To be honest, Michael had only wanted to test a theory — to see if his blood was valuable enough to significantly alter the course of an evolution.
Just as he suspected, with his title, race transformation, and unique physique, his blood essence was far from ordinary.
In fact, he realized now that it was perhaps even more potent than the blood essence he had used when evolving Lucky.
While several thoughts flashed through his mind, Michael's gaze stayed locked on Ace, watching the process unfold with meticulous focus.
The glow surrounding the boy began to dim, the swirling light threads slowly retreating into his body until only a faint crimson aura remained, pulsing in rhythm with his heartbeat.
Then, the system's familiar chime rang out in Michael's mind.
["Cultivator" has merged with "Pseudo Divine Blood" and successfully evolved into: Blood Servant.]
Michael's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression unreadable.
"Blood Servant?"
