Wuwu... You're Actually...

Soon, the scene before them changed again.

The small village, which had been peaceful and tranquil just moments ago, had now become a living hell.

Towering flames swept through every wooden house and every inch of land.

The crackling of fire filled the air, mingled with shrill cries and wails of anguish.

Billowing black smoke surged into the sky, and the scorching heat could be felt clearly even from far away.

As the formation dissipated, Tushan Mingheng slumped to the ground, drained of strength.

"Just divining a child's fate took this much spiritual energy..."

At the same time, through his eyes, Tushan Zhaoli had also seen everything that had just happened.

She had even seen more than he had.

Elsewhere, Cen Yu had awakened and was getting used to his new strength.

Looking at the youth, Guang Ling exclaimed in amazement, "Tsk, tsk... Xiao Yu, once you reach Soul Saint, you might even surpass me, huh?"

Azure Luan smiled as well. "Looks like it really is the younger generation's world now. Us old fogeys are about to be cast aside by the times."

Hearing that, Cen Yu said helplessly, "The two of you should stop teasing me. You're still very young."

"But..."

He summoned his Martial Soul.

In an instant, the Miao Shi Heavenly Maiden appeared alongside six Soul Rings—purple, purple, black, black, red, and red.

The three of them froze, staring in disbelief at the final two Soul Rings.

"You... What? Those are Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings?" Guang Ling felt completely dazed. "But didn't you just break through?"

Cen Yu was just as confused.

He knew perfectly well he hadn't absorbed any Soul Rings. Where had these things come from?

While the three of them stood there baffled, Tushan Jinci arrived.

Seeing the youth's expression, he immediately explained, "That's perfectly normal. His Martial Soul is of sufficiently high quality."

"Martial Souls existed in ancient times, too. It's just that, unlike you, people back then didn't need to hunt Soul Beasts."

"In theory, as long as there's enough energy around, a Martial Soul can condense the Soul Rings best suited to itself."

Just how far had the Douluo Continent fallen? How did none of these people know even this?

Cen Yu found Tushan Jinci's explanation easy enough to accept, but Guang Ling and Azure Luan were left dumbfounded.

Seeing their expressions, Cen Yu cleared his throat and reassured them. "The spiritual energy on the Douluo Continent is thin compared to here. Having Soul Beasts at all is already the best we can hope for."

"Don't fret over Soul Rings that don't suit you. You won't need Soul Rings once you become gods anyway."

Tushan Jinci nodded. "Exactly."

As he spoke, he walked up to the youth and asked, his gaze burning, "May I have a drop of blood from your fingertip?"

"Huh?" Cen Yu looked at him in confusion. "Sure, but why?"

Blood from his fingertip? What did he want it for?

Suddenly, the youth thought of a possibility, and his eyes lit up.

"Could it be... I have some kind of special constitution? Is my blood really useful?"

Like Hua Qiangu's blood in The Journey of Flower, which withered everything it touched and could even open an incredibly powerful seal.

He couldn't believe he had a special constitution like that! What a delightful surprise!

"..."

Looking at Cen Yu, Tushan Jinci's mouth twitched. "You're overthinking it. I just want to verify something."

As he spoke, he pricked the youth's finger.

The next moment, a bright red drop of blood, flecked with golden-purple energy, floated between them.

Seeing this, Tushan Jinci pricked his own finger and squeezed out a drop of blood.

Then he raised his hand. A red streak of light shot out and circled around the two drops.

"Fox blood, passed down through generations. With the Nine-Tailed One watching over us, may it never end. Bloodline Art!"

As soon as the words fell, the two drops of blood began to tremble violently.

Then, as the four people in the room watched in stunned silence, the two drops slowly merged into one.

"..."

"What the hell?!" Guang Ling cried in shock. "What's going on? How can your blood merge together?!"

Forget whether the two of them could possibly be related—they were clearly different species!

Cen Yu stared blankly at the blood drops that had blended together before him.

"Why... did my blood and yours... merge?"

The Bloodline Art... The name alone made it clear that it was used to identify bloodlines.

By then, Tushan Jinci's eyes had reddened. He pulled Cen Yu into his arms.

"You... You're actually... I never thought I'd get to see you again..."

As Cen Yu looked on in confusion, Tushan Jinci began to explain everything to them.

Forget whether the two of them could possibly be related—they were clearly different species!

Cen Yu stared blankly at the blood drops that had blended together before him.

"Why... did my blood and yours... merge?"

The Bloodline Art... The name alone made it clear that it was used to identify bloodlines.

By then, Tushan Jinci's eyes had reddened. He pulled Cen Yu into his arms.

"You... You're actually... I never thought I'd get to see you again..."

As Cen Yu looked on in confusion, Tushan Jinci began to explain everything to them.

Forget whether the two of them could possibly be related—they were clearly different species!

Cen Yu stared blankly at the blood drops that had blended together before him.

"Why... did my blood and yours... merge?"

The Bloodline Art... The name alone made it clear that it was used to identify bloodlines.

By then, Tushan Jinci's eyes had reddened. He pulled Cen Yu into his arms.

"You... You're actually... I never thought I'd get to see you again..."

As Cen Yu looked on in confusion, Tushan Jinci began to explain everything to them.

Forget whether the two of them could possibly be related—they were clearly different species!

Cen Yu stared blankly at the blood drops that had blended together before him.

"Why... did my blood and yours... merge?"

The Bloodline Art... The name alone made it clear that it was used to identify bloodlines.

By then, Tushan Jinci's eyes had reddened. He pulled Cen Yu into his arms.

"You... You're actually... I never thought I'd get to see you again..."

As Cen Yu looked on in confusion, Tushan Jinci began to explain everything to them.