[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ancient-tears-bloodline":3,"chapter-ancient-tears-bloodline-ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-951":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},1256979,1684,"Chapter 951 - 951 Thunderflame Faction","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-951",951,"\u003Cp>Chapter 951: Thunderflame Faction Chapter 951: Thunderflame Faction From MC’s Perspective: After receiving advice from both of them, we continued deeper into the area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surroundings reminded me of a campus, but it was clear this was a private area, reserved for more exclusive purposes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air here felt heavier with importance, a subtle reminder that we were entering a place where only select few were allowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We finally arrived at the Main Building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its architecture was striking an arch-shaped structure that towered over the nearby buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The height alone commanded respect, and the intricacy of the design hinted at the building’s significance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zack, follow us inside,” Clinton instructed, his tone firm but casual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave a nod of acknowledgment and trailed behind them as we crossed the threshold into the building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as I stepped inside, my eyes began to scan the area, taking in every detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was reminiscent of the one where we had previously met the Dean, though this one was smaller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike before, the room wasn’t empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People were already present, seated in a semi-circle ahead of us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze moved upward, and I saw five individuals seated on ornate chairs that resembled thrones, their presence immediately commanding attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room seemed to radiate their authority, making it clear they were the ones in charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were five of them two men and three women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes first landed on the men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them was an elderly man with a bald head and a long, flowing white beard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His age was evident in the deep lines etched across his face, yet his eyes sparkled with sharp intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore simple white robes, but what stood out was the white flame crest emblazoned on his chest, a symbol that likely represented his element or affiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him sat a man who appeared to be in his forties, though his presence was much more imposing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His long black hair, streaked with a few strands of silver, framed his face, and he was clad in a black uniform that resembled armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The edges of the armor were trimmed with golden patterns, adding an air of regality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What caught my eye was the golden bolt crest on his chest an unmistakable symbol of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning immediately came to mind, and I wondered if he was somehow connected to that element.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shifting my gaze, I turned my attention to the three women seated alongside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was a woman in her mid-forties, her features mature and sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had long black hair and piercing dark eyes, with a skin tone that leaned toward a warm tan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her black uniform matched the fiery black flame crest on her chest, giving her an aura of control and intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second woman appeared much younger, likely in her late twenties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sky-blue hair shimmered under the room’s light, matching her equally striking blue eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin was fair, and she wore a uniform that matched the hue of her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crest on her chest a symbol of ice and fire intertwined immediately drew my attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear she held an affinity for both elements, a rare combination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, my eyes settled on the last woman, who appeared to be in her fifties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her green hair was pulled back, and her pale skin had a soft, ethereal quality to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in flowing green robes, she carried an air of quiet wisdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green tree crest on her chest symbolized life, growth, or nature a powerful contrast to the others seated beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I stood there, taking in the weight of their presence, I couldn’t help but wonder what role each of them played and how they would judge the purpose of our visit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence stretched on for a moment longer, heavy with expectation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I continued observing, I quickly became aware that their gazes had shifted to me as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of their eyes bore into me, assessing, analyzing though none of them had the same overwhelming force that I had felt from the Dean’s gaze earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, there was a weight behind their stares, a sense that they were peeling back layers, trying to discern who I was beneath the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clinton and Sally stood silently at my side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before we arrived, Clinton had already sent a message to the Elders, notifying them of our approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, from the way he stiffened slightly, I could tell he hadn’t expected them all to be gathered here, awaiting us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that they were now focused on me kept him silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want to interrupt the moment, and it seemed Sally had made the same decision, standing quietly beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few tense seconds passed, the silence stretching before it was finally broken by a burst of laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha…Ha…Ha…” The sound was rich and full of joy, coming from the old man dressed in white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t expect the little boy to be a warrior of triple elements!” His laughter continued, filling the room with a lightness that cut through the previous tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man seated next to him, the one in black armor with the golden bolt crest, responded with a firm, almost possessive tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He has purple lightning,” he said, his voice steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m the only one here who can guide him.” His words were matter-of-fact, as if this was already settled in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room remained silent for only a moment longer before the older woman, the one with green hair and the tree crest, let out a sharp sound of disapproval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!” She folded her arms across her chest, her voice carrying an air of authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m here as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kid has a healing element, and I’m the only one here with experience in healing.” Her comment sparked a ripple of amusement among the others, and a soft chuckle passed through the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the brief bickering, there was an undeniable sense of harmony between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The banter wasn’t born from rivalry but from deep camaraderie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear that, despite their differing opinions, they respected each other, and their unity as Elders was strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere lightened considerably as the laughter faded, leaving behind a sense of calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This subtle display of their personalities, along with their good-natured teasing, revealed more than just their abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It showed the strength of their bond, a bond that had clearly been forged over many years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the easygoing exchange, I couldn’t ignore the significance of their words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of them had laid a claim, in some way, over my future path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no small matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that I had caught their attention meant that my powers the triple elements, the purple lightning, the healing had placed me squarely in their sights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What came next would be critical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait!” the old man in white suddenly called out, raising his hand slightly to halt the conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes gleamed with wisdom as he glanced at the others, then back to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before we make any decisions, let us explain our faction to this young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Clinton and Sally deserve recognition for bringing such a special seed to our Thunderflame faction,” he added, his tone turning solemn as he acknowledged their efforts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clinton gave a respectful nod, while Sally remained quiet, her gaze fixed on the Elders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear that they both took great pride in being able to bring me here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man’s focus returned to me, his eyes warm but serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little guy,” he began, “you’ve likely heard of the various halls in our university the Outer Hall, the Inner Hall, the other Halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what you may not know is that beyond these halls, different factions exist within the university, each with its own focus and expertise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These factions aren’t bound by rank or status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It doesn’t matter whether a student belongs to the Outer Hall or the Higher Hall.” He paused for a moment, as if to let that sink in, before continuing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In our faction, the Thunderflame, we welcome those with affinities for lightning, fire, or healing elements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These elements are our foundation, and we strive to nurture the talents of those who carry them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You, young one, possess two of these elements lightning and healing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This makes you uniquely qualified to join our ranks.” His voice grew more intent, and I could feel the weight of his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room seemed to settle as the importance of the old man’s explanation dawned on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t just an invitation; it was an opportunity that could shape my future within the university.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Thunderflame faction clearly held significant power, and the fact that I had been singled out because of my dual affinities was no small thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man in the black armor with the golden bolt crest, who had spoken earlier, nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His intense gaze hadn’t left me for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The purple lightning you possess isn’t just any form of lightning,” he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a rare and powerful variation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you join our faction, I can personally guide you in mastering it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one else in this university understands lightning like I do.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Aravind_S Creation is hard, cheer me up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VOTE for me!\u003C\u002Fp>",1547,"2026-06-05T15:57:06.191Z",1,"novelbin.me","7da5fe26855d2e5a6cee79723b0ba4c49a2f3c4c1c94627e69be6c665cb7f4fc","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-952","ancient-tears-bloodline-chapter-950",1498,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fancient-tears-bloodline-cover.jpg"]