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The Bloodline master

Cropta is a young man who wants to become a cultivator. The latter unlike other children of his age who dream of being overpowered and defeating the demons. Cropta does not seek power through cultivation but eternal life. Let’s follow the story of Cropta in his quest for eternal life. Will he succeed? Only time will let us know.

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Not a foe

I stare at my opponent and start studying him to find any weakness that I could exploit. Unfortunately, nothing came to mind when I looked at him.

Most of his body was covered with silvery scales. The area where he was vulnerable was then extremely small. The only place he was vulnerable was his stomach because the skin there was smooth and devoid of scales.

But now I was facing one problem, how was I going to reach this place. I was injured and I couldn't make the fight last.

I look at the sky and saw Zong's eagle. Seeing this one, all the doubt that had started to embrace my mind vanished.

Indeed, if I was going to die, Zong would come to save me.

Except that I was wrong about this, indeed I had to go through this trial without anyone's help, and if I died, it would only mean that I was not cut out to become a cultivator.

I took my axe that was by my side and with the only hand that was still usable, I raised it in front of me.

I rushed like an animal towards the snake, very quickly I found myself in front of the reptile then I was going to strike a vertical blow with my axe because only thus could I touch its sensitive part.

But contrary to all my expectations the snake didn't even try t dodge my attack. It is as if it poses no danger to him.

Finally, I felt my axe coming in contact with his skin except that nothing happened.

Indeed I felt like a protective aura at the level of this place.

After a little thought, I realized what it could be. It was Qi.

But how could this beast manipulate it?

Suddenly the animal began to observe me without even paying attention to the attack I had just made.

While he was observing me, I tried to make as little movement as possible for fear of stirring the anger of the beast.

Quickly three minutes had passed and the snake began to look at me head-on, suddenly when his pupils saw the mark that was in the middle of my forehead, he began to gesticulate everywhere.

I was distraught by this change in behavior, what was he going to do.

So I began to tighten my grip on axe to prepare to attack but suddenly I heard a voice.

"So you were chosen."

Intrigued by this sound, I began to look around to find the source of the noise.

Seeing that I couldn't find anything, I said "Show yourself."

The same voice replied, "Why should I do that when I'm in front of you."

Hearing this, I started to stare at the snake and it began to speak again.

"Haven't you ever seen a demonic beast speak?"

I shook my head and say "How could I have experienced this?"

Now it was the snake's turn to stare at me strangely. He says' What do you mean by that, if you have their mark, you must have ventured into the heavenly zone. "

"The heavenly zone?"

He continued: "You don't know the heavenly zone? Who are your parents for not having told you what it is?"

I said, "My parents are normal people, how could they know what your so-called heavenly zone is."

At these words, the snake straightened up, and a bluish aura began to envelop its body. Soon this aura enveloped his entire body and this luminous shock blinded me.

Finally, the light disappeared and I could see what was standing in front of me.

The serpent had changed its appearance, indeed it was now in human form.

It looked like an old man approaching the last moments of his life.

Not far from where I was, Zong was hidden behind a tree and was watching me to see if everything was alright, but when the serpent took a human form,

He moved hastily and said, "It's impossible how can a being of this level be at the edge of the forest? The only plausible reason that he is there is that he must have found something important and that important thing must be Cropta. "

Zong gave one last look at where Cropta was and started to walk away.

Indeed, only after this monster no longer felt his presence, would he dare to speak to Cropta.

When the old man saw that no one was around anymore, he said "You really don't know your origin and the importance of your mark?"

I didn't know why but I felt I could trust him as I had always known him.

I said, "No I don't know anything about it."

The old man continued, "Better that you don't know anything with the power that you have. Can you tell me what you came to do in this forest? "

"I came to hunt a beast so that I could become more powerful."

He asked me "Hunt a beast to become more powerful? Why not cultivate like an ordinary person? "

I say "I would like to do as you say but with the element of my Qi, I cannot cultivate naturally. So I had the idea of ​​absorbing the blood of animals to become more powerful. "

He stared at me from head to toe and said, "It's an interesting approach you've had but it has one big flaw."

I hastened to ask him which one.

"By absorbing the blood of any animal, you will then only be able to advance in your cultivation by absorbing the blood of any species. But, when you get to the door of the foundation realm, you will have to choose which blood you want to advance with and you can only get stronger by absorbing this blood only. "

He continued "It is a very strong method but just as dangerous if you don't have any strong blood, luckily I am here to help you. I'll give you some of my blood. This will allow you to begin your journey into the world of cultivation. "

I said to him "Are you really going to do this for me?"

He nodded, "Yes, you'll understand all of this when you're stronger, but you're going to have to make a little sacrifice."

I was intrigued "A sacrifice?"

"Yes my blood is way too precious, so you're going to have to sacrifice a part of your body to be able to inherit it. But are you ready? "

He had barely had time to say his words when I said to him "Take my left arm, I am ready to do anything to become more powerful."

He put his hand on my left arm and suddenly it fell from my body.

With my arm in his hand, the old man stopped the bleeding and opened his palm a little.

He tells me "I love your boldness and I hope your body will survive."

He then shed blood in the place where my left arm was and a new fight began.

Here is a new chapter hope you like it.

Also sorry for not writing but I got many things to do and with high school don't have any time to write.

But now I'm on vacation so you will have some chapters.

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