Chapter 554: Xiao Yu's Bloodline and Clan Mark
"This is… Xiao Yu's presence."
Standing by the stone monument, Mo Yu sensed a familiar aura and murmured to himself. Having lived with Xiao Yu for so many years, there was no mistaking it—Xiao Yu had been here.
"Sister Xiao Yu has been here! Does that mean she has gained the recognition of the Xiao Clan's ancestor?" Lei Fei'er was also taken aback but smiled soon after.
The Xiao Clan had long since declined, with few talented members left. If Xiao Yu had been born during the clan's peak, her talent wouldn't have stood out, and it would've been unlikely for her to be recognized by the Dou Saint known as 'Xiao Fairy.' However, times had changed. The once-great Xiao Clan, the strongest family on the Dou Qi Continent, had become a small and insignificant clan in the northwest. Their former glory was gone.
Now, as long as Xiao Yu reached this place, she was likely to be recognized by the Xiao Clan's Dou Saint. At this point, there was no room for being picky. Moreover, Xiao Yu was of noble lineage—if the Xiao Clan hadn't fallen, she would have been a member of the main branch.
"In that case, let's wait outside for now," Mo Yu said, stroking his chin thoughtfully. He believed that since Xiao Yu had made it here, she was probably being recognized by the Dou Saint and might even be receiving the inheritance at that moment.
"Mm," Lei Fei'er nodded slightly. However, just as they were about to find a place to rest, the ancient flute carving on the stone monument emitted a bright light. Soon after, a graceful and dignified female voice echoed out.
"So, you must be Yu'er's fiancé. She's currently undergoing her inheritance. You may enter and wait."
Mo Yu was surprised for a moment, but quickly realized that the voice must belong to the tomb's owner, the Xiao Clan Dou Saint, Xiao Fairy.
Seeing this, Mo Yu and Lei Fei'er exchanged glances. Finally, Mo Yu nodded and said, "Since the senior has invited us, let's go in."
Mo Yu didn't believe the Xiao Clan's Dou Saint would harbor ill intentions towards them. And even if something unexpected happened, with Thunderquake's power, he could sense it and come to their aid.
With that thought, Mo Yu and Lei Fei'er approached the stone monument and placed their hands on it. A flash of light enveloped them, and the two figures disappeared.
When the blinding light gradually faded, Mo Yu and Lei Fei'er slowly opened their eyes.
Before them stood a massive ancient hall. Unlike the imposing grandeur of Thunderquake's palace, this hall had a serene elegance, clearly reflecting its female owner.
In the center of the hall stood a woman dressed in green robes. She was breathtakingly beautiful, her face radiating both youth and vitality despite the countless years that had passed. In front of her was a clear pool of water, with delicate green lotuses floating on its surface, exuding a faint fragrance.
In the midst of the lotuses sat a woman, her eyes closed, with a unique energy fluctuating around her. This woman was none other than Xiao Yu.
Although her eyes were closed, Xiao Yu seemed to sense Mo Yu's arrival, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. However, she remained deep in her meditative state.
Mo Yu could feel that something transformative was happening within Xiao Yu, something that would bring her significant benefits.
"You must be from the Thunder Clan." The woman in green turned around slowly upon hearing their footsteps, revealing a flawless, stunning face. Her voice was calm as she spoke.
Feeling the invisible pressure from the green-robed woman, Mo Yu shifted his gaze from Xiao Yu and, seeing the woman's youthful and striking appearance, was momentarily dazed. Then, he quickly composed himself and respectfully greeted her.
"Junior Mo Yu of the Thunder Clan, along with Lei Fei'er, pays respects to Senior Xiao Fairy."
"Mo Yu… so you are the fiancé Yu'er spoke of. I see, you're also from the northwest continent. Has my Xiao Clan truly fallen this far?"
The green-robed woman, clearly having learned some things from Xiao Yu, let out a soft sigh, her beautiful face showing a trace of sadness.
Mo Yu was taken aback by her words—he hadn't expected this 'Xiao Fairy' to know about Xiao Xuan. But after thinking about it, it made sense. Although their stories were separated by a thousand years, for a Dou Saint, a thousand years was not that long.
"Senior, according to the records of our clan, when Xiao Xuan took over as the Xiao Clan's patriarch, the Dou Emperor bloodline had already begun to wither. To prevent this, Patriarch Xiao Xuan took a desperate gamble. He performed a secret technique that gathered the bloodline power of most of the clan in an attempt to break through to the Dou Emperor level and reactivate the Xiao Clan's Dou Emperor bloodline. Unfortunately, he failed in his breakthrough and was ambushed by the Soul Clan. Now, the Xiao Clan has been reduced to a small corner of the northwest continent," Mo Yu explained slowly.
"Sigh, so it was due to the decline of the bloodline…" The green-robed woman sighed softly before continuing. "The old patriarch was right. Xiao Xuan had extraordinary talent, but his ambition was too great. Sometimes, being too ambitious can lead to disaster. It's no wonder the old patriarch once predicted that if Xiao Xuan couldn't bring glory to the Xiao Clan, he would lead it to ruin."
"Oh? The old patriarch of the Xiao Clan had such an accurate judgment?" Mo Yu raised an eyebrow at her words.
Though the Xiao Clan had fallen, if Xiao Xuan had succeeded in his breakthrough, the results would have been entirely different. The Xiao Clan would have experienced unprecedented glory.
It's hard to say whether Xiao Xuan's actions were right or wrong. For a family like the Xiao Clan, once their bloodline began to dry up, they were essentially doomed to a slow death. Xiao Xuan's mistake, however, was in underestimating the fact that the Dou Qi continent no longer had the Essence of Emperor Energy, which was necessary for a breakthrough to the Dou Emperor level. His efforts were doomed from the start.
But even so, it was difficult to blame Xiao Xuan, as knowledge of the Essence of Emperor Energy was limited to only a few individuals across the entire continent.
As Mo Yu and the green-robed woman spoke, a sudden cry came from Xiao Yu, sitting on the green lotus. A unique wave of energy rippled from her body.
Crimson threads of blood slowly flowed from the lotus, gathering together. Within moments, the blood coalesced into a red, diamond-shaped crystal about the size of a thumb. The crystal shot upwards, transforming into a red beam of light that pierced into Xiao Yu's heart.
As the crystal entered her heart, Xiao Yu's body trembled. Fortunately, the crystal, despite appearing solid, was somehow absorbed directly into her heart, settling at its center. Red light radiated from it, causing her heart to beat more powerfully.
"Boom!"
At that moment, Xiao Yu's entire being seemed to undergo a transformation. An indescribable aura flowed from her body.
"Whew," the green-robed woman exhaled softly, smiling as she said, "It's done. Yu'er's bloodline concentration has finally increased."
"Thank you, Senior!" Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief as well, quickly bowing in gratitude to the green-robed woman.
Although he didn't know how much Xiao Yu's bloodline concentration had increased, Mo Yu could sense that even the Thunder Clan's Mu Mang couldn't compare to Xiao Yu now.
Her bloodline was likely at the level of the Eighth Grade!
For that, Mo Yu felt deeply grateful to the Dou Saint standing before him.
The green-robed woman shook her head with a light smile. "There's no need to thank me. Yu'er is one of the last remaining members of the Xiao Clan. As a Xiao Clan elder, it's my duty to help her restore her bloodline. In fact, I should be thanking you. Without the Reversion Bloodline Pill you prepared, even I wouldn't have been able to help Yu'er recover her bloodline so easily."
"The Reversion Bloodline Pill…" Mo Yu nodded. The pill, an Eighth Grade elixir, indeed had miraculous effects. Without it, even the Dou Saint would have had difficulty raising Xiao Yu's bloodline concentration to such a high level.
As Mo Yu pondered this, Xiao Yu's aura began to surge dramatically. Within moments, she had broken through from the Dou Huang level to Dou Zong. And in the blink of an eye, she reached the peak of Dou Zong!
"Peak Dou Zong…" Mo Yu raised an eyebrow in surprise. With the Dou Emperor bloodline, Xiao Yu's cultivation speed would be considered astonishing, especially in the northwest continent, where it would dazzle countless people.
But Xiao Yu's breakthroughs didn't stop there. After staying at the peak of Dou Zong for a few minutes, her aura continued to rise like an erupting volcano, pushing towards the Dou Zun level.
"Boom!"
With the sound of a barrier breaking, a powerful force burst out from within Xiao Yu, and her level soared past Dou Zong, straight into Dou Zun.
One-Star Dou Zun, Two-Star Dou Zun, Three-Star Dou Zun!
Only when she reached the Three-Star Dou Zun level did Xiao Yu's aura finally stabilize. A newfound sense of nobility emanated from her.
"Sister Xiao Yu succeeded," Lei Fei'er chuckled softly beside Mo Yu.
"Yes, Eighth Grade bloodline, Three-Star Dou Zun… Yu'er has become a genius now…" Mo Yu felt genuine happiness for Xiao Yu. Although this level of talent and strength wasn't at the top of the Dou Qi continent, it was far from weak. Compared to her previous self, the difference was like night and day.
Moreover, Mo Yu knew that once Xiao Yan broke through to Dou Emperor in the future, the Xiao Clan's bloodline would rise again, and since Xiao Yu was closely related to Xiao Yan, her bloodline would experience another surge.
"Yu'er, focus your mind. I will now inscribe the clan mark," the green-robed woman said, suddenly leaping in front of Xiao Yu.
Hearing this, Xiao Yu, still with her eyes closed, gently nodded and revealed her fair forehead.
"The Xiao Clan's clan mark requires nine strokes. Since the Xiao Clan's Mystic Dragon Brush is not with me, I will personally inscribe the mark for Yu'er. However, it will take some time, so you two may wait patiently," the green-robed woman explained while using her slender fingers to draw on Xiao Yu's forehead.
Mo Yu understood and nodded, finding a comfortable spot to sit and wait with Lei Fei'er.
To Mo Yu's surprise, the process of inscribing the clan mark was far more complex than he had imagined. He had thought it would be a straightforward task, but it turned out to be quite intricate. The precision and control over Dou Qi required were extraordinarily demanding.
It was then that Mo Yu realized just how much of a tragedy the Xiao Clan's decline had been. The Thunder Clan and other ancient clans had elders who could easily bestow clan marks, but for the Xiao Clan, the process had become painstakingly difficult.
Fortunately, time wasn't an issue in the Heavenly Tomb, and with a Dou Saint personally handling it, the task wasn't impossible.
As time passed, a month slipped by.
Inside the ancient and serene hall, Xiao Yu sat cross-legged, her aura powerful. On her smooth forehead, strange red markings were slowly being etched by the green-robed woman.
As the eighth stroke fell into place, forming a complete line, an intricate clan mark, emanating a mysterious energy, took shape.
Watching the nearly completed clan mark on Xiao Yu's forehead, Mo Yu nodded in approval. For Xiao Fairy, a Dou Saint, to inscribe eight strokes in just a month was impressive. If an ordinary Xiao Clan patriarch had done it, it would have taken several years.
Just as Mo Yu was marveling at the process, a small red dot began to appear on Xiao Yu's forehead, forming yet another line.
Seeing this, Lei Fei'er was startled but soon smiled. "Xiao Fairy is about to inscribe the ninth stroke. Soon, Sister Xiao Yu will have her complete clan mark."
As Lei Fei'er spoke, the strange line on Xiao Yu's forehead slowly but steadily continued, without any pauses, displaying a smooth and flowing beauty.
"Haha, Yu'er is finally getting her clan mark," Mo Yu said with a laugh.
Finally, the ninth stroke was completed, and a profound red clan mark appeared on Xiao Yu's forehead.
"Buzz!"
At the moment the clan mark was fully formed, the blood flowing through Xiao Yu's veins quickened, and a strange sound reverberated through her body.
"It's done."
(End of Chapter)
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