Grand Ancestral Bloodlines-Novel

A bit of Jeneless' real face began to show, her lovely features forming into a sneer filled with derision and disgust. It was as though she had just heard the "greatest joke" in the world and it only deepened her disdain further.

"But now you expect me to believe that nameless Inner Disciple of not even a Two Star power can somehow finish not just one, but four in a single setting? It's worse than just a joke, it's a slap to the fact of the entire alchemy community.

"If it isn't a lie, something I'm not totally convinced by, then it definitely means that he has a world shattering treasure on him, one that he's actually stupid enough to reveal.

"The only reason I won't outright kill him is because then it will be obvious that I have the treasure instead. I'll just make him obedient and docile, and let him keep taking the brunt of the heat. This kind of treasure isn't something that even we could protect, so we have to proceed with caution and we also have to act before those Two Star powers do.

"Once we get our hands on the treasure, then clearing what remains of the Flowing Frost Ruins shouldn't be difficult at all. Then I can find that bastard that injured my soul and crush him."

Jeneless grit her teeth, hard. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't even dare to seek out revenge. Anyone with an Ancestral Grade Talent would be highly sought after even in the Seventh and Eighth Heavens, she didn't dare to go up against that.

However, if she managed to get a Perfect Sky God's inheritance, there might be a treasure in there that could help her flip the tables and close the gap. If she then used a soul absorption technique, although she wouldn't be able to make herself a Perfect Blackbody Soul, she would be able to gain some Blackbody characteristics and it would be enough to match up to a Heaven Grade and maybe even Sovereign Grade talent.

If she could succeed in this, her future would no longer be limited to the Third Heaven at best, she would be able to go beyond and chase greater aspirations.

When she thought to this point, her blood boiled. Cultivators were born to take risks. Every day of their lives was fueled by this. If you weren't willing to put your life on the line, you might as well kill yourself.

At that moment, a splitting headache assaulted Jeneless and she grabbed her forehead. She had gotten too agitated, forgetting that she still hadn't fully healed her soul.

Jeneless got more angry when the backlash hit her, but this only made things worse. She eventually forced herself to calm down, taking deep breaths.

"What about the Recruitment, though?" Koris asked tentatively.

"Who cares about the Recruitment? He's only in the Immortal Ring Realm, anyway, it isn't as though he has fate with it anyway." She replied, still quite irritable.

"No, I mean that we only came early because of the information we got about the Ruin, but very soon the others will arrive as well. If we let things continue like this, news will inevitably spread and we also won't have time to return to the Ruin without potentially exposing it."

"Isn't that why I said we will have to be careful? Don't worry about the details, you've never been very smart to begin with, I will handle it. Just follow my orders and everything will be fine."

Jeneless rubbed her forehead and shook her head.

She never understood why they bothered to recruit from lower Heavens. Sure, a talent or two might appear once every generation, but it probably took at least ten generations for one that could actually rival the top geniuses of the Second Heaven to appear.

Plus, the entire point was to find a way to break into the Fourth Heaven which was a huge dividing line. So, being the best amongst the Second Heaven wasn't even the bar they should be looking for, they should be looking for someone who could be the best of the Third Heaven and make a large enough mark in the Heaven's Path to open up the gateway once more.

However, every ten years or so, without fail, they would begin this recruitment process, all for the sliver of a sliver of a chance to be the Sect or Clan that raised this genius.

In her eyes, it was nothing more than pathetic. She would have passed the task on to someone else if it wasn't for the fact she found clues about this Ruin.

A Perfect Sky God was a pinnacle expert of the Fourth Heaven, and a powerhouse who demanded respect even on the Fifth. To have such an inheritance in her hands would be maybe an even greater boost in power than upgrading her Soul Talent to the Heaven Grade.

She had to have it and Ryu seemed to be the answer.

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Ryu had no idea what sort of conversation was happening between Koris and Jeneless, mostly because by the time he got back to his abode, a runner holding a list of orders had already arrived along with several spatial rings filled with materials.

Ryu was quite speechless. He had just left the gates of the Sect and had taken a leisurely walk with Selheira back here, but who knew that in just a dozen or so minutes, he'd already have so much work on his plate.

Selheira smiled, "it seems you have a lot of work to do. If you don't mind, I'll just watch from the side."

Ryu shook his head. There was no use in minding such a thing because just by glancing at the list, it seemed that many were asking for Runed Pills. If he wasn't outside, he wouldn't be able to concoct them anyway since he didn't have a special pill room.

With a leap, Ryu sat back in his normal rocky spot atop his abode and pulled out the first spatial ring.

It seems that alchemy would be quite profitable for him.