[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ancient-tears-bloodline":3,"chapter-ancient-tears-bloodline-ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-932":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},1256960,1684,"Chapter 932 - 932 Part 1 Truth comes out","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-932",932,"\u003Cp>Chapter 932: Part 1: Truth comes out Chapter 932: Part 1: Truth comes out From MC’s Perspective: The following day, After waking up and shaking off the remnants of sleep, I fell into my familiar routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quick stretch, a wash, and a light meal to start the day-it was all part of a disciplined ritual I had long established.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none of that mattered compared to what came next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With anticipation building inside me, I made my way to the essence chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was where real progress happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mind was already focused on my next goal: breaking through the barrier to reach the SSS-ELITE Rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment I achieved that, everything would change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opportunities that were currently out of reach would suddenly be within my grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world would open up to me in ways I could only dream of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power, the influence-it would all be mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I seated myself in the center of the chamber, surrounded by the ambient flow of world energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pulsed faintly in the air, a subtle but constant hum of energy waiting to be harnessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closing my eyes, I began to focus, feeling the familiar sensation of mana coursing through my body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each breath drew in more power, each exhale released tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This process, though repetitive, never lost its importance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I needed to break through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faster I could achieve this rank, the sooner I could dominate my path forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight of my goal pressed on my mind as I fell into deep cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alpha City: As the new day dawned over Alpha City, the streets were already buzzing with activity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The city’s hunting teams, loyal to various gangs, were back at it-continuing their missions, collecting bounties, and securing their territories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the same rhythm that kept the city’s pulse alive, day in and day out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not everyone was content.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the Vulture Gang, the day began with unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their leader, a man known for his cold calculation, was growing more anxious by the hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hunting team-one of the more seasoned ones-had been missing for over a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn’t normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teams went out on missions and didn’t return on time, sure, but they always sent word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This silence was unsettling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader had hoped they would come back on their own, but now he wasn’t so sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time was slipping away, and as the morning turned to noon, a creeping sense of dread began to settle in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he wasn’t ready to panic just yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave orders for the other hunting teams under his command to keep an eye out for any trace of the missing group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they stumbled upon any clues during their missions, they were to report back immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what he didn’t want to admit to himself-or to his men-was the gnawing fear of a worst-case scenario.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Vulture Gang was no stranger to bloody conflicts, but losing an entire team?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader kept these dark thoughts buried, hoping the day would bring better news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By mid-afternoon, his hope was shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Word reached him, not from his hunting teams, but from the families of the missing hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had their own ways of knowing when something was wrong-secret methods passed down through their bloodlines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The message was clear, and it hit the leader harder than he had anticipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their descendants were dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader’s hands clenched into fists as he processed the news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t just a setback; this was a disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Losing a hunting team wasn’t just a loss of manpower, it was a blow to his gang’s reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever had killed them had made a statement, and now the Vulture Gang would have to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the leader knew one thing for certain-retribution was coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader of the Vulture Gang sat frozen for a moment, stunned to the core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news of his hunting team’s death felt surreal, impossible even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one would dare commit such an act here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was strictly forbidden by the Federation to kill fellow members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such actions carried severe consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shock quickly gave way to disbelief-this wasn’t supposed to happen, not in this city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew better than anyone that rules could be bent, and laws had their loopholes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind raced, landing on one glaring exception: the monster zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside those dangerous regions, anything was fair game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conflicts between rival gangs were often “settled” in those chaotic lands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warriors killed each other under the guise of monster hunting, using the lawlessness of the zone as cover for their brutal vendettas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the leader’s mind churned with suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could his hunting team have been lured into such a trap?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this be the work of a rival gang?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing through them as his thoughts darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rival gangs were always circling, like vultures waiting for weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as far as he knew, there were no real tensions simmering between the gangs lately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No public disputes, no outright confrontations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, there were always undercurrents of competition, the subtle plays for power beneath the surface, but nothing that had escalated to this level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing that would justify the outright slaughter of one of his teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confusion gnawed at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“”Why now?”” What had triggered this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it was an attack from a rival, there should have been some warning signs-tensions rising, whispers in the streets, something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there had been nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The city had been relatively calm in recent days, the balance of power undisturbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t make sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing was clear-his team was gone, and something “”had”” happened to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest tightened with anger and frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader slammed his fist onto the table in front of him, his mind made up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t waste any more time wondering what had gone wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth would only come to light when he had the bodies of his men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he sent out orders to his remaining hunting teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever missions they were on, whatever tasks they were completing, they were to stop immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The search for the missing team took priority now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every available resource had to be mobilized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other teams were to comb through the monster zones and the surrounding regions, leaving no stone unturned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader knew his decision to halt all ongoing missions would draw attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other gangs would surely notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a bold move, but the situation called for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed answers, and he needed them fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bodies of his men would tell him what happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And once he had the truth, the next step would be clear-**whoever** was responsible would pay dearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the news of their descendants’ deaths spread, the families of the missing hunters wasted no time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These families were powerful in their own right, with deep roots and connections within the Federation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They, too, understood the gravity of the situation and weren’t about to sit idly by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, they called upon their own warriors-each of them Federation members, skilled and well-equipped for this type of mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their orders were clear: join the search for the missing hunting team, and do not return until answers were found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the leader of the Vulture Gang was already thinking several steps ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his hunting teams scoured the monster zones, he knew brute force alone wouldn’t solve this mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Information was power, and in Alpha City, intelligence was often more valuable than muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone knew something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His instincts told him that this wasn’t the work of some random occurrence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, this attack was deliberate, calculated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silent elimination like this could only be carried out by one of the city’s gangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, only they had the resources and nerve to pull off such an audacious strike in secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each gang in Alpha City had its own network of allies and informants, shadowy figures who lurked behind the scenes, pulling strings and orchestrating events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own gang was no different; they, too, had powerful backers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the leader hesitated to involve them just yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His most valuable supporter was a force to be reckoned with, someone whose wrath was unpredictable and dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disturbing that individual too soon would be a risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this person discovered the situation before the leader had concrete answers, his fury would likely be directed at the leader himself for failing to protect the gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“”No, not yet.”” He needed to uncover the truth on his own before involving his benefactor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last thing he wanted was to trigger a disaster by acting prematurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind raced as he considered his options.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were subtle ways to gather information in this city, without tipping his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alpha City was a den of secrets, and with the right contacts, whispers from the shadows could reveal more than any direct confrontation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader knew that several gangs in the city had been trying to expand their influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While there had been no open hostility recently, the undercurrents of rivalry never truly disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some gang could have seen an opportunity, a chance to weaken the Vulture Gang by quietly eliminating one of their hunting teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“”But who?””” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Aravind_S Creation is hard, cheer me up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VOTE for me!\u003C\u002Fp>",1551,"2026-06-05T15:57:05.650Z",1,"novelbin.me","828323859820f2628028a53a82f507cef6ff2c4c7a7287986c604e1e0ab30d07","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-933","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-931",1498,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fancient-tears-bloodline-cover.jpg"]