Chapter 364: A Sword Decapitates

Ai Milisi lightly bit her lip, said nothing, yet still held Lei En's arm without letting go.

Wa Luogen, A Si Tan and Ding Laji tried to argue for her, but this concerns the Zhuo Geng Bao family's bloodline inheritance; Wei Selai's words actually had some merit, and they had previously considered this issue, so they all fell silent.

Wei Selai grew more confident, lifted his chin, stared at Lei En with hatred, as if Lei En were his mortal enemy who killed his father.

Lei En glanced at the crowd, said calmly, "The dragon‑blooded family will not change its surname to Ao Gu Si Du."

As soon as his words finished, Ai Milisi suddenly looked up, "Lei En…"

"Lord Count!"

Wa Luogen and the others all shouted in unison, thinking Lei En had changed his mind.

Only Wei Selai felt smug, deliberately shouted, "Your Excellency, Count, a man's words must be kept; please keep your distance from Ai Milisi in the future, lest she become pregnant and bear non‑dragon‑blooded offspring, which would be a desecration of the Zhuo Geng Bao family."

"Audacious!"

Ai Milisi instantly flared with anger, raised her hand to cast a spell to punish Wei Selai, and A Tan Si also drew his longsword, ready to strike; he was fully on Ai Milisi's side.

However, Lei En reached out and stopped them.

"Lei En?" Ai Milisi felt both urgent and angry, yet was very puzzled.

"After all, he's your cousin, you can't damage the harmony." Lei En mocked, then asked, "Mr. Wei Selai, your loyalty to the Zhuo Geng Bao family is moving, but you don't seem to be dragon‑blooded, rather a bastard; in Kangjiatuo terms, you're a 'mixed‑breed'?"

The word 'mixed‑breed' was spoken by Lei En in Kangjiatuo.

This language is similar to the Aurelien Language, belonging to the same family; with a translation dictionary, he learned it in just a few days.

Everyone present heard it clearly.

Wei Selai's face flushed bright red; he hated others mentioning his origin, like an old wound deeply etched in his soul, which, when touched, oozed poisonous blood of shame, stabbing his spirit.

"You're courting death!"

As a hot‑tempered Storm Priest, Wei Selai was instantly blinded by rage and acted without hesitation.

In fact, he chose to confront Ai Milisi and Lei En about their relationship, which showed his lack of sense.

But others had brains and reacted quickly.

Just as Wei Selai's attack began to take shape, a shadow flew from Ding Laji's hand, covering his vision so he couldn't see Lei En; then A Si Tan's longsword arrived, striking the back of his neck with the blade spine, interrupting the spell; finally, Wa Luogen summoned a massive octopus, spitting white silk, its front claws constantly coiling, binding him tightly, then hanging him in midair, immobilized.

Ai Milisi stepped directly in front of Lei En, using her body as a shield.

With a single breath, Wei Selai was subdued.

Lei En stood still, not moving a finger, watching everything calmly, as if he hadn't been the one attacked.

"Release me…" Wei Selai screamed wildly, struggling desperately in the thick spiderweb, his eyes bloodied, hair crackling with electricity, each strand standing up, angrily shouting, "Wa Luogen, and you two, I command you to let me go."

Wa Luogen and the others were all somewhat embarrassed.

They are vassals of the Zhuo Geng Bao family; striking Wei Selai is indeed a case of subordinates rebelling against superiors, yet they cannot watch Wei Selai attack Lei En with open eyes. If Wei Selai were to hit Lei En, even without harming a single hair, the restoration plan could be ruined instantly, irrecoverable.

"Release him," Lei En said.

Wa Luogen did not hesitate, immediately commanded the octopus to release its massive pincers; Wei Selai, bound by the web like a rice dumpling, fell to the ground, his limbs still could not break free, looking very disheveled.

Only his head could move, glaring at Lei En with hatred, saying nothing.

"Mr. Wei Selai," Lei En said from above, "you prevent me from approaching Ai Milisi and also forbid having a child; then who has the right? You?"

"Of course."

Wei Selai replied proudly, "In this world, only I and Ai Milisi can bear dragon‑blooded offspring. I know you are powerful, a student of the Holy Soul Wizard, so what? Your descendants with Ai Milisi will inevitably be afflicted by the Blood Soul Curse, unable to practice the family's meditation method, thus cannot become dragon‑blooded."

"Without dragon‑blooded, the Zhuo Geng Bao family has no reason to exist."

He said this with a smug, fearless grin, "Only I can restore the Zhuo Geng Bao family's glory; if you have the skill, kill me, hahaha…"

The shrill laughter echoed through the room.

Lei En looked at the others, frowned and asked, "Is what he said true?"

"It's true." Ai Milisi, after a long pause, bitterly nodded in acknowledgment, leaned close, and whispered low to Lei En, explaining the reasons in detail.

The birth of the dragon‑blooded family was an experiment by the benevolent dragon god Bahamut.

He bestowed blessings upon Zhuo Geng Bao's ancestors, reshaping human souls according to dragon souls, to see if the Blood Soul Curse could be lifted.

The final result was half a success.

The transformed humans could not lift the curse, but the powerful dragon souls suppressed the curse's activation and manifestation, so they didn't need to, like other transcendents, fuse demonic souls for cultivation, nor require a Soul Transformation ceremony.

The Blood Soul Curse still exists, passed down generation after generation within dragon‑blooded souls.

If a dragon‑blooded individual mates with an ordinary human, the offspring's half human soul allows the Blood Soul Curse to gain the upper hand and reactivate.

After the dragon‑blooded ancestors discovered this issue, to preserve their power and bloodline they chose close‑kin marriage. The cost of incest was severe; the dragon‑blooded family struggled to produce normal offspring, and any defective infant was promptly eliminated, never allowed to grow.

This also caused the dragon‑blooded family's population to never expand.

They have ruled Kangjiatuo for over three thousand years; during such a long span, the Zhuo Geng Bao members never exceeded a hundred at their peak, and in most eras averaged only twenty to thirty.

Ai Milisi is the only pure dragon‑blooded currently alive.

She can only bear dragon‑blooded offspring by uniting with Wei Selai, because Wei Selai possesses a quarter dragon soul; their descendants, with dragon soul proportion over half, can practice the Zhuo Geng Bao family's meditation method, suppress the Blood Soul Curse, and gradually transform their souls into true dragon‑blooded.

The future of the Zhuo Geng Bao family rests entirely on the two of them; losing even one is unacceptable.

This is also Wei Selai's confidence.

Wa Luogen and the others, for the sake of the future, can only tolerate him to a degree; otherwise, all the work they've done over decades would be meaningless.

"Ai Milisi, he is just a mortal, not even a legend; there's no need to overvalue him," Wei Selai said smugly, "He is a student of the Holy Soul Wizard, not the wizard himself, so he can't decide; Weizelan Fu Kong Cheng needs our money, yet still must cooperate with us."

"Even if the Weizelan Wizards retreat, there's no need to worry."

"Give me two more years, and I may likely ascend to legend; then I will invite the Storm Church to cooperate, and my lord is very willing to spread His faith throughout Kangjiatuo."

"Just a mere Fu Kong Cheng, how could it compare to the Storm Church?"

"When the time comes, retaking the kingdom will be a piece of cake!"

Speaking further, Wei Selai's expression grew excited, as if he already saw himself leading the church's followers to conquer Kangjiatuo and ascend the throne.

However, the others were unmoved by his rhetoric.

Is the Storm Church so easy to leverage? Just because of a legend? And they tore up the cooperation with Weizelan—who will bear the consequences? Can they withstand the wrath of a Holy Soul Wizard?

Lei En watched his performance silently, then suddenly said, "I have no Blood Soul Curse."

These words were like a heavens‑splitting shock.

Everyone turned to Lei En at once; Wei Se Lai's eyes were filled with disbelief, and, breathless and frantic, he shouted, "Impossible—you're not a Holy Soul Wizard… This can't be!"

The others were also skeptical.

Ai Milisi, however, was unwavering in her belief; without a hint of hesitation, a sharp longsword materialized in her hand, and she stepped forward two paces and swung it down.

Poof!

Wei Se Lai's head flew off.

(End of Chapter)