Bright Sword: I checked in amidst the aftermath of the battle

As the sun sets, the sky is ablaze with rosy hues.

Outside Feng Huo City, on Cuiyun Peak, there is a stone table and a stone bench beside it, where a young couple leans against each other.

The boy was rather thin, with a slightly pale complexion and delicate features.

The girl wore a snow-white dress, her skin was as smooth as jade, and her appearance was absolutely stunning.

The girl rested her head on the boy's shoulder, and bathed in the setting sun, they looked like a pair of celestial beings.

"Yao'er, I really hope it can be like this forever!" The young man said softly, his face full of a happy smile.

"Brother Ming, of course we can. We promised to be together for life."

A happy smile appeared on the girl's face.

The boy's name was Lu Ming, and the girl's name was Lu Yao.

Seeing the smile on Lu Yao's face, Lu Ming's eyes softened even more. He held Lu Yao's soft, boneless hand and said, "Yao'er, although my meridians are blocked and I cannot condense true qi, as long as I can awaken my bloodline, the Elder Council will purchase spiritual medicine to clear my meridians, and then I will be able to cultivate."

"I will definitely become a martial arts master and protect you for the rest of my life."

"Thank you, Brother Ming."

Lu Yao's eyes showed emotion, and she asked, "Brother Ming, has anyone actually tested your pulse and confirmed that you inherited your father's bloodline?"

"Yes, Yao'er, so your future man will definitely be a strong man." Lu Ming smiled confidently.

Lu Yao smiled slightly, picked up the wine cup on the stone table. Inside the cup was the famous Blood Tongue Orchid Wine, which emitted a faint fragrance.

Lu Yao kissed Lu Ming on the cheek with lightning speed, her face blushing. She picked up her wine cup and said, "Brother Ming, here, this is a reward from Yao'er."

Lu Ming took the wine glass and said, "Yao'er, you treat me to a cup of Blood Tongue Orchid Wine every day. I am truly grateful to have you by my side."

After saying this, he picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The aroma of the wine lingered on his tongue, and Lu Ming's heart was as sweet as the wine. But the next moment, he felt dizzy.

"Yao'er, why am I feeling a little dizzy? This wine of yours..."

Lu Ming leaned against the stone table and looked at Lu Yao, but at that moment, he noticed that Lu Yao's expression was a little cold.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, Yao'er has been with you for three years, simply to nurture your bloodline. Now that the time has come, why don't you offer up your bloodline?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared from the side; he was Lu Yao's father.

Rumble!

Like a bolt from the blue, it exploded in Lu Ming's mind.

"Yao'er!"

Lu Ming looked at Lu Yao in disbelief, but Lu Yao's eyes were filled with indifference.

"Why? Because I love you so much!"

Lu Yao's cold gaze was like sharp knives piercing Lu Ming's heart. He roared and lunged at Lu Yao.

But Lu Yao only took a slight step back, and he fell to the ground.

"Duanmu Lin of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect started cultivating at the age of six, opened two divine meridians in half a year, and entered the Warrior Realm. He entered the Martial Master Realm at the age of nine, and is now sixteen years old. He is one of the four geniuses of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect. As for you, you are weak and sickly, with blocked meridians. To put it bluntly, you are just a piece of trash. Even if you awaken your bloodline, you will still be trash. Can you compare with Duanmu Lin?"

"Such a genius is the perfect match for me, Lu Yao. To marry him, I must awaken a powerful bloodline. Since you love me so much, why not grant my wish and use your bloodline to help me awaken an even more powerful one?"

A cold voice came from Lu Yao's mouth.

bump!

At this moment, the middle-aged man stepped on Lu Ming's back, a sharp knife appeared in his hand, and he shouted, "Lu Ming, offer up your bloodline!"

Ah!

A piercing pain in his spine instantly overwhelmed Lu Ming. He roared, his voice filled with loneliness, helplessness, and despair.

Gradually, Lu Ming was plunged into boundless darkness.

"Lu Yao, Lu Yunxiong, why did you steal my bloodline!"

Lu Ming roared and sat up abruptly from the bed, causing the nanmu wood bed to creak.

Lu Ming was covered in sweat and his face was pale. At first, he thought he was having a nightmare, but he quickly realized that this was not a dream, but a fact that had already happened.

The scene from a few days ago resurfaced in my mind.

Lu Ming is the heir of the main branch of the Lu family, Feng Huo Cheng. His father is the head of the Lu family. Lu Yao is the daughter of the first elder of the Lu family's first branch.

The two are from the same clan but different lineages. They grew up together as childhood sweethearts and were inseparable. They had even made vows of eternal love and pledged their lives to each other in private.

Lu Ming never expected that Lu Yao and the Grand Elder would attack him and steal his bloodline.

"Strength? It's all because I'm not strong enough. If I had extraordinary talent and great strength, how dare they treat me like this?"

Lu Ming clenched his fists, his whole body trembled, and his eyes were bloodshot.

waste!

This was how Lu Yao addressed him; Lu Yao's words from three days ago still seemed to echo in his ears.

Squeak!

Just then, the door was pushed open, and a frail middle-aged woman walked in. Looking at Lu Ming on the bed, she asked with concern, "Ming'er, did you have another nightmare?"

This beautiful woman is Lu Ming's mother, Li Ping.

Three days ago, it was Li Ping who was worried about Lu Ming's safety and went out to search for him, which saved Lu Ming; otherwise, Lu Ming would have been dead.

Since the news broke six years ago that Lu Ming's father had been killed while traveling, he and Li Ping have been living together.

Lu Ming looked at Li Ping, his eyes softening, and said, "Mother, it's nothing, it was just a dream."

Seeing Lu Ming's pale face, Li Ping sat down beside his bed, touching his forehead, and said with heartache, "It's been three days. Every time you yell that Lu Yao hurt you, Ming'er, what happened? Could it be that your injury is because of Lu Yao...?"

Lu Ming said, "Mother, it's nothing, you misheard."

Lu Ming did not tell Li Ping that it was Lu Yao and the Grand Elder who did it, because Li Ping did not practice martial arts, and telling Li Ping would only harm her.

Li Ping hesitated for a moment, then said, "Ming'er, you can't call Lu Yao by her name in front of others anymore. Two days ago, Lu Yao awakened her fifth-level bloodline and opened a divine-level meridian. She has now gained the approval of the Elder Council and will take charge of the Lu family at the clan meeting in two months, becoming the head of the Lu family. Calling the head of the family by her name directly will probably be considered disrespectful."

"What? Lu Yao wants to take over the Lu family? She can forget about it."

Lu Ming let out a low, angry roar, his eyes bloodshot, his jaw clenched so hard it was grinding, and blood was flowing out.

After Lu Ming's father was rumored to have been killed six years ago, the Lu family has been managed by the Elder Council for the past six years without appointing a new family head.

Seeing Lu Ming like this, Li Ping was terrified and at a loss. She just held Lu Ming's head and tears kept flowing down her face. She said, "Ming'er, don't scare your mother. I've already lost your father, I can't lose you too."

"Father...where are you? Ming'er believes you won't die. Now, Ming'er is powerless, and I can't even keep my position as the head of the family."

Lu Ming gripped a pendant around his neck so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh, causing blood to seep out.

This pendant, cast in bronze and about the size of a broad bean, was sent back by someone from outside before Lu Ming's father had his accident. Lu Ming has carried it with him for the past six years.

Blood seeped from his palm and flowed onto the bronze pendant.

hum!

Suddenly, the bronze pendant began to tremble slightly and became scalding hot.

Before Lu Ming could react, the bronze pendant trembled and turned into tiny specks of powder, which then burrowed into Lu Ming's palm and disappeared.

Then, Lu Ming felt a surge of scalding energy rising from his palm, up his arm, and then settling at the Yintang acupoint between his eyebrows.

"Nine dragons shall not perish, their bloodline shall be reborn!"

Suddenly, a huge roar resounded in Lu Ming's mind, making his head buzz.

"Nine dragons shall not perish, their bloodline shall be reborn!"

"Nine dragons shall not perish, their bloodline shall be reborn!"

......

The continuous roars echoed in Lu Ming's mind, followed by a scorching aura that surged from between his eyebrows toward his spine.

The next moment, the roar disappeared, but a tingling sensation spread through his spine, and his whole body became burning hot.

"What happened?"

Lu Ming was completely baffled.

At this moment, the tingling and itching on my spine became even more intense, as if something was slowly growing.

"Ming'er, what's wrong? Don't scare your mother."

Sensing the abnormality in Lu Ming, Li Ping became even more frightened and somewhat at a loss.

"Bloodline rebirth? Could I really be reborn with my bloodline?" Lu Ming wondered.

Ancient books record that only a very small number of people, whose bloodline has been stripped away or damaged for other reasons, are able to have their bloodline regenerated and grow a new bloodline.

However, most of the reborn bloodlines are of very low level and not very useful.

However, a very, very few people are able to break through and rebuild, emerge from the cocoon, rise from destruction, transcend the past, and awaken the strongest bloodline.

However, the probability is so small as to be negligible; ancient records show that there have been very few such cases throughout history.

Transcending the past and awakening a supreme bloodline was something Lu Ming didn't consider, as the chances were too slim. He would be overjoyed if he could awaken his bloodline.

With this bloodline, he could cultivate martial arts and change his destiny.

At this moment, the strange feeling on his body slowly disappeared, and Lu Ming smiled, saying, "Mother, I'm fine!"

"Young Master, it's so good to see you're alright! You've scared us to death these past few days!"

At that moment, a young girl walked over and said.

The girl was about the same age as Lu Ming and was extremely beautiful.

Lu Ming naturally recognized the girl; her name was Qiu Yue, and she was Li Ping's personal maid, having grown up with him since childhood.

"Qiuyue, I'm fine, don't worry!"

Lu Ming smiled slightly.

Then, Lu Ming glanced around, his expression suddenly changing, and said, "Mother, where is this? This isn't the Lu family's main residence!"

Lu Ming's father used to be the head of the Lu family, and they used to live in the Lu family mansion, but this place is not.

"Ming'er, take good care of your injuries and don't worry!" Li Ping said, but Lu Ming still caught the fleeting sadness and tears in her eyes.

"Mother, what exactly happened?" Lu Ming asked.

"Young Master, let me explain. We were kicked out. Lu Yao said that she is about to become the head of the family and should move into the main mansion, while we are not qualified to continue living there, so she made us move out."

Beside her, Qiuyue gritted her teeth and recounted what had happened, her pretty face flushed with anger.

"What? Lu Yao, you've gone too far!" Lu Ming roared.

"You piece of trash, what are you yelling about? Giving you a place to stay is already a favor, aren't you grateful?"

Just then, a voice sounded outside the door, and then the door was opened, and a young man walked out.

"Lu Chuan, it's you!"

Lu Ming roared. This person was named Lu Chuan, Lu Yao's older brother, and was also a little older than Lu Ming.

"Lu Chuan, we've already left the main residence, what are you doing here?"

Li Ping said, her body instinctively shielding Lu Ming, seemingly afraid that Lu Chuan would hurt Lu Ming.

"I'm here to retrieve the sword!"

After saying that, Lu Chuan looked around and when he saw a sword by the bed, his eyes lit up. He immediately walked over and grabbed the sword.

"Lu Chuan, this sword is the only keepsake left by Ming'er's father, meant for Ming'er to use in the future. You can't take it away."

Li Ping quickly reached out to grab it.

"Get out of here!"

With a burst of strength, Lu Chuan shook the scabbard, unleashing a burst of power. Li Ping, being a non-cultivator, was no match for it and staggered backward, nearly falling to the ground.

"Mother!" Lu Ming roared.