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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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Ryu sat in silence for a long while, his mind spinning with many thoughts. It seemed that he was unwilling to give up just yet, but all signs pointed toward this matter being impossible to deal with. 

"Don't risk your life on something so stupid—"

Ryu's gaze suddenly flashed with a blinding light. He completely tuned out what the little woman was saying, his mind entering a slight state of enlightenment. Of course, this wasn't serendipity, but rather because he finally had his eyes back. He could slip into States of Meditation whenever he wanted now, and his already insane comprehension abilities were touching upon an entirely new level. 

'Yes, yes, that can work.'

Ryu's fingers spasmed and a soft cloud of Cosmos Fog took shape. He began to manipulate the clouds into the shape of an oddly twisted formation. 

Usually, formations were perfectly symmetrical and perfectly polygonal—meaning they tended to be shapes that were equal on all sides.