Bloodline Awakening Potion

The overwhelming power merged into his body, and the First Seal was easily absorbed cleanly by Chen Ye.

He gazed at himself; the scales of the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul seemed to have brightened slightly, but aside from that, there wasn't much of a difference.

"The power provided by the First Seal is still too little after all. If I could devour the Second Seal, it should let me improve a lot."

Chen Ye thought to himself, his gaze shifting to Tang Wulin. The young man sat there, panting heavily, a trace of fatigue on his face.

His power had been forcibly stripped away, yet there was no pain on his face.

"Is that enough, Boss? Have I already been stripped of that so-called Golden Dragon King?" Tang Wulin's eyes were bright as he looked at Chen Ye, filled with relief.

"Not yet. It needs to be stripped seventeen more times..." Chen Ye paused here, his gaze turning serious as he looked at Tang Wulin.

"Boss will help your Blue Silver Grass evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor, and will also let you have the Clear Sky Hammer as your second martial soul."

"Everyone says Tang San's talent is astonishingly brilliant, but I think you, Tang Wulin, are no worse!"

Chen Ye's words were spoken earnestly, and the two locked eyes.

Tang Wulin rubbed his head a little shyly: "Boss, you think too highly of me. I'm not that good. How could I compare to that ancestor?"

"There's nothing incomparable about it. He's not exactly a good person." Chen Ye smiled but didn't explain further.

"Boss, I'm a bit hungry. I feel like my stomach's empty."

"Then let's eat first. Boss will treat you to a meal outside."

"Thanks, Boss! Boss, you're the best!" Tang Wulin cheered and ran toward the school gate.

Watching the retreating figure, Chen Ye's expression turned somewhat complicated: "People always say that you achieved what you have today entirely because of the Golden Dragon King inside you."

"But I think that's not the case. Your achievements today have nothing to do with the Golden Dragon King. Even with only Blue Silver Grass, you could still become a god."

Chen Ye's eyes flickered, and two Wheels appeared before him.

On the first Wheel, three indicators appeared and began spinning wildly, finally stopping on Purple, Black, and Yellow.

[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring Age. Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Ten Thousand Year Dragon Blood Grass. Congratulations, Host, for obtaining a Five Thousand Year Soul Ring Age.]

Chen Ye glanced at the three rewards he'd obtained, his expression somewhat disappointed.

He already had a One Hundred Thousand Year Dragon Blood Fruit, equivalent to a Pseudo-Immortal Herb, so this Ten Thousand Year Dragon Blood Grass was completely useless to him.

Looking at the second Wheel, Chen Ye had a total of four draw chances on it.

He hesitated for a moment, then chose to draw directly.

Four indicators appeared on the Wheel and began spinning rapidly. They stopped just as quickly.

The first and second indicators stopped together on Purple, while the third stopped on Black.

Only the fourth indicator stopped directly on Red.

[Congratulations on obtaining Ten Thousand Year Ice Crystal Fruit, Ten Thousand Year Dragon Soul Grass, and the ability to designate a special Ten Thousand Year Spirit Grass.]

[Congratulations on obtaining Bloodline Awakening Potion, congratulations on obtaining Self-Selected Top Martial Soul.]

Chen Ye's gaze swept over the Dragon Soul Grass, then landed on the Self-Selected Spirit Grass.

He knew about Dragon Soul Grass—it could only be found where a true dragon had fallen—but he hadn't expected to draw it from the lottery either.

Looking at the third reward, the Bloodline Awakening Potion, Chen Ye tapped the Diary, and the detailed information updated.

[Bloodline Awakening Potion: Can supplement bloodline deficiencies, strengthen the more powerful bloodlines within the bloodline, and has a small chance of awakening an additional martial soul.]

Reading the Diary's description, Chen Ye's eyes held a contemplative look.

By now, he and Tang Wulin had already reached the entrance of a restaurant, and the two walked inside.

Seeing Tang Wulin looking ravenous, Chen Ye didn't hesitate and directly ordered fifteen dishes.

Sitting at the table, watching Tang Wulin look as hollowed out as if he'd been drained after losing the Golden Dragon King's power, Chen Ye's eyes flickered.

Under the table, his finger lightly touched the Diary, and the Bloodline Awakening Potion appeared.

"Wulin, I promised you before that I'd help you awaken a second martial soul. Drink this, and you'll awaken!"

As he spoke, he brought his hand out from under the table. In it was a bottle of potion, but it gave off a dark, lusterless sheen.

Tang Wulin blinked, looking at Chen Ye with confusion.

Chen Ye stared at the black bottle, seemingly filled with various impurities, and fell silent for a moment.

He awkwardly pulled out the cork, as if about to explain something.

But before he could get the words out, a wisp of smoke shaped like a black skull drifted from the bottle's mouth.

Looking at that black skull, both of them fell silent.

Chen Ye opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Tang Wulin had already taken it:

"It's fine, Boss, I trust you! Just from the fact that you ordered me fifteen dishes and were willing to save me, there's no way you'd harm me!"

Tang Wulin finished speaking, tipped his head back, and downed it in one gulp. Then... nothing happened.

Looking at Tang Wulin, who had collapsed to the ground foaming at the mouth, Chen Ye fell silent again, for the first time suspecting the potion might be fake.

But in less than five minutes, Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass began to slowly spread over him.

The originally slender Blue Silver Grass began to gradually thicken, and its pale blue lines turned a deep blue.

A more majestic power emerged. A mark seemed to appear on the young man's left hand, and a faint, flickering hammer-shaped glow slowly took form.

Watching this scene, Chen Ye froze for a moment, sensing that the other's spirit power had directly risen from the original 13th rank to the 20th rank.

Tang Wulin opened his eyes, a trace of confusion in his gaze. But when he looked at his left hand, a long, pale silver hammer materialized and then slammed heavily to the ground.

Feeling the power contained within the hammer in his hand, Tang Wulin's eyes instantly lit up: "Boss, I really have awakened my Second Martial Soul! And I can feel that my Blue Silver Grass has undergone a qualitative change."

As Tang Wulin spoke, he raised his left hand. The originally light blue Blue Silver Grass continuously deepened into a dark blue, and the power it provided surged forth.

A golden serpentine shadow appeared above the Blue Silver Grass. The little snake had also gained some enhancement compared to before.

Its body grew larger, and the deep blue mark on its forehead shone brightly: "My Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul seems to have undergone a qualitative change too!"

"It should have evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor, right?" Watching Tang Wulin's delighted expression, Chen Ye didn't really mind.

After all, whether it was the Blue Silver Emperor or the Clear Sky Hammer, they were only top-tier Martial Souls. They still couldn't compare to the Golden Dragon King, which was a God-level Martial Soul.

In truth, Chen Ye was the one who had gained an enormous advantage. But as his gaze rested on Tang Wulin, the words he had originally planned to conceal ultimately remained unspoken.

If Tang Wulin didn't trust him, Chen Ye naturally wouldn't have minded deceiving him, extracting the full power of the Golden Dragon King from his body.

But when Tang Wulin looked at him with those sincere eyes, Chen Ye fell silent for a moment, then decided not to keep hiding the truth: "Actually, the power of the Golden Dragon King inside you is equivalent to a divine-level power, far stronger than these two Martial Souls of yours."