Chapter 1158: A beautiful future!

The sun sets westward, rosy clouds fill the sky.

Outside Feng Huo City, on Cui Yun Peak, there is a stone table with stone stools beside it, where a boy and girl lean against each other.

The boy is slight of build, his complexion somewhat pale, his features delicate and handsome.

The girl wears a snow‑white long dress, her skin like jade, her appearance absolutely beautiful.

The girl rests her head on the boy's shoulder; in the sunset's light they look like a celestial couple.

"Yao'er, I truly wish we could stay like this forever!" the boy said, a happy smile on his face.

"Ming‑gege, of course we can—we promised to be together for life."

The girl's face shows a happy smile.

The boy's name is Lu Ming; the girl's name is Lu Yao.

Seeing Lu Yao's smile, Lu Ming's gaze grew even gentler as he took her soft, boneless jade hand and said, "Yao'er, although my meridians are blocked and I cannot condense true qi, if I can awaken my bloodline, the Elder Hall will buy spiritual medicine to clear my channels, and then I can cultivate."

"I will surely become a mighty martial artist and protect you for life."

"Thank you, Ming‑gege."

Lu Yao's eyes shone with emotion as she added, "Ming‑gege, a pulse tester once examined you—did you inherit your father's bloodline?"

"Yes, Yao'er, so the man you marry will surely be a powerhouse." Lu Ming wore a confident smile.

Lu Yao swiftly kissed Lu Ming's cheek, her face flushing; she lifted the stone table's wine cup, which held the famous Blood Tongue Orchid Wine, exhaling a faint fragrance.

Lu Yao swiftly kissed Lu Ming's cheek, her face flushing; she raised the wine cup and said, "Ming‑gege, come, Yao'er offers you a drink."

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

Having said that, he raised the cup and drained it in one gulp.

The wine's aroma lingered on his tongue, his heart as sweet as the scent—but the next moment he felt a bit dizzy.

"Yao'er, why do I feel a little dizzy? This wine…"

Lu Ming leaned on the stone table, looking at Lu Yao, but at that moment he noticed her expression had turned cold.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, Yao'er has been with you for three years just to nurture your veins; the time has come—offer up your bloodline!"

At that moment, a middle‑aged man stepped out from the side—Lu Yao's father.

Boom—

Like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, it exploded in Lu Ming's mind.

"Yao'er!"

Lu Ming stared at Lu Yao in disbelief, but her eyes were nothing but cold.

"Why? I love you so much!"

Lu Yao's icy gaze was like a series of daggers stabbing into Lu Ming's heart; he roared and lunged at her.

But Lu Yao merely stepped back slightly, and he crashed to the ground.

"Duanmu Lin of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect cultivated at six, opened two divine veins in half a year, entered the Warrior Realm, reached the Martial Master Realm at nine, and now at sixteen he is one of the sect's Four Great Talents—while you? Weak and sickly, your meridians are blocked; put bluntly, you're trash. Even if you awaken your bloodline, you're still trash. How could you compare to Duanmu Lin?"

"Only such a genius is worthy of being my Yao'er's match; to marry him we must awaken a mighty bloodline. Since you love me so much, why not fulfill my wish—use your bloodline to help me awaken an even stronger one?"

That cold voice came from Lu Yao's mouth.

Thud!

At that moment, the middle‑aged man stepped on Lu Ming's back, a dagger appearing in his hand, shouting, "Lu Ming, offer up your bloodline!"

Ah!

A piercing pain shot through his spine, instantly overwhelming Lu Ming; he howled, his voice full of loneliness, helplessness, and despair.

Gradually, Lu Ming sank into endless darkness.

"Lu Yao, Lu Yunxiong, why are you stealing my bloodline!"

Lu Ming bellowed, suddenly sitting up from the bed, the nanmu‑made frame creaking 'ga‑ji'.

Lu Ming was drenched in sweat, his face pale; at first he thought it was a nightmare, but he quickly realized it was not a dream—it had really happened.

The scene from a few days ago surfaced again in his mind.

Lu Ming, heir of the Lu family's main line in Feng Huo City—his father is the family head. Lu Yao, meanwhile, is the daughter of the Lu family's first branch's Grand Elder.

Though from the same clan but different branches, they grew up together from childhood, inseparable sweethearts, even privately swearing eternal vows and pledging lifelong union.

Lu Ming never imagined that Lu Yao would join the Grand Elder in attacking him to seize his bloodline.

"Strength—everything is because I am weak. If I had extraordinary talent and great power, how could they dare treat me this way?"

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

Trash!

That was Lu Yao's nickname for him; her words from three days ago still echoed in his ears.

Squeak—

Then the door was pushed open, and a frail‑looking middle‑aged woman entered, gazing at Lu Ming on the bed and asking anxiously, "Ming'er, are you having another nightmare?"

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

Three days ago, it was Li Ping who, worried for Lu Ming's safety, went out to look for him and rescued him; otherwise Lu Ming would already be dead.

Since six years ago, when word came that Lu Ming's father had been killed while traveling abroad, he and Li Ping have depended on each other.

Lu Ming looked at Li Ping, his gaze softening, and said, "Mother, it's all right—just a dream."

Seeing Lu Ming's pale face, Li Ping sat beside his bed, touched his forehead, and said sorrowfully, "It's been three days; every time you scream that Lu Yao harmed you, Ming'er—what on earth is going on? Could your injury be because of Lu Yao…"

Lu Ming replied, "Mother, nothing's wrong; you misheard."

Lu Ming did not tell Li Ping that it was Lu Yao and the Grand Elder who did it, because Li Ping does not practice martial arts, and informing her would only endanger her.

Li Ping hesitated, then said, "Ming'er, from now on you must not call Yao'er's name directly in front of others. Two days ago she awakened a Level 5 Bloodline and even opened a Divine‑level Meridian; she has already gained the Elder Hall's approval. At the clan assembly in two months she will take charge of the Lu family and become its head. To address the family head by name outright would be seen as disrespectful."

"What? Lu Yao is going to take over the Lu family? No way!"

Lu Ming let out a low, deep roar, his eyes bloodshot, his clenched teeth grinding with a creaking sound, his teeth about to shatter, fresh blood flowing out.

Lu Ming's father... Lu Family... Elder Hall... no new Family Head.

Seeing Lu Ming like this, Li Ping was terrified out of her wits, merely holding Lu Ming's head, tears streaming down continuously, she said: "My son, don't frighten Mother; Mother has already lost your father, cannot lose you too."

... father... Lu Ming... family head position.

Lu Ming... gripping a pendant on his neck.

This pendant, bronze cast,... Lu Ming's father... sent back... Lu Ming always carried.

Blood from palm seeps, flows toward the bronze pendant.

Hum! (sound)

Suddenly, the bronze pendant trembles slightly and becomes scorching hot.

Lu Ming hasn't reacted yet, the bronze pendant shakes and turns into powder, drills into his palm, disappears.

Then Lu Ming feels a scorching energy from his palm, along arm, up, stops at the Yintang acupoint between eyebrows.

"Nine Dragons Immortal, Bloodline Rebirth!"

Suddenly, a huge roar in Lu Ming's mind, shakes his mind buzzing.

"Nine Dragons Immortal, Bloodline Rebirth!"

"Nine Dragons Immortal, Bloodline Rebirth!"

Continuous roars, in Lu Ming's mind, then a scorching breath from the brow rushes toward his spine.

Next moment, roar disappears, but spine has tingling, whole body becomes scorching.

"What's happening?"

Lu Ming completely at a loss.

At this time, the tingling on spine intensifies, as if something slowly growing.

"Ming'er, what's wrong, don't scare mother."

Feeling Lu Ming's abnormality, Li Ping more scared, somewhat at a loss.

"Bloodline Rebirth? Could I really have bloodline rebirth?" Lu Ming wondered.

Ancient texts record that only very few people, after bloodline is taken away or damaged for other reasons, can have bloodline rebirth, regrow a bloodline.

But the reborn bloodline, mostly low level, not much use.

But also extremely few people can break and then establish, break cocoon rebirth, rise from destruction, transcend past, awaken supreme bloodline.

But this probability is negligible, ancient texts record, ancient times hardly any examples.

Transcend past, awaken supreme bloodline, Lu Ming didn't think, after all probability too small, he just wants to awaken a bloodline, would be very happy.

With bloodline, he can cultivate martial arts, change his fate.

At this time, the bodily abnormality slowly disappears, Lu Ming shows a smile, says: "Mother, I'm fine!"

"Young master, it's great you're fine, these days you scared us to death!"

At this time, a girl walked over and said.

The girl about same age as Lu Ming, extremely beautiful.

Lu Ming naturally recognizes, the girl named Qiu Yue, is Li Ping's personal maid, grew up with him since childhood.

"Qiu Yue, I'm fine, don't worry!"

Lu Ming smiled.

Then Lu Ming glanced around, his face suddenly changed, said: "Mother, where is this, this is not Lu Family Main Residence!"

Lu Ming's father, formerly Lu Family Head, they used to live in Lu Family Main Residence, but this is not.

"Ming'er, rest and heal, don't overthink!" Li Ping said, but she had a fleeting sorrow and tear in her eyes, still caught by Lu Ming.

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

"Young master, let me say, we were driven out, Lu Yao said she will soon become Family Head, should reside in Main Residence, we have no qualification to continue living in Main Residence, they made us move out."

Besides, Qiu Yue gritted her silver teeth, spoke out, her pretty face full of anger.

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

"You trash, what are you shouting for? Having a place to live is already a favor to you, still not grateful?"

Just then, a voice sounded outside the door, then the door opened, a youth walked out.

"Lu Chuan, it's you!"

Lu Ming shouted angrily, this person named Lu Chuan, is Lu Yao's older brother, also a bit older than Lu Ming.

"Lu Chuan, we have already left the Main Residence, why are you here doing what?"

Li Ping said, body subconsciously blocked in front of Lu Ming, seemingly afraid Lu Chuan would harm Lu Ming.

"I came to take the sword!"

After saying, Lu Chuan looked around, seeing the precious sword beside the bed, his eyes lit up, immediately walked over, stretched hand and grabbed the sword.

"Lu Chuan, this sword is the sole token left by Ming'er's father, to be kept for Ming'er's use, you cannot take it."

Li Ping hurriedly reached out to snatch.

"Get lost!"

Lu Chuan exerted force, the sword sheath shook, a burst of power erupted, Li Ping, not a cultivator, could not resist, her body staggered backward, almost fell to the ground.

'Mother!' Lu Ming shouted.