Chapter 23

This surge of ferocity, while not as powerful as before, was still enough to torment Luo Ze until he was physically and mentally exhausted, suffering unbearably.

"Elder Frost, you felt it too, right?"

"Yes. Bloodline Suppression!"

Both of them possessed exceptionally high-ranking dragon-type martial souls. It could be said that, in this world, if one compared martial soul species alone, the only beings capable of suppressing them through bloodline were those few within the Star Dou Great Forest.

But that was only on the condition that Soul Power had been released.

Yet Luo Ze's Kirin Martial Soul had merely released its own aura, and it had already made Black Dragon Abyss and the Frost Giant Dragon feel fear. What an overwhelmingly powerful bloodline!

"So hot... It hurts so much!"

Luo Ze trembled all over, clutching his chest tightly. He felt as though he had been trapped in a narrow space and endlessly squeezed, unable to escape.

Meanwhile, the Kirin bloodline within him seemed to be thoroughly enjoying this bloodline frenzy. The pure True Dragon Blood was an incredibly nourishing tonic for the Kirin bloodline.

The powerful Life Force, elemental power, and the absolute strength inherently carried by the Dragon Clan were all gradually absorbed by the Kirin Martial Soul, eventually becoming its own nourishment.

Crack—

As an unnaturally sharp sound of shattering echoed through his mind, the First Layer Seal was successfully broken through at that moment.

"Ha... ha... ha!"

Luo Ze's heart raced violently as he gasped for breath. His arms trembled uncontrollably after supporting himself for so long.

Yet the pain in Luo Ze's body had vanished. Instead, he sat on the floor with a smile on his face, and the pallor in his complexion gradually gave way to a healthy flush.

"Grandfather, I succeeded."

"Good! As expected of my Grandson. Grandfather knew you could do it!"

Feeling the stability of the bloodline within Luo Ze's body, Elder Long's suspended heart finally settled.

Before Luo Ze drank the True Dragon Blood, Elder Long had constantly worried that it might clash with the Kirin bloodline.

After all, the world of Soul Beasts had followed a rule since ancient times: the side with the stronger bloodline would inevitably devour the weaker one, thereby evolving and advancing itself.

Moreover, according to ancient texts, the Kirin bloodline was one of the most ancient bloodlines. It did not belong to the Dragon Clan and instead seemed more like an alien species.

Therefore, Elder Long had worried that combining two bloodlines from different origins might cause some sort of backlash in Luo Ze's body.

Now, it seemed he had worried for nothing!

The First Layer Seal within Luo Ze's body had been successfully broken through, and his bloodline was steadily and gently advancing.

"Grandfather, now that my seal has been successfully broken through, does that mean I can start cultivating?" Luo Ze asked expectantly.

He had long wanted to try Meditation. If he had not been constantly worried about his bloodline, his Soul Power might already have reached Level Thirteen by now.

"Of course you can. But first, you need to thoroughly memorize the knowledge I wrote down in the notebook I gave you, so that you don't make any mistakes while cultivating," Elder Long said with a smile.

"That's great! Thank you, Grandfather. Thank you, Elder Frost. I'm leaving now!" After politely saying goodbye, Luo Ze excitedly left the room.

"Sigh, that boy is always so impatient. He really ought to be more composed," Elder Long said helplessly, shaking his head, though his words were full of affection.

"Oh, give it a rest. You say he isn't steady enough, but I've heard that the boy has extraordinary talent in design. How about handing him over to me? I'm confident I can train him into a God-tier Designer."

Elder Frost was not joking. He himself was already a Level Nine Designer, only a few rare materials away from qualifying as God-tier. As long as he could buy them, becoming God-tier would be as easy as waving a hand.

"Sure. Teach him more techniques for Power Type Beast Soul Masters, so he won't suffer too badly when he is suppressed by high-level Soul Masters in the future," Elder Long said with complete confidence.

No one knew Elder Frost's strength better than he did.

The Frost Giant Dragon of Extreme Ice was an Extreme Martial Soul capable of contending even against the Light Holy Dragon.

Upon returning to his room, the excitement Luo Ze had suppressed all the way finally erupted.

"Na'er, Na'er! Wake up quickly, I have good news to tell you!" Luo Ze excitedly patted Na'er, who was still asleep.

"What news? Hurry up and tell me. I still want to sleep a little longer," Na'er muttered impatiently, pulling the blanket tighter around herself.

"I can cultivate my martial soul like everyone else now. And after breaking through this seal, my bloodline won't have any more problems!" Luo Ze smiled happily, just like a child who had received an award and was waiting to be praised.

"Congratulations, Brother. You won't have to hold yourself back because of your bloodline anymore. Now, you can finally become a true genius!"

Na'er rubbed her eyes, then her petite body immediately flung itself into Luo Ze's embrace as she offered him her sincerest blessing.

"Thank you, Na'er. I'm truly so lucky to have a little sister like you!" Luo Ze hugged her back as well.

The two sat on the sofa, enjoying the complimentary breakfast personally delivered by the waiter. The drinks included soy milk and milk, while the food came in all kinds of varieties. Everything was freshly made every morning, and they could get refills if it was not enough—there was absolutely no chance of leaving hungry!

"Then I won't hold back!"

Na'er was a Little Foodie to begin with. The moment she saw the dazzling spread of food, her appetite instantly surged.

Luo Ze sat beside her, thoughtfully wiping the corners of Na'er's mouth and serving her steamed buns, shumai, and all sorts of breakfast dishes.

"Brother, you should eat too! This seafood shumai is really delicious, and it's nutritious too. It's great for replenishing energy and blood!" Na'er picked up a piece of shumai and brought it to Luo Ze's lips.

"Alright!"

Luo Ze swallowed the shumai in one bite. The savory freshness of the rice paired with the fragrant sweetness of the seafood was a marvelous combination, and it tasted unexpectedly delicious!

"Is it good?!" Na'er looked at Luo Ze expectantly.

"It's delicious. No wonder seafood shumai is your favorite—it tastes amazing!" Luo Ze praised it without holding back.

"That's right! I'm known as the Gourmet Explorer—no delicious food can escape my sensitive taste buds!" Na'er said proudly.

Luo Ze indulged her, nodding along the whole time.

After breakfast, Na'er had wanted to invite Luo Ze downstairs for a walk to help digest their meal, enjoy the sea breeze, and experience the beauty of life, but he refused.

His reason was that he had a more important task at hand: understanding the Kirin Martial Soul. It was the key to whether he could survive in the future!

Perhaps because it was rare to see Luo Ze looking so serious, Na'er's gaze froze for a moment before quickly softening again.

"What task?" Na'er asked tentatively.

"Look, it's this. Grandfather and Elder Frost searched for it for me. It contains information about the Kirin Martial Soul, along with some advice for me."

As he spoke, Luo Ze opened the section containing the advice first. It detailed the precautions regarding the seal inside his body, as well as the drawbacks of having his bloodline sealed.

The first point was that after his bloodline was sealed, his Soul Power cultivation speed would be cut in half. To raise his Soul Power Level, he would have to absorb three times as much as others his age in order to break through.

The second point was that before breaking through each seal, he had to nourish his body with True Dragon Blood.

The third point was that, to prevent his bloodline from becoming frenzied, he was forbidden from consuming highly nourishing foods.

The fourth point...

Luo Ze no longer wanted to speak. How was this advice for him? This was practically a direct death sentence for his martial soul.

He needed a strong physique, the requirements for absorbing Soul Power were harsh, and he was forbidden from eating nourishing food. How was he supposed to cultivate Soul Power in the future—just train himself dry?