Mutated Bloodline

Time quietly slipped by, and in the blink of an eye, several more months had passed.

Since the major reshuffle of power in Yan City several months ago, the entire city had become much more stable.

Among Yan City's four major powers, the Talisman Master Association had always been detached, with most of its members not participating in power struggles. The City Lord's Mansion was responsible for managing the entire Yan City, holding immense power and being the strongest force.

Of the remaining two, the Wanjin Merchant Association primarily focused on business and possessed vast influence. Although the newly risen Lin Family was the weakest, they had a great Buddha pressing down on everyone's heads behind them.

Furthermore, the Lin Family maintained good relations with the Wanjin Merchant Association and the Talisman Master Association. They were also busy digesting the resources of the Blood Wolf Gang and the Song Family, thus having no intention of competing with other forces. Naturally, no one with eyes would dare to offend the Lin Family.

During these peaceful times, the Lin Family's strength and status grew day by day. Especially with the breakthroughs of Lin Dong and Lin Xiao, they slowly began to exhibit the demeanor and foundation of one of Yan City's four major powers.

However, this stable situation was soon to be broken.

Of course, it wasn't due to any particular person or faction, but because of the appearance of an ancient tomb.

In a secluded small courtyard within the Lin Family Manor.

"Little fellow, here, catch!"

Cang Wu casually tossed a blood-stained demon crystal. Instantly, a fiery red shadow flashed past, biting down on the demon crystal and swallowing it whole.

After the fiery red shadow stopped, its true form was revealed: a massive tiger, entirely crimson, appearing like a flame.

The tiger's fur was a fiery red, and under the scorching sun, it truly resembled flames. Its four thick paws had orange-yellow patterns, like four burning clouds.

Coiled on the tiger's back was a dark red giant python. Atop the python's head was a sharp, pointed horn. When coiled on the tiger's back, it looked like an upright tiger tail.

Most astonishing were the sides of the crimson tiger's ribs. They appeared somewhat plump, and faintly, special patterns could be seen. The thick areas of fur looked like bird feathers.

Yes, they were bird feathers, because there was a pair of wings there. However, they were currently pressed tightly against the tiger's body, and with the similar color of its fur and feathers, it was easy to mistake it for a very fat tiger.

"Senior, what's going on with Little Yan? He's becoming less and less like a Fire Python Tiger."

Lin Dong looked at Little Yan, who had been sleeping for a month and had only recently woken up, and asked curiously.

Cang Wu then tossed two more demon crystals. After Little Yan swallowed them both, he chuckled and said.

"Your luck is pretty good, kid. You picked up a Six Fingers."

"Six Fingers? Senior Six-Fingered Saint Dragon Emperor?"

Lin Dong was instantly confused. The only impression he had of the title 'Six Fingers' was of that formidable figure who had unified the Demon Domain.

Cang Wu rolled his eyes at this. With a thought, the tea in the teapot instantly flew out, washing the bloodstains from his hands. He then chuckled and replied.

"You sure can dream, kid. That Six-Fingered Strange Dragon fellow is at least at the peak of the Reincarnation Realm. Do you think he's a common cabbage you can just pick up?"

"Didn't you say it yourself?"

Lin Dong muttered softly. Seeing Cang Wu turn his head, he flinched and gave a sheepish smile.

Over these past few months, Lin Dong had truly witnessed the demanding standards of this Ancient Lord.

Normally, when Cang Wu was cultivating in the Lin Family Manor, he wouldn't bother Lin Dong, letting him do whatever he pleased.

However, whenever Cang Wu went out to spar with demonic beasts and verify his insights, he would always call Lin Dong along.

At first, Cang Wu was relatively conservative. He would directly throw Lin Dong, who had already broken through to become a Three-Symbol Talisman Master, into the lair of a demonic beast comparable to a Great Perfection Primal Core Realm expert, seal the exit with formations, and let Lin Dong engage in a life-or-death battle with the beast.

Moreover, Cang Wu would always leave Lin Dong to fend for himself and go spar with demonic beasts in the Creation Realm, only returning to find Lin Dong after he was done.

But in the last two months, Cang Wu had directly thrown Lin Dong before demonic beasts in the Form Creation Realm, forcing Lin Dong, a Three-Symbol Talisman Master who had barely reached Lesser Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm, to contend with them.

What made Lin Dong even more frustrated was that, from beginning to end, he had never received a satisfactory evaluation from Cang Wu.

The best evaluation he received was a month ago, when Lin Dong used the terrain to his advantage, launched a surprise attack, and heavily wounded a Lesser Form Creation Realm demonic beast. Cang Wu had given him a "passable" evaluation.

Of course, such training had yielded significant results. Lin Dong could now almost completely crush any cultivator below the Form Creation Realm, and he could even hold his ground against some experts in the Lesser Form Creation Realm.

It was these hellish months of training that made Lin Dong both respect and fear Cang Wu.

"This little fellow, like that Six Fingers fellow, both possess special mutated bloodlines among demonic beasts. In the future, perhaps there's a sliver of a chance they could reach the realm of that Six Fingers fellow," Cang Wu said casually and softly. Lin Dong, however, frowned, as he truly didn't understand what a mutated bloodline was.

"You're really slow, kid. Mutated bloodline, as the name suggests, means the bloodline has undergone mutation. Like this situation here, it was clearly just a Fire Python Tiger at first, but now, where do you see any trace of a Fire Python Tiger?"

Little Marten's figure had somehow emerged. It tapped Lin Dong's head directly with its small paw, saying with disdain.

As it spoke, Little Marten's expression also showed a hint of envy. It clicked its tongue in amazement and said.

"So that Six-Fingered Saint Dragon Emperor was a mutated bloodline, no wonder. But this stupid tiger is lucky to also have a special mutated bloodline."

"Roar!!"

As soon as Little Marten finished speaking, Little Yan immediately opened its monstrous maw and let out a growl at Little Marten, seemingly very displeased.

The low roar and the fierce aura within it startled Little Marten. After it reacted, it quickly glared back, saying indignantly.

"Oh ho, you stupid tiger, you're not that dumb after all. But daring to act tough with Lord Marten, have you grown a pair?"

"You, Little Sky Demon Sable, must be of royal bloodline from your Heavenly Demon Marten clan, right?"

Seeing Little Marten bluffing, Cang Wu couldn't help but chuckle lightly and said. Little Marten scratched its head with its small paw and nodded.

"Senior, how did you know?"

"Because, you brat, you're as annoying as that old geezer from your Heavenly Demon Marten clan."

Cang Wu pouted, saying with a hint of disdain. His gaze flickered to Little Yan, then to Little Marten, and his eyes also held a trace of remembrance.

"I remember, back then, that old geezer used to like bullying that foolish tiger clan member for no reason."