Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with Cao Ying as an apprentice

Don't act impulsively! Stay calm!

[Gu Yuan! You must calm down!]

[You are the patriarch of the ancient clan! The supreme ruler of your clan! You cannot lose your composure in front of so many clansmen!]

That scoundrel is hateful, but he hasn't done anything too outrageous yet... not yet...

Gu Yuan mentally hypnotized himself countless times, forcibly suppressing the urge to rush down and smash Su Baichen into mincemeat.

He took a deep breath, the air so cold it felt like it would freeze his lungs. Then, with a cold expression, he transformed his soul power into lightning and blasted it directly at the two elders who were still in a daze in the square.

Are you two old geezers deaf or dumb?!

[Are you just standing there like a statue?! Hurry up and continue!]

[Shout your voice louder! Draw everyone's attention back to you!]

Anyone who dares to daydream again will be working as a gatekeeper for me tomorrow! They're not even qualified to clean the latrines!

Several voice transmissions, brimming with boundless rage, struck the two elders like two resounding slaps across the face.

The two of them jolted awake, instantly snapping out of their daze, their backs soaked with cold sweat.

"Next up—traditional Chinese style!"

The awakened elder roared at the top of his lungs, his voice hoarse as if he had used all his strength, even with a slight tremor in his voice, as if he was afraid that if he hesitated for even a second, that ancestor would be stuck together with Su Baichen again.

The roar worked, and the crowd's attention was finally pulled away from the "perfect couple" and refocused on the sacred awakening ceremony.

"Ancient style, six-star Dou Zun, seventh-grade bloodline, bestowed with purple-gold clan emblem!"

"Gu Zhen, a Seven-Star Dou Zun, with a seventh-grade bloodline, bestowed with a purple-gold clan emblem!"

As one after another, the contemporary prodigies of ancient clans took to the stage, awakened their bloodlines, and underwent the baptism of their clan markings, the atmosphere gradually reached its climax.

However, all of this was just a prelude for Gu Yuan.

His peripheral vision never left the distant viewing area, and his anxiety and unease grew with each passing day as the ceremony progressed.

Finally, it was the name that he both loved and hated.

"The last one is Gu Xun'er!"

The awakened elder almost roared, his voice so dry it sounded like it was about to bleed.

He prayed frantically in his heart: Miss, it's finally your turn. If it hadn't been for you, my old bones would have been glared at to pieces by the clan chief.

"Brother Baichen, it's my turn." Gu Xun'er looked up when she heard the call, her eyes full of dependence as she looked at Su Baichen.

"Well, let's go."

Su Baichen smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over the awakened elder on the stage who was about to cry, a playful smile curving his lips.

"Don't keep them waiting."

"Ok!"

Xun'er nodded obediently and walked lightly towards the center of the square, her skirt swaying, like an elf fallen to earth.

"Miss, this way please! Please come in quickly!"

Seeing Xun'er finally return to her place, the elder in charge of awakening was so moved that he almost burst into tears on the spot, and hurriedly and respectfully guided her to her new position.

"Ah."

Xun'er suppressed her smile, her beautiful face becoming solemn and dignified.

She slowly closed her eyes and gently placed her slender hand on the ancient star chart.

In an instant, the star chart burst forth with dazzling light, its brilliant radiance illuminating the entire square.

Immediately afterwards, one, two, three... crystal-clear star shadows began to condense above the star chart.

At that moment, everyone's breathing became heavy and scorching.

Four, five, six... eight!

When the eighth star appeared, gasps of surprise erupted from the crowd.

An eighth-grade bloodline is already a rare talent!

However, the stars did not stop forming. The ninth star, under the watchful eyes of everyone, slowly took shape.

"Nine stars! Ninth-grade bloodline!" someone shouted, trembling.

An uproar swept through the entire venue!

In this era where Dou Di (Battle Emperor) is rare and Dou Sheng (Battle Saint) is supreme, a ninth-grade bloodline means having the potential to reach the Dou Sheng level!

This is a treasure that could change the course of events for any power!

The foundation of ancient races lies in these top-tier geniuses!

Just when everyone thought the dust had settled and was ready to cheer—

hum!

The astrolabe suddenly trembled violently, as if it could not withstand some terrifying force.

Immediately afterwards, beside those nine stars, the tenth star, in an extremely slow yet unstoppable manner, forcefully squeezed into the core area of ​​the star chart!

"What...what is this?!"

"Impossible! Ten stars?!"

The entire room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The next second, a dazzling golden beam of light shot into the sky, piercing straight into the heavens!

The terrifying pressure spread out like a tangible tide. Most of the experts below the level of half-saint present instantly felt their fighting spirit stagnate, their blood boil, and a sense of instinctive fear and trembling emanated from the depths of their souls!

This is pure, unadulterated bloodline suppression!

"Snap—!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the ancient star chart that had withstood thousands of years shattered directly under this miraculous power of bloodline, turning into specks of starlight and dissipating into the air, as if it had completed its final mission.

"Ten stars... a divine bloodline!"

The awakened elder's eyes widened, as if struck by lightning, and he was so moved that tears streamed down his face.

"God bless my people! God bless our ancient people!"

"May the Heavenly Bless the Ancient Clan!"

"May the Heavenly Bless the Ancient Clan!"

After a brief silence, the entire square erupted in cheers!

All the ancient people were so excited that they raised their arms and shouted, and the sound almost shook the heavens and the earth!

The awakened elder, his hands trembling, almost prostrated himself as he recorded this moment: "Gu Xun'er, Nine-Star Dou Zun, I hereby bestow upon you—the Seven-Colored Clan Mark!"

The elder holding the brush beside him was already in tears. He trembled as he took out the seven-colored Heavenly Emperor Brush that had been sealed for a thousand years.

With a flourish of the brush, ink stains the sky, and a magnificent seven-colored clan mark materializes out of thin air, carrying a seven-colored glow, slowly imprinting itself on Gu Xun'er's brow.

At that moment, Xun'er was radiant with light, like a goddess descending to earth.

Meanwhile, Su Baichen, who was far away in the audience, clapped with a smile, his eyes full of doting affection.

Only Gu Yuan, standing atop the high platform, gazed at the soaring seven-colored light, his emotions a complex mix of emotions—his daughter possessed divine bloodline.

But then I saw that pig that had rooted up my little cabbage...

Chapter 331 The Heavenly Tomb is About to Begin!

After the commotion of the awakening ceremony subsided, Gu Xun'er was led away from the square by Gu Yuan, who remained calm, amidst the astonished and complex gazes of the crowd.

Watching the father and daughter walk away, Mang Tianchi's signature gloating smile appeared on his face.

He leaned closer to Su Baichen, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of anticipation, "Brother Su, I think things are going to be tough. Your love life is probably not going to be smooth sailing!"

"Look at the expression on the face of that ancient clan chief; it doesn't look like he agrees."

Su Baichen glanced at him sideways and rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Tch, what's it to you? Mind your own business."

"Hehe, don't say that!" Mang Tianchi didn't care at all, and instead laughed even more brightly, looking like he was hiding his merits and fame.

"That old fogey Gu Yuan doesn't welcome you, but our Thunder Clan welcomes you with open arms!"

"To be honest with you, our Lei Clan's Xue'er, although she doesn't have the same illustrious background as that young lady from the Gu Clan."

"But in terms of looks and talent, she is one of the most beautiful women in the Central Continent!"

"How about it, think about it?"

"Come to our Thunder Clan, and we'll guarantee you a life of luxury! You definitely won't regret it!"

As he spoke, he patted his chest earnestly, acting like a businessman eager to close a deal, trying his best to promote the genius girl in his family.

Su Baichen simply waved his hand, his expression revealing an unyielding busyness: "Thanks, but I've been very busy lately, with a ton of things to deal with, and I don't have time to think about these romantic matters."

Mang Tianchi's smile faded slightly, revealing a hint of genuine confusion: "Hmm? What could be so urgent that even such a 'life-long event' has to be postponed?"

In his view, being able to form a marriage alliance with the Lei Clan, or to recruit geniuses with talents like Lei Xue, would be of paramount importance to any power.

"The matter of the Soul Clan."

Su Baichen uttered three words in a calm voice, but they instantly made Mang Tianchi's expression turn serious.

"The Soul Clan?"

Mang Tianchi's pupils contracted slightly. Almost instantly, he reacted, his aura unconsciously lightening as he whispered, "What are they up to now? Could it be..."

The name of the Soul Clan hangs like a dark cloud over the Central Plains, and any news related to it is enough to make people nervous.

Su Baichen did not hide anything and briefly and clearly told Mang Tianchi about the clues about the "Spirit Devouring Life Array" that he had previously told Gu Yuan, as well as the possible targets it might point to.

After hearing this, the playful expression on Mang Tianchi's face vanished, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.

He gasped, and said in a deep voice, "You mean they might be planning something big soon? And their target is probably more than just one clan?"

Su Baichen nodded solemnly: "Indeed, all signs indicate that the Soul Clan's scheme is nearing its end, and a storm sweeping across the continent is probably not far off."

Mang Tianchi was no ordinary person; he immediately thought of the treasure that all the ancient imperial clans valued and protected so much—the Tuoshe Ancient Jade!