My health recovery is incredibly fast.

"The history of pure-blood mages can be traced back to the Second Age."

"They possess a unique bloodline power, and are born with the ability to manipulate blood, using their own life force as material for casting spells."

"Pureblood mages are reclusive, solitary, and misanthropic. This is because chaos and war create blood feuds, allowing the filthy blood to spread in the air and corrupt the minds of those who come into contact with it. Although pureblood mages do not fall into depravity as a result."

"They are learned, rigid, and powerful. They live in solitude for long periods, avoiding worldly affairs, but this does not mean they are isolated from the world. They have unique ways and enough lifespan to understand the world and living things."

"Therefore, before the Fourth Age, Blood Mage was a neutral term."

Xia Zuo lowered his head and rubbed his face a few times before opening his character template to check it out.

All the blood mage perks he acquired were marked with the word "impaired," meaning none of them allowed him to use other people's blood as a consumable for casting spells.

So, without realizing it, he had embarked on the path of a pure-blooded mage… Xia Zuo was silent for a few seconds, then asked:

"Master, judging from your tone, you seem to have no hostility towards pure-blooded mages? Why is that?"

"Hmm... Xia Zuo, I don't know if you've ever heard this saying, 'The enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend, but he or she doesn't have to be my enemy.'"

Rexor said:

"Pureblood mages and we share a common enemy—the Church of the Otherworldly Demons. We are now allies with them."

"Furthermore, let me tell you another secret: pureblood mages are important members of the Tower Scholars."

"There are quite a few warlocks who joined the Temple of Mages because of their bloodline power. It's just that they are now too old to travel around and have been staying in the inner sanctum of the Temple of Mages."

"The outer sanctuary of the Mage Temple is responsible for handling affairs within the territory, while the inner sanctuary is dedicated to researching new alchemy and spells."

"Only when ancient knowledge is needed will the mages of the inner sanctum step in."

So the information provided on the yellowed pages came from a pure-blooded mage within the temple.

"What is the relationship between pureblood mages and the second and third generation blood mages?" Xia Zuo asked.

"The pureblood mage and the second-generation blood mage are like parents and children."

"But the relationship between the second and third generations is quite complicated."

"Some second-generation blood mages marry ordinary people or inheritors from other sources. Although their children have diluted bloodlines, the blood mage bloodline within them is still relatively pure, and they still belong to the second-generation blood mage category..."

Rexor sighed helplessly.

"Most of the second-generation blood mages were unfortunate. They were captured by the Otherworlders and forced to reproduce, which resulted in the creation of the third-generation blood mages, the hybrid blood mages within the Otherworlder Church. The Otherworlder Church extracted their bloodlines and used filthy rituals to create the fourth-generation blood mages."

One can imagine how furious the pure-blooded mage would be if he learned that his offspring had been captured and forcibly fathered by the demons.

In a sense, their hatred for the Church of the Otherworldly Demons is no longer simply about destroying the other side, but about purifying and reclaiming the corrupted bloodline of the Blood Sorcerers.

Xia Zuo scratched his head, his mind racing with the new knowledge he had just acquired, and a question popped into his head.

"Master, why has Starry Night Academy never taught this kind of knowledge? I thought that only mages who use elemental power existed in the Mage Temple."

"Xia Zuo."

Rexor seemed to have been struck by the question, his eyes becoming deep.

"The history related to the power of bloodlines, like the history of other eras, was buried by the Temple of Mages because of the historical tragedy that once triggered the creation of artificial bloodline power."

"Currently, only high-ranking mages who have undergone the initiation ceremony can learn about this history."

He paused for a few seconds, his tone becoming erratic.

"Since the beginning of the Fifth Era, no one with bloodline power has appeared in the territories under the jurisdiction of the Mage Temple for more than a thousand years."

“It hasn’t appeared in over a thousand years?!” Xia Zuo’s eyes widened as he leaned back in his chair.

A thought flashed through his mind:

Does Rexor suspect I'm a pureblood mage? Otherwise, why would he say all this?

Xia Zuo frowned, his lips pressed tightly together, remaining silent as he tried to decipher the bald man's intentions.

"Bang bang." Serites knocked on the door and pulled on the reins. "We've arrived at the manor."

Rexor stepped down from the carriage and turned back to say:

“Go back first, Shazo. Serites and I are going to make a tool to track the Blood Demon. Come to me tomorrow morning.”

“Yes, Master.” Xia Zuo glanced at the houses bathed in the setting sun and left the classical manor.

Serites withdrew his gaze from Shazo's retreating figure and asked quietly:

"You just told him about the pureblood mage? Is this the opportunity you were talking about?"

"Don't worry, Serret. I always prepare for the worst."

Rexor took out a yellowed piece of paper and shook it. On the back of the paper was a blood-print language written by Shazo in pencil. "He was greatly moved when he heard about pure-blood mages. It's almost certain that he is a pure-blood mage."

Serites crossed his arms, watching the receding figure, and said:

"He thought he had hidden it well. With that delicate and tender appearance, who wouldn't find it strange? Did he really think we'd lived for thousands of years in vain?"

Rexor said in a deep voice:

"So, you also acknowledge that he is a pureblood mage?"

Serites paused for a few seconds. "No, I reserve my opinion, Letho. Unless the Inner Court approves unanimously."

Rexol patted the other man on the shoulder and walked toward the house. "They'll all approve. Shazo has lived under Beatrice's watchful eye for almost ten years."

Upon hearing Beatrice's name, the doubt in Serites' eyes lessened somewhat. "You're right. Perhaps I should believe her."

Rexor shook his head. "No, you must trust her, Serret. Just before I spoke to Shazo about pureblood mages, I received confirmation from the Mage Sanctuary. Beatrice dispelled her elemental husk during the first lesson of her meditation teaching."

"this.."

The cold-faced man, Serret, was stunned, a look of utter astonishment appearing on his face. He abruptly turned to look at the figure that was about to disappear into the distance. "Just to do everything he could to detect this kid? So Beatrice dared to guarantee that Xia Zuo was definitely born with the bloodline of a blood sorcerer?"

“Yes. No filth can survive in her sight. And look, Xia Zuo is alive and well, lively and energetic, and has even gone to the Silvermoon Federation. He will be going to the Mage Temple for further studies in the future. The pure-blood mages in the inner hall have excellent judgment; they won't make a mistake. I am now 90% certain that Xia Zuo is a pure-blood mage.”

Rexor stopped in front of the door, hands on his hips, looking at the second-floor window hidden by curtains:

"We need to find an opportunity to let him demonstrate his awakened blood magic in person. It's better for him to reveal his identity on his own than forcing him."

"Don't forget... pureblood mages have plenty of ways to change their appearance and physique to blend into the crowd."

“If Xia Zuo happens to awaken this innate spell, and we don’t handle it properly… he might run away. Losing a pure-blooded mage is a minor matter for the temple… but if the Church of the Otherworld discovers his identity, that would be disastrous.”

Serites pondered for a moment, then nodded. "You're right, buddy. You'll have to handle this."

As the sun was about to sink below the horizon, the Demon Hunter entered his house.

Chapter 62 Energy Gets Trouble Again

Chazo traveled to the St. York community by public carriage.

As I approached my doorstep, Rexol's words from that afternoon were still echoing in my mind.

Xia Zuo took a deep breath, composed himself, and made sure his thoughts didn't show on his face, lest An Ru'er worry.

Pushing open the door, Anru was cooking dinner.

There was a copy of the Poseidon Evening Post on the table.

The newspaper devoted more than half its pages to reminding residents that Poseidon had entered a Level 3 alert state.

Unless absolutely necessary, do not go out. If you see red fireworks, immediately take shelter in the nearest house and draw the curtains. Do not watch the battle between members of the Category 3 Disaster Emergency Response Department and the alien demons.

To enhance credibility, the evening paper also cited the fighting that took place this afternoon in eastern Poseidon as an example.

This report also includes hand-drawn illustrations.

The footage used depicts the 17th Action Team besieging blood addicts on the street.

When Xia Zuo saw the figure on the carriage raising his right hand, he laughed awkwardly a few times.

"Hmph~" Anruer came over carrying a pot of soup, wrinkled her nose cutely, and made a disgruntled hum, "You're smiling quite happily."

"No, no." Xia Zuo waved his hands repeatedly, putting his arm around his wife's waist. "I'm hiding in the back, far away from the blood addicts, and I'm protected by Leonard's barrier. It's very safe."

Anruer put down the soup pot, hugged the other person's shoulders, and said solemnly:

"The newspaper says that Poseidon City may be attacked by demons in the next month. You must be careful."

"Yes, yes!" Xia Zuo nodded emphatically. "I'll be absolutely fine. Don't worry."

Anruer knew that personal safety was a matter of luck or fate, especially since the other party had to face the alien demons directly.

She nestled in Xia Zuo's arms and prayed silently for a minute before clapping her hands, raising a smile, and saying, "Let's have dinner."

After dinner.

Xia Zuo stood by the sink washing dishes, determined to exchange the dishwashing spell for the first month's pay at Yingrui Academy as soon as he received it.

He set out the clean dishes, dried his hands, and cuddled with Anru on the sofa for a while before going to sit down in the study.

Rexall's words in the afternoon were quite obvious in their intent.

He was reminding someone: I know who you are.

Xia Zuo rubbed his temples.

He was unsure whether he fully met the requirements for a pure-blood mage.

But it doesn't seem to matter if Rek'Sorcerer assumes he's a pureblood mage.

First, the blood magic trait he acquired can indeed only use his own life force as a casting material, which is consistent with pureblood mages, so there is no possibility of him being exposed.

Secondly, judging from the current situation, the Mage Temple is very friendly towards him and has not forced him to do anything. This friendly attitude is likely to continue.

Finally, judging from Rexor's words, it seems that being a pure-blooded mage would grant more advantages within the Mage Sanctuary.

Think about it too.

Rexor made it clear that pure-blood mages have long lifespans that are almost eternal. Such beings have plenty of time to study the knowledge of different schools of thought; they are simply born to do research.

So, should we admit that we are pure-blooded mages and see if we can gain a new "identity"?

After much deliberation, Xia Zuo decided to let the other party bring it up...

It feels a bit strange for someone to go up to you and say they're a pureblood mage.

After all, he didn't acquire his special skills through any bloodline power, but rather through a cheat code.