was a target loaded with valuable resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several of the other warriors exchanged uneasy looks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While two of them clearly wanted to back off, the rest seemed torn, greed gnawing at their better judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t exactly afraid of Lowell McClain or even me-they all came from affluent families, likely familiar with Silver Mark Warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the lure of what I might be carrying was enough to cloud their judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could feel the tension in the air thickening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bulky warrior and the female warrior, the ones who had initially spoken up, seemed conflicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They understood the consequences of crossing someone like me-Lowell’s status in the Federation wasn’t something to take lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a core member, he held influence, closer to the Federation’s leadership, with the power to sway decisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if they caused trouble, it wouldn’t just be me they’d have to answer to; their families might feel the ripple effects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, despite this, the others were too arrogant to care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their privileged backgrounds had made them reckless, and now greed had blinded them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension hung heavy in the air, and I could already sense that a confrontation was brewing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other hand, my gaze swept across the group, taking in their postures, the way they held themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the arrogant looks on their faces, I could tell they weren’t beyond reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of them were SS-ELITE and SSS-ELITE rank-strong, sure, but nothing I couldn’t handle if it came to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed inwardly, relieved that I wasn’t dealing with anyone stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, I kept my expression neutral, not wanting to provoke them unnecessarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, I turned my back on them and moved towards the invisible barrier that separated the outer region from the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as I was about to step through, a voice rang out, dripping with arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where do you think you’re going?” I stopped, feeling the ripple of tension that followed those words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bulky warrior and the female warrior, who had initially wanted to avoid conflict, exchanged uneasy glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could see the regret in their eyes as they realized things were about to escalate beyond their control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could respond, the other three warriors quickly fell in line with the arrogant one, and in an instant, four of them had surrounded me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their stances were aggressive, their eyes filled with a mixture of greed and confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had seen this look before-a dangerous cocktail of privilege and recklessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrogant warrior, standing directly in front of me, smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flickered with a sinister gleam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hand over your storage bracelet,” he demanded, his voice calm but filled with expectation, as if he was used to getting what he wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mouth twitched in irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like I had just escaped the trouble with the Simon family, and now here I was, facing yet another group of overconfident fools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t help but feel the irony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trouble seemed to follow me like a shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glanced around at the four of them, my patience wearing thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you guys stupid?” I asked, my tone flat but sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrogance in their expressions faltered, if only for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I continued, “The Delta City is under the control of my teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His castle isn’t far from here, and he keeps close tabs on my whereabouts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you seriously think you can rob me and walk away unscathed?” My words hung in the air like a dark cloud, and I could see the flicker of doubt in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mentioning Lowell McClain wasn’t just a bluff; he had eyes everywhere, and they knew it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they weren’t scared of me personally, the weight of Lowell’s name should have been enough to make them reconsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But arrogance and greed are powerful motivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrogant warrior’s smile didn’t falter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ll take that chance,” he said, clearly banking on the idea that they could finish me off before word reached my teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hand clenched at my side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These fools had no idea what they were getting themselves into.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing my words, the bulky warrior and the female warrior exchanged knowing glances, their expressions unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t surprised-of course, they knew whose territory we were standing in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The presence of Lowell McClain loomed large, and they understood the consequences of crossing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leave it, Mitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t cause unnecessary trouble,” the female warrior, Catherine, spoke up, her voice firm but tinged with frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glared at the arrogant warrior, clearly irritated that he was stirring the pot for no reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her, this was a simple equation: Lowell’s influence was too great to mess with, especially for something as trivial as plundering a lone warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bulky warrior stepped forward as well, trying to reason with the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Think this through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You don’t want the Federation Head personally investigating your families, do you?” His voice carried more weight, aiming to appeal to their sense of self-preservation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his size, his tone was cautious, as if walking a tightrope between greed and the fear of consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other warriors faltered, hesitation flickering in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were used to following Mitch’s lead, accustomed to his arrogance and his ability to push boundaries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the mention of the Federation Head investigating their families seemed to give them pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their boldness wavered, uncertainty creeping in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment, I thought they might back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Mitch, the arrogant warrior, wasn’t swayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw his head back and let out a mocking laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha…Ha…Ha… We’ve already caused trouble!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What do you think he’ll do when he walks away from here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he gets back, he’ll inform his teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’ll be the ones getting hunted down.” His voice dripped with cold amusement as he ignored the warnings from his comrades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mitch’s eyes, still gleaming with greed, locked onto mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, we can’t afford to let him go,” he added, his tone darkening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words carried a twisted logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, the only way to avoid retaliation was to silence me now, before I could report back to Lowell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite Catherine and the bulky warrior’s attempts to dissuade him, Mitch wasn’t listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind was made up, and I could see the others slowly starting to fall in line behind him, torn between fear and greed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Aravind_S Creation is hard, cheer me up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VOTE for me!\u003C\u002Fp>",1585,"2026-06-05T15:57:05.650Z",1,"novelbin.me","f26586c55fcdf3034f93fe0d3c7fa794c12f98d7380f70270636b0da15ee0874","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-920","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-918",1498,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fancient-tears-bloodline-cover.jpg"]