Holy Son, Why Are You Covered in Holy Light?

Li Yan stepped into the Blood Pool and was instantly engulfed by a powerful side effect.

[Detected that the host is soaking in the Bloodline Poison Pool. The Blood Pool contains a large amount of Bloodline Poison Curse.]

[Side effect: contaminates a cultivator's flesh and soul. Prolonged exposure will cause the soul to corrupt and fall, losing all reason.]

[Side effect reversed: the host will absorb the Bloodline Poison Curse and raise his cultivation.]

[Bloodline Dao Runes of the Ancient God Bloodline Emperor have been discovered in the poison pool. Their mysteries are being analyzed and comprehended.]

A vast number of Bloodline Dao Runes appeared before Li Yan's eyes. It was as though he had learned them without a teacher, able to grasp their mysteries instinctively.

Seeing those Bloodline Dao Runes, Li Yan raised a brow and muttered inwardly.

"Bloodline Dao Runes are branded upon every Blood Cultivator. As long as I learn these Dao Runes..."

"Doesn't that mean I can alter their wills too?"

Li Yan made a startling discovery. Bloodline Dao Runes were one of the reasons cultivators fell into corruption.

If he made even slight changes to those Dao Runes, he could turn Blood Law Cultivators into his slaves.

"Stealing slaves from the Ancient God?"

A bold plan began to rise in Li Yan's heart.

With only a few alterations to the Blood Law, he could turn the people before him into his followers, loyal to Li Yan alone.

If the opportunity arose, it was indeed worth taking the risk.

As he immersed himself in the Blood Pool and absorbed its energy,

the Blood Law Cultivators and Ancient God Believers gathered around the pool

all widened their eyes and pointed at Li Yan within it.

"This is the first time I've seen someone withstand the Blood Pool."

"The last person who stepped into it was blown apart and exploded into a pile of flesh paste, wasn't he?"

"He truly is the Bloodline Divine Chosen! The Emperor's Holy Son!"

Some fanatical Ancient God Believers immediately dropped to their knees, prostrating themselves as they worshipped Li Yan.

Other believers had excitement gleaming in their eyes.

"Under the Blood Disciples' leadership, we will surely overthrow the Sword Sect and Heavenly Pivot Hall!"

"Take Cloud City and seize this blessed land rich in spiritual energy!"

Amid the feverish atmosphere of the Ancient God Believers, Sixth Elder Xu Mo revealed a twisted smile as well.

"With the Holy Son's arrival, the lifelong wish of us all will soon be fulfilled. Destroy every cultivator under heaven and burn all their books!"

Xu Mo raised both hands high and let out a crazed laugh.

These people seemed utterly mad, wanting to erase every cultivator in the world.

It was as if this world could only find salvation after all cultivators had been killed.

While they raved, scarlet light flared from a bronze mirror nearby.

Sixth Elder Xu Mo hastily reined in his smile and strode toward the bronze mirror.

"Saint Blood Fairy, what are your orders?"

The image of a woman appeared within the person-height bronze mirror.

She wore a crimson gown, its slit revealing a pair of snow-white legs.

The fairy's raven-black hair was piled up and held by a bone hairpin. A red tear mole adorned her tender pale face.

Most eye-catching were the sharp red nails on her ten slender fingers.

This Saint Blood Fairy sat in a grand armchair with one leg crossed over the other.

She toyed with her long nails and asked impatiently, "I heard from my younger brother, Su Xuanming, that a Bloodline Divine Chosen has appeared in Cloud City?"

"Is that true?"

Elder Xu bent at the waist, lowered his head, and replied with utmost respect, "Family Head Su, how would this junior dare deceive you?"

"If you do not believe me, please look behind me."

With that, Xu Mo shifted aside and aimed the bronze mirror at Li Yan in the Blood Pool.

Through the mirror-image spell, the Saint Blood Fairy saw Li Yan soaking in the Blood Pool.

When she saw that someone could actually withstand the Blood Pool, wild delight appeared on her formerly indifferent face.

"He can actually soak in the Blood Pool?"

"You must know that there is a drop of the Emperor's true blood in that pool. Even I cannot withstand it!"

As they spoke, a terrifying aura erupted from Li Yan's body!

Golden energy swept up dense blood qi and spread in every direction!

That horrifying aura echoed throughout the underground like mountains roaring and seas crashing.

Sixth Elder Xu Mo cried out in shock, "So fast?! Not even half an incense stick has passed, and he has already broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"This aura..."

As they watched Li Yan soaking in the Blood Pool, holy light poured from his entire body.

Question marks seemed to pop up over every Ancient God Believer's head.

Something was wrong, wasn't it?

Why were you becoming holier the longer you soaked in this poison pool?

This was not right, was it?

Even Sixth Elder Xu Mo and the Saint Blood Fairy, head of the Su Family, had bewilderment in their eyes.

"How... how did he break through to the Nascent Soul Realm?"

"By all reason, he should have transformed into a Blood Cocoon Realm cultivator. Why did he become a Nascent Soul cultivator instead?"

Faced with this utterly inexplicable situation, Li Yan remained absorbed in drawing in the nourishment from the Blood Pool.

Massive amounts of blood qi surged into his body, transformed into Yang Si Power, filling out his body and nourishing his Nascent Soul.

After his Dantian shattered, a mass of mist exploded into existence within Li Yan's body.

The golden mist was like the universe at the beginning of chaos, a vast sea of primal qi.

And at that moment, the [Ancient Dao Runes] dwelling within Li Yan's body began to establish order anew.

The chaotic, disordered sea of qi slowly took shape as Li Yan's Nascent Soul.

Wonderful Ancient Dao Runes flowed over this golden Nascent Soul, making it vastly different from an ordinary Nascent Soul.

Before all those wicked beings, Li Yan shone with golden light in the Blood Pool, radiating an air of holiness.

Seeing Li Yan's condition, everyone stood stunned for a long while!

Surrounded by a group of Blood Law Cultivators, he gave off such holy radiance. Nothing could have been more ironic, brimming with provocation.

The entire underground space fell deathly silent for a full incense stick's time.

Only then did an old man speak.

"I have seen this situation in the Emperor's ancient records!"

"It is called the Hidden Holy Son!"

"To avoid having their identities discovered by cultivators, Holy Sons of this kind disguise themselves, just as he is now, glittering from head to toe with golden light."

Upon hearing that highly senior Blood Law Cultivator recount what was recorded in the ancient texts, everyone let out a breath of relief.

"So that's how it is..."

"I remember now. Back in the Immortal Law Era, there were countless cultivators."

"To avoid being noticed by cultivators, Holy Sons would use the Ancient God's power to disguise themselves as saints!"

"This fellow Daoist's situation is exactly the same as what the ancient records describe."

Their self-consistent explanation made Li Yan, who had been playing dead, quietly crack open his eyes.

It seemed they had not doubted Li Yan's identity at all. They were even flipping through books on his behalf, finding every sort of excuse.

One after another, they explained the strange situation surrounding Li Yan.

What Hidden Holy Son, what the holier he was, the purer his bloodline—joyous air filled the air.

Li Yan secretly sighed in relief as well. He had nearly exposed himself.

After all, when he broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, that holy aura truly could not be suppressed. It was far too easy to reveal his identity.

But just as he had breathed a sigh of relief,

the current head of the Su Family within the bronze mirror, the Saint Blood Fairy, pointed at Li Yan.

"I want to see him! I want to meet him in person!"

"Immediately!"