The Flowerfoot Wizard let out two cackles. "Don't worry. A Sheng was just unlucky. He fell off a cliff and failed the coming-of-age trial. Otherwise, he would have awakened his bloodline long ago..."
A faint smile appeared on Hong An's face. Their branch had inherited the mighty power of Hongdong. Those who awakened it were powerful warriors.
"Come, Sheng. Drink this, then train hard here every day. I guarantee you'll open your Bloodline soon!"
Without a word, Tang Changsheng stepped forward and took the bowl. It reeked of blood, mixed with some unknown medicine. Without even looking at it, he drank it down.
To be honest, Tang Changsheng had lost count of the strange, dubious, foul-tasting concoctions he had drunk lately. One more hardly mattered... In all fairness, the Wizards' medicines looked unappealing and tasted peculiar, but they worked well enough.
This time was different. The moment the soup reached his stomach, something indescribable seemed to spread through his mouth and throat.
It felt as if the soup itself were alive, struggling inside Tang Changsheng's mouth and throat. Countless claws seemed to reach out and rake wildly at them.
"Ah..." A long, shrill scream, almost like a woman's, rose from his belly. Whatever was inside seemed unwilling to be digested. It thrashed about, trying to escape.
Then Tang Changsheng suffered for it. Agony seized his stomach. With no time for another word, he grabbed his trousers and ran.
"The latrine's this way..." the Wizard remarked lightly.
A trace of concern crossed Hong An's face. "Isn't the combined strength of Beauty Flower and Flowerfoot Snake Gallbladder too much? I don't know if A Sheng can bear it."
The Wizard's expression did not change. "He failed the trial. Hardship is his only choice now. You'd better hope A Sheng awakens his bloodline