Chapter 1 Bloodline Betrayal

The setting sun cast its glow across the sky.

Outside Feng Huo City, atop Green Cloud Peak, sat a stone table surrounded by stone stools. A young man and woman nestled closely together.

The young man was slender, his face pale, his features delicate.

The young woman, clad in a snow-white dress, had skin like jade and a breathtakingly beautiful face.

With the young woman’s head resting on the young man’s shoulder, they looked like an immortal couple bathed in the sunset.

"Yao'er, I truly hope it can be like this forever!" the young man said softly, his face full of happiness.

"Ming-gege, of course, it can be! We said we’d be together for life," the young woman replied, a happy smile gracing her face.

The young man was named Lu Ming, and the young woman was named Lu Yao.

Looking at the smile on Lu Yao's face, Lu Ming's eyes softened, and he grasped Lu Yao's soft, boneless hand, saying, "Yao'er, although my meridians are blocked and I can’t condense true Qi, as long as I can awaken my bloodline, the Elder Council will buy spirit herbs to clear my meridians, and then I can cultivate."

"I will definitely become a martial arts expert and protect you for life."

"Thank you, Ming-gege."

Lu Yao's eyes showed emotion, and she asked, "Ming-gege, did a meridian tester once say that you inherited your father's bloodline?"

"Yes, Yao'er, so your future man will definitely be a strong one," Lu Ming replied, a confident smile on his face.

Lu Yao smiled slightly and picked up a wine cup from the stone table. Inside was the famous Blood Tongue Orchid Wine, which emitted a faint fragrance.

Lu Yao gave Lu Ming a quick kiss on the face, her face flushed with shyness, and picked up the wine cup, saying, "Ming-gege, come on, Yao'er is rewarding 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."

With that, he picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

As the fragrance of the wine lingered on his tongue, Lu Ming's heart was as sweet as the wine's aroma, but the next moment, he felt a little dizzy.

"Yao'er, why am I a little dizzy? This wine of yours..."

Lu Ming leaned on the stone table and looked at Lu Yao, but at this moment, he found that Lu Yao's face was a little cold.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, Yao'er has been with you for three years, just to nourish the bloodline. Now that the time has come, contribute your bloodline!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared from the side. It was Lu Yao's father.

Rumble!

Like a bolt from the blue, it exploded in Lu Ming's mind.

"Yao'er!"

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

"Why? I love you so much!"

Lu Yao's cold eyes were like sharp knives, piercing into Lu Ming's heart. He roared and lunged towards Lu Yao.

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

"Duanmu Lin of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, started cultivating at the age of six, opened two divine meridians in half a year, entered the Martial Warrior Realm, entered the Martial Master Realm at the age of nine, and is now sixteen years old, one of the four geniuses of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect. And you? Frail 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 to Duanmu Lin?"

"Such a genius is a good match for me, Lu Yao. To get married, I 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."

The cold voice came from Lu Yao's mouth.

Bang!

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

Ah!

The excruciating pain in his spine instantly overwhelmed Lu Ming. Lu Ming roared, his voice full of loneliness, helplessness, and despair.

Gradually, Lu Ming fell into endless darkness.

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

Lu Ming roared and suddenly sat up from the bed, causing the nanmu wood bed to creak.

Lu Ming was covered in sweat, his face pale. At first, he thought it was a nightmare, but he quickly realized that it was not a dream, but a fact that had already happened.

The scene from a few days ago reappeared in his mind.

Lu Ming, the descendant of the Lu family's main line in Feng Huo City. His father was the head of the Lu family. And Lu Yao, the daughter of the Great Elder of the Lu family's first branch.

The two were from the same clan but different branches. They grew up together, childhood sweethearts, who could be said to be inseparable. In private, they even made vows of eternal love.

Lu Ming never imagined that Lu Yao and the Great Elder would attack him and steal his bloodline.

"Strength, it's all because of my lack of strength. If I had extraordinary talent and powerful strength, 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 three days ago seemed to still echo 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, she asked with concern, "Ming'er, did you have another nightmare?"

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

Three days ago, Li Ping was worried about Lu Ming's safety and went out to find him, saving Lu Ming's life. Otherwise, Lu Ming would have died.

Ever since the news came out six years ago that Lu Ming's father was killed while traveling outside, he and Li Ping had depended on each other for survival.

Lu Ming looked at Li Ping, his eyes softening, and said, "Mother, I'm fine, it's just a dream."

Looking at Lu Ming's pale face, Li Ping sat beside Lu Ming's bed, touching Lu Ming's forehead, and said with heartache, "It's been three days, and every time you shout that Lu Yao harmed you, Ming'er, what exactly happened? Could it be that your injury was because of Lu Yao..."

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

Lu Ming didn't tell Li Ping that Lu Yao and the Great Elder did it, because Li Ping didn't practice martial arts. Telling Li Ping would only harm her.

Li Ping hesitated for a moment and said, "Ming'er, in the future, you can't call Lu Yao's name directly in front of others. Two days ago, Lu Yao awakened a fifth-grade bloodline and also opened a divine meridian. Now she has been recognized by the Elder Council. At the clan meeting two months later, she will be in charge of the Lu family and become the head of the Lu family. Calling the name of the family head directly, I'm afraid people will say it's disrespectful."