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Sword and Bloodline

Without the bloodline of ancient mystical beasts flowing in your veins you can't be regarded as a true cultivator, as with only the power of bloodlines, could you possess a dantian to cultivate. But the inquisitive part of humans lead to several undlying paths, that forcefully carved dantians. Even with this, bloodlines still stood at the peak of power, and the rest of the world were meant to eat from their crumbles. But what if a path that could defer this chain, is what our protagonist, an handsome lad with flowing white hair decided to tread. The path of Sword and Bloodline.... ############ The cover of this book is not really mine, i found it on a site that offers free book covers

Blessedcreation · Oriental
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83 Chs

Skyfire!

"One breath!"

If Dark needle had arrongantly asked them to forcefully sell their spirit to some religion few breaths ago, they would have stoned him

death.

Right now none of them dared to even breathe to loud.

'I'm willing to serve the Abyss snake!" An anxious voice suddenly yelled out.

Everyone's gaze was immediately directed towards the owner of the voice; Feiryboulder.

"What about your dedication towards your clan?" Dark needle asked with a smirk on his face.

Feiryboulder's face couldn't help but become pale. He knew Dark needle was trying to make things difficult for him, but what choice did he have. 

"My life is worth more!" He gritted his terth as he uttered.