Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Ryu's back view vanished and a silence continued to hang over the city. It felt like he hadn't left at all, and even the presence of Sky Gods couldn't erase the lingering Sword God aura. Fighting an entire cultivation Realm above yours was almost unheard of. Ryu didn't care much about it, and in fact, he felt that he was still far too weak. This was inevitable, he was a man who had once been able to battle three, and even four cultivation Realms above his level, while Shuti wasn't only less than a full cultivation Realm above him, he wasn't even a true genius.

The fact it had taken him so much effort only fueled Ryu's desire to achieve more all the more. He wasn't moved by the shock of others, he only measured himself by the expectations he held, not the expectations of others.

Even so, the city seemed to still be suffocated by his presence even long after he left.

"... A Living Spiritual Foundation..." The Fragmented Sky God muttered.

He tilted his head to the skies. He didn't know why the Heavens had suddenly tried to attack Ryu, but at this point, every time Ryu enraged the Heavens, it only made his combat power stronger due to his Lightning Qilin talents.

"... How can he make use of it before the World Sea Realm..."

The expression of the Fragmented Sky God darkened. After seeing just how weak the disciples of the Radiant Star Sect were, it had made the problem their two Sects were facing feel less oppressive. But the moment Ryu appeared once more, it felt like that weight had dropped onto their chests once more.

This Ryu was troublesome, more than just a small bit troublesome as well. They had to figure out a way to deal with him, and it had to be via the hands of someone beneath the Sky God Realm or else it would be meaningless.

Ryu had snatched the Favor of their younger generation, and the only way to get it back was for them to snatch it back themselves.

However, if worse came to worst, and there was no choice remaining...

The Fragmented Sky God's expression turned malevolent. If the Heavenly Favor couldn't be snatched back, then it was better to crush the person who wielded it. A dead genius was no longer a genius.

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Ryu's gaze flashed and he appeared in a tower not too dissimilar from the one he had just stepped into. The air was far more suffocating and there was a certain heaviness that hadn't been there before. There was no doubt that this was the Sixth Heaven.

Ryu took a breath and then exhaled, allowing his body to adjust himself. This was the first time he had crossed two barriers at once, the change in environment was much more obvious. At the same time, he was beginning to feel the limitations of his body.

It was hard to pinpoint the current Grade of his Bone Structure, but his blood, at the very least, was still at the Ancestral Grade. That was a level that could be found on the Third Heaven, so it didn't need to be said what kind of geniuses would call the Sixth Heaven home.

Ryu closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them, his aura flourishing. The suppression vanished, two eighth trigram diagrams, one gold and another dark gold, rotating in each one of his irises. A suffocating presence exuded from his body, shattering the chains of the Sixth Heaven.

The attendant that was nearby had a frozen sneer on his face. Ryu had instantly gone from a country bumpkin who didn't know what was good to him to a towering monster.

Ryu swept his gaze through the teleportation platform, causing the attendant to involuntarily take a step back.

The eight trigram diagram slowly vanished from Ryu's silver irises as he, too, vanished.

Ryu walked out from a restaurant, an odd feeling sitting in his belly. He was actually... full. He hadn't even eaten his usual volume, after just three dishes, he knew that he couldn't eat anymore. Even when he was a mortal, he hadn't felt so full.

One reason was because his mother had never prepared him a large meal to begin with, taking his weak body into consideration. And the second reason was even in a dormant state, his Bloodlines were still exceptionally powerful, and they were the main drivers of digestion.

But now, he almost felt heavy.

Ryu took a breath and exhaled, circulating his qi. It seemed that he would need to find himself a technique that could make up for his weak digestion.

After some thought, Ryu changed direction and found his way to a pavilion. From a cursory glance, this was similar to the first Merchant Guild he had entered when he made his way to the True Martial World. He quickly found what he was looking for and chose the most appropriate Mystical Grade technique for him.

"I'll take this," Ryu pointed toward the technique description.

The attendant raised an internal eyebrow. A Qi Realm Digestion Technique was a rare ask, indeed. Most would choose a Body Realm one. The fact this person was making this choice could only mean that their Bloodline was especially weak.

Of all of one's talents, Bloodline was the only one that could be passed down and it was an elevated starting point for many. Having a weak Bloodline almost guaranteed the fact that this person was from a weak family and lineage.

Although the attendant quickly concluded this, his expression didn't change, a customer was a customer, especially when they were buying such an expensive technique.

Due to the rarity of such techniques, they were quite expensive. This one technique was almost as expensive as a God Technique despite only being Mystical Grade. This was a good sale.

Ryu tossed over a single Lower God Crystal. "Get me the most detailed map of the Sixth Heaven you can with the rest. Keep the change."

The gaze of the attendant immediately became more attentive.

...

Ryu stepped out of the pavilion with a sharp look in his eyes. He could feel that he was being targeted already.