Free Web NovelChapter 616: Chapter 615: Domineering Bloodline
After a long, tender moment, Mu Keqing suddenly spoke, "Little Fanzi, I have to leave at dawn. My father is definitely going to be furious that I ran away from home!"
"Alright," Ye Fan nodded.
Just then, Mu Keqing suddenly bit down on his shoulder.
"AH!"
Ye Fan cried out miserably. His physical body might be invulnerable, but it couldn’t withstand a bite from Mu Keqing! He was left utterly speechless.
Mu Keqing said angrily, "Aren’t you even going to ask me to stay?"
"Fine, how about you don’t leave? Will that work if I ask you to stay?" Ye Fan said helplessly.
But Mu Keqing scolded him even more harshly. "And you think you can withstand my father’s rage?" she shot back.
"For crying out loud!" Ye Fan was truly at a loss for words. freeweɓnøvel.com
Seeing him standing there awkwardly, Mu Keqing finally said, "I’m just teasing you. In truth, even if my father objects, I’d still elope with you!"
When Mu Keqing said this, Ye Fan’s mind immediately went to the "three years minimum" meme.
I should just tell her, ’Actually, we’re best friends. If there’s any special relationship, you’re like a big sister to me, my dear little sister! I have no other intentions. I’m a truly wholesome guy!’
But he knew that saying something like that right now would surely devastate Mu Keqing, possibly leaving her completely listless. The Divine Race’s Convention of Geniuses was about to start. Although it was framed as a competition between young talents, it was a true test of the foundations of the major Main Gods’ camps. The wins and losses of the younger generation were crucial. A loss meant their entire lineage was weakening. Ye Fan really didn’t want to break Mu Keqing’s heart at such a critical time.
However, he had a plan for after the Convention of Geniuses—a very simple one. ƒreewebɳovel.com
I’ll just turn myself into a bad guy. Yes, completely and utterly worthless. Since fate has arranged for me to be the villain, I might as well be the worst person in the Divine Domain.
Before he knew it, Mu Keqing had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Gazing at the bright moon in the sky, Ye Fan didn’t disturb her, letting her sleep soundly.
「The next day」
Mu Keqing left with Qi Liang. She made him promise to meet her at the Convention of Geniuses, and Ye Fan gave her a firm answer that he would definitely be there. Only then did Mu Keqing leave, reassured. Watching her and Qi Liang depart, Ye Fan stood rooted to the spot, unable to move on for a long time.
Just then, a hand clapped down on his shoulder. Ye Fan turned to see it was the Godslayer.
"If you can’t bear to part with her, then just get the deed done," the Godslayer said. "After all, you don’t need a ticket to board the ship these days!"
Ye Fan was speechless, realizing what a shameless old rogue the Godslayer was.
"Senior Brother, are you ready?" Ye Fan asked.
"Ready my ass! I haven’t even started condensing the Immortal Crystal!" The Godslayer immediately turned around, preparing to start the refining process.
By afternoon, the Godslayer had finished the condensation. When Ye Fan entered the secret chamber, the Godslayer said, "I’ve already fused with the Immortal Crystal, but it still needs the power of the Ancestor Realm Bloodline to nourish it!"
"Alright," Ye Fan replied. "I’ll prepare to infuse the Ancestor Realm Bloodline for you now."
The Godslayer nodded. He trusted Ye Fan completely. To that end, he displayed his Godhead, feeling assured in his junior brother’s ability to heal him.
Ye Fan then saw the Godslayer’s Godhead. He couldn’t help but be taken aback by the ghastly wound; a significant portion was just a gaping hole, entirely filled with Immortal Crystals that the Godslayer himself had used to patch it up.
Ye Fan sucked in a sharp breath of cold air. It was truly remarkable that the Godslayer had not only survived such an injury but had even managed to make progress. He asked, "Senior Brother, did the Hu Ben Main God do this to you with a single move?"
"That’s right, just one move," the Godslayer confirmed. "The power of a Main God isn’t as simple as you think. Since ancient times, those who become Main Gods have been as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. And that’s not all—once someone becomes a Main God, they are truly exceptional, like dragons or phoenixes among men! A casual move from them can shatter mountains and split stones. They are invincible!"
Ye Fan nodded. It seemed that Divine Captains and Divine Generals were not in the same league, nor were Divine Generals and Sovereign Gods. The gap between them was indeed immense.
Ye Fan pricked his finger and let a drop of his blood fall onto the Godslayer’s Godhead.
"Not good!" the Godslayer exclaimed immediately.
"What’s wrong? Is it not enough?" Ye Fan asked.
"It’s not that it’s not enough—it’s too much! Your blood isn’t from the Ancestor Realm Bloodline!" said the Godslayer.
"How can you tell?"
"The Ancestor Realm Bloodline isn’t nearly as potent as your blood. The power in this single drop far exceeded my expectations! It’s a good thing you only used one drop. If you had added a second, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to handle it and would have exploded on the spot!" the Godslayer said with lingering fear.
Ye Fan hastily pulled his finger back. He never expected his own blood to be so overwhelmingly powerful. When he had healed the Seven-Colored Demon Empress, he had used three drops. Yet now, the Godslayer couldn’t even withstand a single one. This clearly showed that their strength and constitutions were on completely different levels.
At that moment, the Godslayer’s expression turned grim. He said to Ye Fan, "Junior Brother, leave the secret chamber for now. I’ll handle the rest from here!"
"Can you manage?" Ye Fan asked, worried.
"I can!" the Godslayer nodded decisively.
Ye Fan didn’t disturb him further and left alone.
Inside the secret chamber, the Godslayer took another sharp breath. He was filled with a mixture of shock and thrilling palpitation. It was the difference between Heaven and Hell, and he had been a hair’s breadth away from being cast into Hell.
The Godslayer quickly began to refine the drop of blood. He discovered that as it fused into his Godhead, the effects were truly instantaneous. Breathing a sigh of relief, he murmured, "This is simply a godsend! It seems fusing my junior brother’s blood into me was the wisest possible choice!"
"Not good!"
The next moment, the Godslayer was dismayed again. He found that he couldn’t even use a full drop of Ye Fan’s blood; half was more than enough. He carefully collected the other half and stored it away.
He then entered closed-door cultivation, emerging three days later.
"Senior Brother, are you feeling better?" Ye Fan asked him.
"My Godhead has fully recovered," the Godslayer declared. "Thank you for your heaven-defying Divine Blood, Junior Brother. Without it, my recovery would have been absolutely impossible!"
"We’re family, so there’s no need for such formalities," Ye Fan replied. "Senior Brother, when are you planning to make your breakthrough?"
"Let’s not be hasty," the Godslayer said.
He clenched his fist. It was no longer weak but firm and solid. He could feel that familiar, long-lost power returning to his body.
There was a time when the collapse of my Godhead had plunged me into despair, leaving me unable to even catch my breath. Now, that oppressive feeling is gone, replaced by this profound strength.
He couldn’t help but sigh. "Ultimately, Heaven did not want me to perish. It gave me a chance to be reborn! Junior Brother, you are my greatest benefactor!"
The Godslayer bowed deeply to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan quickly helped him up. "Senior Brother, I can’t accept such a deep bow from you. The important thing is that you’ve recovered."
"Junior Brother, the Hu Ben Main God is mine now," the Godslayer said with fierce excitement. "Sooner or later, I will return all the pain he inflicted upon me!"
"Good!" Ye Fan nodded resolutely. He knew that the Godslayer was a man of his word.
