Chapter 642: Transforming into Demon, transforming into Demon, also transforming into Human

The sun set in the west, the sunset glow filling the sky.

Outside Wind Fire City, on Emerald Cloud Peak, there was a stone table, and beside the table, stone stools, with a pair of young boy and girl leaning against each other.

The boy had a thin build, his face slightly pale, his features delicate.

The girl wore a snow-white long dress, her skin like jade, her appearance incomparably beautiful.

The girl's head rested on the boy's shoulder; under the illumination of the sunset, they were like a pair of immortal lovers.

"Yao'er, I really hope we can be like this for a lifetime!" The boy said softly, a happy smile on his face.

"Brother Ming, of course we can; we said we would be together for a lifetime."

A happy smile appeared on the girl's face.

The boy was named Lu Ming, the girl named Lu Yao.

Looking at the smile on Lu Yao's face, Lu Ming's eyes became even gentler, and he held Lu Yao's soft, boneless jade hand, saying: "Yao'er, although my meridians are blocked and I cannot condense true Qi, as long as I can awaken my bloodline, the Elder Council will buy spiritual medicine to clear my meridians, and then I can cultivate."

"I will definitely become a martial arts powerhouse and protect you for a lifetime."

"Thank you, Brother Ming."

A look of being moved appeared in Lu Yao's eyes, and she added: "Brother Ming, did someone really test your bloodline and say you inherited your father's bloodline?"

"Yes, Yao'er, so in the future, your man will definitely be a powerhouse." A confident smile appeared on Lu Ming's face.

Lu Yao smiled slightly and picked up the wine cup on the stone table; in the cup was the famous Blood Tongue Orchid Wine, emitting a faint fragrance.

Lu Yao kissed Lu Ming on the face like lightning, her face blushing, and she picked up the wine cup and said: "Brother Ming, come, Yao'er rewards you."

Lu Ming took the wine cup and said: "Yao'er, you treat me to a cup of Blood Tongue Orchid Wine every day; I am truly grateful to have you by my side."

Having said this, he picked up the wine cup and drank it in one gulp.

The fragrance of the wine lingered on the tip of his tongue, and Lu Ming's heart was as sweet as the fragrance of the wine, but the next moment, he felt the world spinning.

"Yao'er, why do I feel a bit dizzy? This wine of yours..."

Lu Ming supported himself on the stone table and looked at Lu Yao, but at this time, he discovered that Lu Yao's expression was a bit cold.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, Yao'er has been with you for three years, nothing more than to nourish your pulse; now the time has come, why don't you contribute your bloodline?"

At this time, a middle-aged man appeared from the side; it was Lu Yao's father.

Rumble!

It was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in Lu Ming's mind.

"Yao'er!"

Lu Ming looked at Lu Yao in disbelief, but Lu Yao's eyes were full of coldness.

"Why? I love you so much!"

Lu Yao's cold gaze was like sharp knives stabbing into Lu Ming's heart; he let out a roar and lunged toward Lu Yao.

But Lu Yao just stepped back slightly, and he fell to the ground.

"Duanmu Lin of the Profound Origin Sword Sect, started cultivating at six, opened two divine meridians in half a year, stepped into the Martial Warrior realm, stepped into the Martial Master realm at nine, and is now sixteen, one of the four great geniuses of the Profound Origin Sword Sect; and you? Weak and sickly, meridians blocked—to put it bluntly, you are just trash. Even if you awaken your bloodline, you are still trash; can you compare with Duanmu Lin?"

"Such a genius is the only one worthy of me, Lu Yao. To marry into such a family, one must awaken a powerful bloodline. Since you love me so much, why not fulfill me and use your bloodline to help me awaken a more powerful bloodline."

A cold voice came from Lu Yao's mouth.

Thump!

At this time, the middle-aged man stepped on Lu Ming's back, a sharp knife appeared in his hand, and he shouted: "Lu Ming, offer up your bloodline!"

Ah!

At his spine, the heart-piercing pain instantly drowned Lu Ming; Lu Ming roared, his voice full of loneliness, helplessness, and despair.

Gradually, Lu Ming fell into boundless darkness.

"Lu Yao, Lu Yunxiong, why do you want to take my bloodline!"

Lu Ming let out a roar and sat up from the bed abruptly, making the bed made of nanmu wood creak.

Lu Ming was covered in sweat, his face pale; at first, he thought he had had a nightmare, but he soon realized that this was not a dream, but a fact that had already happened.

The situation from a few days ago appeared in his mind again.

Lu Ming, the descendant of the main branch of the Lu family in Wind Fire City, his father was the head of the Lu family. And Lu Yao was the daughter of the Great Elder of the first branch of the Lu family.

The two were of the same clan but different branches, grew up together, childhood sweethearts, and could be said to be inseparable; privately, they had even made vows and promised themselves to each other.

Lu Ming could never have imagined that Lu Yao would attack him with the Great Elder to take his bloodline.

"Strength, everything is because my strength is insufficient. If my talent were extraordinary and my strength powerful, how would they dare to treat me like this?"

Lu Ming clenched his fists, his whole body trembling, his eyes full of bloodshot veins.

Trash!

This was Lu Yao's name for him; Lu Yao's words from three days ago seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

Creak!

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a frail middle-aged woman walked in, looking at Lu Ming on the bed, asking with concern: "Ming'er, did you have a nightmare again?"

This beautiful woman was Lu Ming's mother, Li Ping.

Three days ago, it was Li Ping who was worried about Lu Ming's safety and went out to find him, only then saving Lu Ming; otherwise, Lu Ming would have already died.

Ever since the news came six years ago that Lu Ming's father had been killed while traveling outside, he had been dependent on Li Ping for survival.

Lu Ming looked at Li Ping, his eyes becoming soft, and said: "Mother, it's nothing, just a dream."

Looking at Lu Ming's pale face, Li Ping sat on the edge of Lu Ming's bed, touched Lu Ming's forehead, and said with heartache: "It's already been three days, and every time you shout that Lu Yao harmed you, Ming'er, what exactly is going on? Could it be that your injury is because of Lu Yao..."

Lu Ming said: "Mother, it's nothing, you heard wrong."

Lu Ming did not tell Li Ping that it was Lu Yao and the Great Elder who did it, because Li Ping did not cultivate martial arts; telling Li Ping would only harm her.

Li Ping hesitated for a moment and said: "Ming'er, in the future, you cannot call Lu Yao by her name in front of others; two days ago, Lu Yao awakened a fifth-level bloodline and also opened a divine meridian, and now she has obtained the recognition of the Elder Council. At the clan meeting two months from now, she will take charge of the Lu family and become the head of the Lu family; calling the head of the family by name will likely be said to be disrespectful."

"What? Lu Yao wants to take charge of the Lu family? She can forget about it."

Lu Ming let out a low roar, his eyes bloodshot, his teeth clenched so hard they rattled, and he was about to break his teeth, blood flowing out.

After Lu Ming's father was rumored to have been killed six years ago, for these six years, the Lu family had been managed by the Elder Council, and no new head of the family had been appointed.

Seeing Lu Ming like this, Li Ping was so frightened she lost her head, only holding Lu Ming's head, tears flowing constantly, saying: "Ming'er, don't scare Mother; Mother has already lost your father, and cannot lose you again."

"Father... where are you exactly? Ming'er believes you won't die. Now, Ming'er is powerless, and even the position of head of the family cannot be kept."

Lu Ming held tightly to a pendant on his neck; because he was using too much force, his fingernails pierced into his flesh, and blood kept seeping out.

This pendant, cast in bronze and the size of a broad bean, was sent back by someone from outside before Lu Ming's father had his accident; for these six years, Lu Ming had always carried it with him.

Blood from his palm seeped out and flowed toward the bronze pendant.

Hum!

Suddenly, the bronze pendant began to tremble slightly and became scalding hot.

Before Lu Ming could react, the bronze pendant shook, actually turning into specks of powder, drilling into Lu Ming's palm, entering his palm and disappearing.

Next, Lu Ming felt a scalding energy from his palm, following his arm, all the way up, and after a while, it stopped at the Indang acupoint between his eyebrows.

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Reborn!"

Suddenly, a huge roar sounded in Lu Ming's mind, shaking Lu Ming's mind until it buzzed.

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Reborn!"

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Reborn!"

The continuous roars sounded constantly in Lu Ming's mind, and then, a scorching aura set out from between his eyebrows and surged toward Lu Ming's spine.

The next moment, the roar disappeared, but on his spine, there was a burst of numbness and itching, and his whole body became scalding hot.

"What's going on?"

Lu Ming was completely clueless.

At this time, the numbness and itching on his spine were even more intense, as if something was growing slowly.

"Ming'er, what's wrong with you, don't scare Mother."

Feeling the abnormality in Lu Ming's body, Li Ping was even more afraid, somewhat at a loss.

"Bloodline reborn? Could it be that I can really be bloodline reborn?" Lu Ming wondered in his heart.

Ancient books record that only very few people, after their bloodline is stripped or damaged for other reasons, can be bloodline reborn and regrow a bloodline.

But most of the reborn bloodlines are of very low grade and of no great use.

But there are also very, very few people who can break and then stand, break the cocoon and be reborn, rise in destruction, transcend the past, and awaken the supreme bloodline.

But this probability is so small it can be ignored; ancient books record that there have been few such cases since ancient times.

Transcending the past and awakening the supreme bloodline, Lu Ming didn't think about it; after all, the probability was too small. He would be very happy if he could just awaken a bloodline.

With a bloodline, he could cultivate martial arts and change his destiny.

At this time, the abnormality on his body slowly disappeared, and a smile appeared on Lu Ming's face, saying: "Mother, I'm fine!"

"Young Master, it's great that you're fine; you scared us to death these past few days!"

At this time, a young girl walked over and said.

The girl was about the same age as Lu Ming and was extremely beautiful.

Lu Ming naturally recognized her; the girl was named Qiuyue, Li Ping's personal maid, who had grown up with him since childhood.

"Qiuyue, I'm fine, don't worry!"

Lu Ming smiled.

Then, Lu Ming scanned his surroundings, his expression changing abruptly, and he said: "Mother, where is this? This is not the main mansion of the Lu family!"

Lu Ming's father used to be the head of the Lu family, and they used to live in the main mansion of the Lu family, but this was not it.

"Ming'er, you should rest well and don't overthink it!" Li Ping said, but the fleeting sadness and tears in her eyes were still captured by Lu Ming.

"Mother, what exactly is going on?" Lu Ming asked.

"Young Master, let me say it; we were driven out. Lu Yao said she was about to become the head of the family and should live in the main mansion, and we were not qualified to continue living in the main mansion, so she made us move out."

Beside him, Qiuyue gritted her teeth and said it, her pretty little face full of anger.

"What? Lu Yao, you bully people too much!" Lu Ming roared.

"You trash, what are you shouting about? Having a place for you to live is already a favor to you; why aren't you grateful?"

Just at this moment, a voice sounded outside the door, and then the door was opened, and a young man walked out.

"Lu Chuan, it's you!"

Lu Ming shouted angrily; this person was named Lu Chuan, Lu Yao's biological brother, and was a little older than Lu Ming.

"Lu Chuan, we have already left the main mansion, what are you still doing here?"

Li Ping said, her body subconsciously blocking in front of Lu Ming, seemingly afraid that Lu Chuan would hurt Lu Ming.

"I'm here to take the sword!"

After saying this, Lu Chuan's eyes scanned the surroundings, and when he saw a precious sword on the side of the bed, his eyes lit up, and he walked over immediately, reaching out to grab the precious sword in his hand.

"Lu Chuan, this sword is the only token left by Ming'er's father, to be left for Ming'er to use in the future; you cannot take it away."

Li Ping hurriedly reached out to grab it.

"Get lost!"

Lu Chuan used force, the scabbard shook, and a force burst out; Li Ping was not a cultivator, how could she resist? Her body stumbled backward, almost falling to the ground.

"Mother!" Lu Ming roared. ===== CHAPTER 643 =====

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