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Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

A Sky God’s Spiritual Foundation. It was the greatest natural treasure in all of existence, but the sacrifices one must make to gain the approval of such an entity was unimaginable. Ryu is a genius amongst geniuses. He was born with the four Grand Ancestral Bloodlines. The Lightning Qilin. The Fire Dragon. The Ice Phoenix. The Fire Phoenix… He was blessed with an Ancestral Grade Bone Structure and Ancestral Grade Meridians. The Ice Jade Crystal Bones. The Chaotic Silk Meridians… He was bestowed the First Ranked Heavenly Pupils. The Mysteries of Heaven and Earth Pupils… However, none of it mattered. Born with a False Spiritual Foundation, it seemed that all of his talent would go to waste. Unless… Unless he was willing to grasp his Fate in his own hands. ---------------------- For the months of Oct and Nov >> Bonus chapter every 500 ps and 50 golden tickets. ------------------ For Updates - @Awespec on twitter or https://discord.gg/awespec for discord Cover Credits: crowgod. artstation. com **This novel once went by another name 'Rise. Rising. Risen.' So, the wiki is still under this name https://rise-rising-risen.fandom.com/wiki/Ryu_Tatsuya

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More Confusion

"Is that so…" Ryu's eyes narrowed. 

The situation seemed to only be becoming more and more confusing. First, they were sent to the Nether Realm rather than the usual trial grounds of the Tri Palace. Second, there was the lack of Elite Carnis. In fact, there hadn't been any Elite Falx or Alpha Rotting Wolves either. Now, Ryu was listening to a young man speak a language that should be long dead. 

There was a chance to explain this. After all, there were so many small worlds in existence that they couldn't all be accounted for by Ryu. And, since traveling between worlds was so difficult for these small worlds, the idea that they could be trapped in their ancient customs without ever advancing was possible. 

The issue here, though, was that even if they were trapped in their ancient customs, never advancing, their language should still change and shift with the times.