To completely awaken the mythical bloodline within his body, Li Chang'an knew that an immense amount of pure and divine energy was absolutely essential.
It had to be at least god-level energy, comparable to the power of deities in this world. Anything below that standard—no matter how abundant—would be useless for awakening his bloodline.
That realization alone made Li Chang'an understand something profound: the bloodline slumbering inside him must belong to one of the highest tiers of existence in this world. Once he could awaken it fully, ascending to godhood would no longer be a distant dream—it might even become inevitable.
Perhaps, he thought, once his mythic bloodline awakened, he wouldn't even need to inherit any so-called divine position. He might ascend to godhood on his own.
That possibility was impossibly alluring.
After all, even with all his current advantages, Li Chang'an had never been fully confident that he could truly become a god.
As a transmigrator, he had no system, no cheat, no "golden finger" to rely on.Even with the help of his soul beast clone, all it could really do was accelerate his cultivation speed—it couldn't break the natural limit. Reaching Limit Douluo might have been his peak. True godhood? That had always felt out of reach.
Without an external cheat, there were only two paths to godhood:either gather divine faith over countless years, or pass the trials of a god.
And those divine trials? Whether one passed them or not depended entirely on the mood of the god.
If a god liked you, they'd open every backdoor imaginable. They'd make your trials absurdly easy, give you endless chances to try again if you failed, and practically beg you to inherit their divine seat.
Like in the original story—the Sea God and the Asura God treated Tang San like their beloved son! Even when he died, they just casually revived him.
But if a god didn't like you?
Then your divine test became hell mode. No chance of passing. And even if, by some miracle, you did—don't expect to actually inherit that godhood.
Take Tang Chen, for example. After decades of suffering and barely surviving, he finally completed the eighth Asura trial, just one step away from inheriting the god's power.But right at that last step, his body collapsed under the pressure.
And then—conveniently—he passed all his progress to his great-grandson Tang San, who then skipped all the previous trials and inherited the Asura God's position, even stacking it with the Sea God's position later.
If that wasn't divine favoritism, what was it?
Everything about it reeked of manipulation.
Too many coincidences.Too perfectly aligned.
He just happened to fail right at the end.The inheritance happened to be transferable.His descendant happened to be the next candidate—and also happened to have already started the same divine test.
And the icing on the cake—Tang San just happened to be his great-grandson.
Coincidence?
My ass.
That wasn't coincidence. That was deliberate orchestration.
From this, Li Chang'an could only conclude one thing: even Tang San's reincarnation into the Tang family was probably prearranged by the Asura God.
Everything—the convenient coincidences, the divine interference, even using the Rakshasa God as a scapegoat—was part of a long-laid scheme.
Otherwise, how could a mere first-tier god like the Rakshasa meddle in the inheritance of a God King?How could she nearly kill a near-successor right before completion?
Was the Rakshasa really that powerful?Or were the so-called God Kings just that pathetic?
Li Chang'an couldn't help but scoff.
The more he thought about it, the more everything in the original story reeked of corruption.
If it were just a novel, fine—he'd chalk it up to bad writing. But now that he was living in this world himself, those "plot coincidences" no longer seemed like coincidences at all.
No—everything pointed to the truth:
The divine realm was a den of schemers.This world was rotten to its core.
"The world is far too dark," Li Chang'an muttered bitterly.
Even if he managed to earn the Sea God's nine trials, could he really trust the Sea God not to betray him?
What if, halfway through, the Sea God decided Tang San looked more promising—or was pressured by the Asura God to switch inheritors?
What if he, Li Chang'an, was turned into a sacrifice, just like Tang Chen—paving the way for someone else to rise?
Even if the chance was small, the risk was real.
And Li Chang'an wasn't the type to gamble his entire future and life on the whim of another being's "goodwill."
He needed something else—a trump card.
A power that would let him step off the chessboard the gods had created—and become the one moving the pieces instead.
And that power, he believed, lay in the mythical bloodlines hidden deep within him.
But first, he had to fully awaken them.
Right now, there was only one possible source of divine-grade energy in sight—those two Dragon Souls drifting in the depths of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
It was risky. Even reckless. But it was also the only chance he had.
"Let's do it," he whispered.
"Fortune favors the bold—and the timid starve."
Besides, those dragon souls didn't seem intelligent, just instinctive echoes.Having taken the two immortal herbs, his aura now matched the spring's perfectly.
"As long as I stay hidden and careful, it should be safe enough," he told himself, steeling his resolve.
Li Chang'an slipped quietly behind one of the massive dragon corpses, using its bulk as cover.He summoned his Martial Soul—the Azure Scale Sword—and with a thought, it transformed into its serpentine form.
A ten-meter-long, barrel-thick Azure Scale Serpent slithered through the water.Compared to his soul beast clone, this manifestation was much smaller, but still menacing in appearance.
Under his control, the serpent twisted its body and slowly crept toward the two wandering dragon souls.
As it drew closer, the dragon souls continued to drift lazily, showing no signs of awareness.
Li Chang'an's confidence grew—he thought his concealment had worked perfectly.
But in the very next instant, the unexpected happened.
When the Azure Scale Serpent was within just two meters, both dragon souls suddenly flared with brilliant light, their bodies shining with a blinding radiance.
A crushing surge of dragon might erupted as they lunged forward, attacking in perfect unison!
The shared vision between Li Chang'an and his Martial Soul made him jolt in shock.Before he could react, both dragon souls bit down on the serpent's body.
Instantly, an indescribable pain tore through his spirit—a torment that reached straight into his soul.
Cold and heat surged violently through him, twisting together like blades.Even Li Chang'an's real body contorted in agony, his expression wracked with pain.
A Martial Soul was part of a Soul Master's body—like an arm or a leg.And so, when the Martial Soul was attacked, the pain struck the user just as deeply.
The two dragon souls gnawed fiercely, their spectral jaws radiating the power of ice and fire. Though ethereal, they were so potent that they might as well have been real—each bite felt like a divine weapon cleaving into his essence.
Luckily, because Li Chang'an had consumed the two Ice and Fire Immortal Herbs earlier, both his body and Martial Soul now possessed resistance to extreme cold and heat.
Had it been anyone else—even a Limit Douluo—they would've been instantly frozen or incinerated into nothing.
(End of Chapter)
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