24 Clouds and Thunderbolts? I

"Haa-," Xia Feng Zi messed up her black hair, 'Nonetheless, the earlier I'm done with that deal the earlier I will be done with the Master-Disciple relationship thing.'

"All right.

"What do we have to do?" she asked, at length.

Bei Ling knew that her disciple was reluctant as Xia Feng Zi knew there were less bothersome ways to get stronger and put an end to their deal; however, taking the Ten Thousand Blades Hilt was a must so she didn't waste her time, "As you might have read, earth-class mystic marks awake by themselves between the ages ten and twelve; In occasions where not, just as heaven-class mystic marks, a God or even a Saint can awake them.

"However, the other three classes: virtuous, sacred and divine, need to go through a baptism with the blood of a powerful member of their family who also is a bearer of their family's mystic mark."

Xia Feng Zi nodded, she knew that much; she was in wait wanting to know, what her master was going to do.

"Your Xia Family is one of the clans that have many variants of their mystic mark…"

Xia Feng Zi nodded again, 'How did she know?' and began to go in deep thought about why her master seemed to know much about her family.

"And by the looks of it… you either have one of their sacred-class or divine-class mystic mark," Bei Ling looked at her deeply as though she tried to decipher which one was, 'If it is the latter and my "family" gets to know, I will have an additional trouble to pile onto my troubles…'

"Whichever you have, your mystic mark might be awakened by my family's Ancestor blood."

'Her family?'

"Suuu~"

'So this means…'

"My family's bloodline can rival the one of that Xia family," Bei Ling said plainly as if knowing what her disciple was thinking, "Though, even if it is like that, the success rate is less than 1% and… it will be painful."