Chapter 5737 Rank Nine Bloodline
“Brother Long Chen, I’m older than you, so you can call me big brother Yanfeng. As long as you’re with the Luo branch, we are family. You know how it is in large families—conflicts and unsavory people are just inevitable. Just ignore that fellow. Other than him, most of our Luo family members are good people. Some might be a bit arrogant, but they’re not bad at heart. Once you get to know them, you’ll understand,” said Luo Yanfeng as he walked alongside Long Chen.
“Many thanks for your care, big brother Yanfeng. Junior brother cannot thank you enough.”
Long Chen realized that it was a novel feeling to be looked after by someone else. Most importantly, Luo Yanfeng genuinely gave him a good impression. He was frank and straightforward.
During introductions, Luo Yanfeng mentioned that he was already fifty-three. Long Chen, who had lost track of his own age, only knew he was younger, so Luo Yanfeng naturally took the role of the elder brother.
“Long Chen, why are your bloodline fluctuations so weak? You haven’t even condensed a single heaven vein?” asked a woman who was slightly thinner than Luo Yanfeng.
Her name was Luo Ying. She stood a full head taller than Long Chen, who only reached her shoulders. She had a decent appearance and could be considered a beauty, but she was so muscular that she lacked a bit of feminine grace.
Long Chen sighed before delivering the script his father had given him—a tale of hardship and perseverance, full of bitterness!
He spoke of how he ascended alone from the mortal world to the immortal world, navigating the cracks between powerful factions through sheer tenacity. Eventually, he reunited with his long-lost father and learned about the violet blood race’s situation. Only then did he find his way home.
In the end, he said that it wasn’t like he didn’t want to condense violet blood veins—he simply didn’t know the proper method.
Long Chen’s story was already pitiful, but with his natural acting talent, it became truly moving. Some of the women even teared up, deeply touched by his struggles.
“Brother, don’t worry. Now that you’re home, we’ll protect you. No one will ever bully you again,” declared Luo Ying as she wrapped an arm around Long Chen.
“Thank you, big Sister. But… your balloons are crushing me,” said Long Chen, gasping slightly.
“You… you evil boy!” Luo Ying shouted, immediately shoving him away.
“Hahaha!” Luo Yanfeng and the others burst into laughter.
Long Chen laughed along with them. Long Zhantian had advised him to keep a low profile in the violet blood race. Given the race’s uncertain circumstances, they needed to proceed carefully, one step at a time.
After sharing some laughs, everyone felt much closer to Long Chen. Though he might not be strong, he was humorous and likable. They found nothing to dislike about him.
“We’ve arrived,” said Luo Yanfeng.
Everyone stopped before a large stone. It was thirty meters wide and gave off an ancient, desolate aura.
Covered in moss, the ancient stone appeared abandoned for countless years. There was a tiny stone platform next to it, with a finger-sized indentation on it.
“Long Chen, to avoid any suspicion, you should go alone. Place a drop of your essence blood onto the Blood Ignition Stone,” instructed Luo Yanfeng.
“Alright.”
Long Chen nodded and walked up the steps. As he did, someone curiously asked, “What do you think? How many divine stones will Long Chen’s violet blood light up?”
“His violet blood fluctuations aren’t strong. If he can illuminate five divine stones, that would already be impressive. Elder Zichuan’s branch has spent too much time outside. Other than Elder Zichuan himself, no one in his lineage has lit up more than six,” someone replied.
“However, Elder Zichuan is truly strong. He lit up ten at once and is on par with Brother Yanfeng, who possesses the strongest bloodline in the entire violet blood race. Despite missing his golden cultivation years, he rapidly advanced to become a violet-crown Divine Emperor,” another person added in admiration.
“Long Chen is Elder Zichuan’s grandson. If he inherited even half of Elder Zichuan’s bloodline power, he should be able to light up eight.”
“You can’t say that. Elder Zichuan’s two sons have very average bloodline power,” someone countered.
While the group speculated, Luo Yanfeng confidently stated, “I have a feeling Long Chen’s bloodline will be very strong.”
“Based on what?”
“Nothing. Just intuition,” Yanfeng replied with a grin.
Meanwhile, Long Chen reached the stone platform and noticed countless ancient runes etched into it. His heart trembled.
Those were original Jiuli immortal characters, and this testing platform was covered in them. The violet blood race truly possessed an incredibly thick foundation.
Long Chen suddenly realized a problem. Dad miscalculated! The method he taught me might not work against such an advanced formation!
Extending his finger, Long Chen condensed a drop of violet blood—the most diluted version he could manage—and let it fall into the indentation.
The moment his blood touched the stone, the runes came alive, glowing a brilliant violet.
The giant stone lit up and spread into thirteen sections. One after another, they started to light up.
In the blink of an eye, it reached the eighth segment.
“What?!” Luo Yanfeng and the others cried out in shock.
To reach the eighth rank so quickly meant he might even surpass the tenth. Excitement surged through the disciples. Such prowess was something that they had only ever seen from Luo Yanfeng. If the Luo family had two experts of this caliber, their overall strength would rise tremendously.
When the ninth piece lit up, everyone cheered.
Then the tenth piece followed, causing Luo Yanfeng and the others to leap with excitement.
However, their expressions quickly stiffened. The tenth piece flickered rapidly before dimming.
“How can this be?!”
All of them were stunned.
Then, a burst of laughter rang out from the distance. “Hahaha! I thought the Luo family had invited some powerful figure, but it turns out to be just a rank nine bloodline! A rank nine bloodline—how delightful! Truly worthy of celebration for the Luo family!”
A group had gathered nearby, having long received news of this test. Seeing that Long Chen had fallen short of the tenth rank, they finally felt brave enough to mock him.
Luo Ying was about to curse them back, but Luo Yanfeng grabbed her. Arguing against them would only make Long Chen feel bad. Besides, a rank nine bloodline was already beyond their expectations.
“Dad’s technique really is strong! It actually managed to trick this formation?” muttered Long Chen.
Long Chen prostrated himself in admiration toward his father. He had told Long Chen to maintain a position just below the peak—that would be the optimal position for him. And Long Chen had succeeded.
“A rank nine bloodline qualifies you as a core disciple. Come, I’ll take you to claim your benefits,” said Luo Yanfeng, draping an arm around Long Chen’s shoulder and bringing him away from this place.
However, a group of people suddenly blocked their path. Upon seeing their robes, Long Chen smiled.
“The Bi family, huh?"