Bloodline Anomaly

Suddenly, Luo Ze felt his bones breaking apart. The immense power of the Qilin Bloodline was like a stockpile of miniature bombs, exploding one after another inside his body.

He endured the pain and forcibly used his Soul Power to repair his damaged body.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Na'er noticed that something was off with Luo Ze and hurried to his side.

"I'm fine. It was just so delicious that my body suddenly had a little trouble adjusting," Luo Ze said with a smile after steadying his emotions.

Fortunately, the disturbance was not too intense this time, and he could barely withstand it with his Soul Power.

At the same time, a question arose in his heart. Why had his Bloodline Power suddenly surged? Everything had been fine before they came here!

Could it... be something wrong with the soup?

Luo Ze furrowed his brows slightly and pressed his lips together. After thinking it over carefully, he ruled out the possibility of poisoning.

Tuna was one of the world's finest ingredients. Never mind how rare it was—if someone wanted to harm him, they would not use such an expensive ingredient.

Besides, he had given Wang Mu, the master of the Spirit Pagoda, as his name. Unless this hotel wanted to shut down and court death, it would never make such a choice.

"Are you really okay? Don't lie to me!" Na'er did not quite believe him.

Although Luo Ze tried his best to suppress his emotions, there were obvious traces of pallor on his ruddy face, something he could not disguise with his tone.

Na'er was just about to step forward and examine Luo Ze's condition when he suddenly pulled her into his arms.

"Eh? W-what are you doing?!" Na'er's face instantly turned crimson. Clearly, Luo Ze's action had caught her completely off guard.

"It's nothing. I just wanted to hug you. Hurry and eat—the food won't taste good once it gets cold!"

Taking advantage of the opening, Luo Ze quickly wiped away the sweat running down his forehead. Only then did he regain his calm expression and look at Na'er with a mischievous smile.

"Bad Brother, you're taking advantage of me again!" Na'er turned away, pretending to be angry.

"I'm sorry, Na'er, I was wrong! My dear little sister, what do I need to do for you to forgive me?!" Luo Ze said with a smile, deliberately acting spoiled.

"Treat me to barbecue tonight, plus a cup of iced Milk Tea! And don't think it'll be that easy—there's an extra condition. You have to carry me on your back the entire time!" Na'er said.

"That's easy. Don't you dare go back on your word."

"I would never!"

The two returned to their seats and continued eating the tuna, but this time, Luo Ze did not dare take another bite.

Just one mouthful of soup had caused his bloodline to surge. If he ate the fish, one could only imagine how badly his body would collapse.

Thus, Luo Ze casually found an excuse to have the hotel serve some other specialty dishes, barely managing to fill his stomach.

After leaving the hotel, Luo Ze kept his promise and carried Na'er on his back as the two discussed their next plans.

They planned to buy a cup of Milk Tea first, then head to the park to enjoy the scenery, and finally go to the beach to end this wonderful day!

The Milk Tea shop was still packed with customers. If they wanted a sweet, delicious cup of Milk Tea, it looked like they would have to wait at least an hour.

"Na'er, why don't you go rest first? I can line up by myself." The weather was scorching, and Na'er had only just been discharged from the hospital. Luo Ze truly could not bear to make her wait in line with him.

"No, I want to stay with Brother. I'm not afraid of the sun!" Na'er lay across Luo Ze's shoulder and spoke coquettishly.

"Alright, alright. Whatever you say." Luo Ze smiled indulgently.

An hour later, the two got their freshly made Milk Tea. Na'er had originally wanted hers iced, but Luo Ze refused.

His reason was that she had just left the hospital, and as a girl, she should not drink cold beverages because they were bad for her health. With that triple-layered concern, he shut her down completely.

"The doctor said I'm fine! It's the middle of summer—I don't want hot Milk Tea. I want iced Milk Tea too!" Na'er puffed out her cheeks, deeply dissatisfied with Luo Ze making the decision without asking her.

"The doctor is the doctor, and I'm me. If I say no, then no!" Luo Ze said seriously, firmly refusing Na'er.

Na'er viciously pinched Luo Ze's back to express her protest and dissatisfaction, but her heart was warm, filled with happiness.

She knew he did not want anything to happen to her.

The two arrived at the park and found a quiet bench shaded from the sun, where they sat down to rest.

The beach was right across from the park. With the sea breeze blowing, Milk Tea in hand, and the ocean view before them, it was truly one of life's greatest pleasures.

"What a pity. Something's missing." Luo Ze closed his eyes, his voice trembling slightly.

"What's missing?" Na'er asked curiously.

"Barbecue! Life without barbecue is incomplete! Na'er, I didn't eat enough earlier. Could I trouble you to buy me some barbecue?!" Luo Ze scratched his head awkwardly.

"You really are something else. I told you to eat more earlier, but you wouldn't listen. Fine, wait here. I'll go buy it for you." Though Na'er complained aloud, she still gave in to Luo Ze and turned toward the barbecue shop.

Once Na'er had gone far enough away, Luo Ze could no longer suppress the surging energy within his body and crashed heavily onto the grass.

He clutched his chest tightly. His breathing became hurried, his face turned pale, and sweat flowed down his forehead, soaking his collar.

Luo Ze tried to remain calm and forcefully circulate his Soul Power to stabilize his bloodline, but the intense pain made it impossible for him to maintain absolute concentration.

His throat suddenly grew hot, and a mouthful of bright red blood burst forth. His consciousness also became slightly hazy.

Fortunately, the pain that had been concentrated within his body eased considerably along with the blood he spat out.

At the same time, Luo Ze realized that it was not his Bloodline Power that was stirring within him. Three distinct powers were colliding against one another.

The first was the Origin Power of the Qilin Bloodline. It possessed absolute suppressive force and showed no sign of falling behind even when facing two opponents alone.

The second emitted a fleeting aura of time. Though its offensive power was weaker, its terrifying control ability pinned the Qilin Bloodline down so thoroughly that it could not move.

The third power was rather unusual. It did not possess the Qilin Bloodline's ferocity, nor did it carry the sensation of time slipping away like the second power.

Compared with the first two powers, it was more like a mediator and an observer. While observing the fluctuations of the other two energies, it used its own weak power to repair Luo Ze's body.

So that's it. No wonder I couldn't forcibly suppress them with Soul Power. With all three powers raging inside me at once, it would be strange if I didn't explode!

Luo Ze wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, endured the stabbing pain throughout his body, and released his Kirin Martial Soul.

Luo Ze's plan was clear. He could not control the other two powers for now. To stabilize his body, he had to aid the side he could control—the Qilin Bloodline, which possessed absolute suppression.

Releasing his Martial Soul was equivalent to strengthening the Qilin Bloodline, thereby helping it seize the initiative.

Sure enough, the instant the Kirin Martial Soul was released, the Origin Power that had been held in Confinement within his body erupted violently. With absolute suppressive force, it immediately launched a counterattack against the other two powers.

Luo Ze also seized that opening to circulate his Soul Power and stabilize the bloodline within his body.