Ascension of The Unholy Immortal-Chapter 348: Bloodline Oath

"Young Miss, are there any alternative methods?" Liang inquired with a glimmer of hope. Acquiring even a half-origin blood essence drop, let alone refining the Primordial Blood Gem, seemed like an insurmountable task for him.

"My dear Miss, you must be joking! This approach is utterly impossible!" Sun Wu exclaimed.

After a prolonged silence, the ethereal voice replied, "There is indeed another way, but it would necessitate my direct involvement."

Liang’s brow furrowed as he pondered the implications of these words. Sun Wu, on the other hand, betrayed no surprise, as though he had anticipated this response. He simply exchanged a knowing glance with Liang.

As if comprehending Sun Wu’s unspoken message, Liang inquired with a wry smile, "Young Miss, what price must I pay in exchange?"

"In exchange?" the voice chuckled. "It is a trifling task that I require of you."

Liang inwardly scoffed, having anticipated such a demand. Nonetheless, he decided to play along.

"I am all ears, Young Miss."

The voice laughed heartily. "That’s the spirit! The task is simple. I require you to retrieve an item for me."

"Retrieve?" Liang’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Indeed. And the location may ring a bell for you—the Yin-Yang Abyss within the Runestone Solar System."

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Liang’s eyes flashed with astonishment. Yin-Yang Abyss? Wasn’t that a stroke of absurd convenience? He glanced sideways at Sun Wu, who happened to avert his gaze at the same moment.

"The Yin-Yang Abyss is vast. Where precisely is this item located?" Liang finally asked after a moment of contemplation. He had already set foot on a precarious path and could not easily turn back now.

"Worry not, the object I want is easy to spot. It is located within the core region."

"Too easy to find?" Liang raised an eyebrow. The core region of the Yin-Yang Abyss was a realm of unfathomable danger, where even Void Return Realm experts would tread with caution.

"What exactly am I to retrieve?" Liang inquired seriously.

"Can you see the floating stones that encircle the cultivation platform? Due to a series of unfortunate events, one of them has gone astray. I have recently ascertained its whereabouts."

"I see." Liang nodded in comprehension.

"Brother Liang, this is an opportunity of a lifetime! Seize the moment and thank the Young Miss," Sun Wu whispered hastily through a voice transmission.

Liang smiled and returned Sun Wu’s gaze with a meaningful look before shifting his attention back to the white-robed figure on the cultivation platform.

"I shall gladly assist the Young Miss in retrieving this item. However..." Liang shook his head regretfully, "The core region is far beyond my present capabilities. Even a late-stage Void Return Realm expert would face significant peril there."

"Oh, you don’t want?" The voice expressed surprise this time.

Liang’s eyes flickered with a troubled expression. "On the contrary, I am eager to undertake the task. But I lack the necessary strength—for now."

"What if I were to refine your bloodline source beforehand? That should suffice to enhance your power considerably, right?" The voice responded after a momentary pause.

Liang’s countenance flickered with astonishment, and then he shook his head slowly. "Restoring my bloodline source would indeed alleviate the issue pertaining to my cultivation, but it will not augment my combat abilities until I have cultivated it to the Seventh Order."

Sun Wu’s eyes shimmered slightly as he nodded in agreement. It was true that merely restoring Liang’s bloodline source and cultivating it for a short period would make negligible difference to his power level. Only once his bloodline cultivation attained the equivalent of the Void Transformation Realm would he experience a substantial enhancement in his strength.

"Hmph, is that your primary concern?" the voice sneered. "Solving it is remarkably simple."

"Sun Wu, once I have reformed his bloodline source, you will escort him to the Immortal Dragon Spring, and he shall remain there until his bloodline cultivation has successfully broken through."

"What?!" Sun Wu’s eyes widened in astonishment. He hesitated for a moment before uttering, "Are you certain about this, Young Miss?"

"Do you dare question my directives?" the voice retorted coldly.

Sun Wu’s lips twitched slightly. "I would never presume to do such a thing."

"Good," the voice said indifferently. "Now, serpent kid, you must establish a bloodline oath before this Young Miss."

"A bloodline oath?" Liang’s eyes flickered with apprehension. A bloodline oath was akin to a sacred pledge, typically employed among spirit beasts and True Spirit beings. It bound its bearer to the words spoken, and any transgression of the oath would result in severe repercussions, potentially even leading to their demise.

"You must swear to remain loyal to the Divine Spirit Palace, refraining from any actions that would harm its members," the voice declared. "Additionally, you must vow to exert your utmost efforts in retrieving the stone I require upon your emergence from the Immortal Dragon Spring."

Liang’s expression remained unchanged, but deep within his mind, a tempest of emotions raged. What choice did he have? While the demands of the oath did not appear to be strict, but he questioned the validity of the information given to him. Did he truly need to cultivate his bloodline to the level of the Void Transformation Realm to achieve a breakthrough in his cultivation?

An idea suddenly materialized in his thoughts. "May I request a moment to gather my composure, Young Miss?"

"Granted."

Liang crossed his legs in mid-air and closed his eyes, seemingly entering a state of profound meditation.

Sun Wu raised an eyebrow as he observed Liang, but he remained silent.

After a time, Liang opened his eyes and rose to his feet. "I am prepared."

"Good, repeat after me," The voice replied indifferently.

"I, Liang, hereby swear upon my bloodline that I will not betray the Divine Spirit Palace nor bring harm to any of its members. Furthermore, I swear to do everything in my power to retrieve the lost stone from the Yin-Yang Abyss Mountain’s core region after I emerge from the Immortal Dragon Spring."

As Liang spoke the last word, a drop of golden blood emerged from his fingertip and intertwined with a ray of divine light descending from the cultivation platform.

A moment later, the blood and divine light vanished, leaving behind an invisible yet unbreakable bond.

Having activated the Thousand Derivations Rune, Liang pondered as he observed the newly golden thread attached to him.

His gaze then ascended towards another golden thread that had abruptly manifested. Through this ethereal connection, Liang sensed an immense surge of Qi luck and fate aura, likely indicative of the thread connecting him to the Divine Spirit Palace.

"With all preparations now complete, we can start the forging of your new bloodline source."

Liang’s countenance grew grave, while Sun Wu’s eyes sparkled with anticipation as he gazed upon the cultivation platform.

"Young Sun, you may depart."

"What?" Sun Wu’s expression altered in an instant. "But Young..."

"Speak no more. Was my earlier instruction not clear?"

Reluctantly, Sun Wu let out a resigned sigh and turned to leave. Just as he was about to exit the hall, he cast a curious glance at Liang before disappearing.

"Now, serpent boy, take off all your garments."

Surprise flickered across Liang’s eyes as he inquired, "All of my attire?"

"Cease your foolish thoughts. I have no desire for your serpent’s body."

Liang’s visage darkened upon hearing this, but he swiftly composed himself. With an elegant flick of his finger, his clothes vanished into thin air.

"Approach the cultivation platform."

Liang obliged, his steps measured as he drew closer to the platform. His gaze remained fixed upon the ethereal figure draped in white robes, seated atop the platform.

Abruptly, the veil obscuring the robed figure’s features was lifted.

The sight that met Liang’s gaze sent a cataclysmic shockwave through his being. Blood trickled from his nostrils as the sheer splendor of that countenance overwhelmed his senses.

Beneath the previously concealed veil, a countenance of unparalleled beauty was revealed, framed by a cascade of shimmering silver hair. Her eyes, as deep as a starlit night, seemed to have witnessed the passing of countless ages.

Simply by gazing at the woman’s face, his soul endured a profound wound.

But what truly captivated Liang were the ethereal wisps of energy that danced around her in an intricate ballet. They seemed to originate from her very being, flowing and swirling in infinite patterns.

Suddenly, Liang realized that these ethereal wisps were not merely projections of energy. They were nine ethereal tails, each as delicate and translucent as the finest silk. They seemed to turn from corporeal to non-corporeal at the slightest whim, drifting lazily through the air.

Liang’s mind raced, trying to comprehend the implications of what he was seeing. Was this her true form? Or was it merely an illusion created by her profound cultivation base?

The white-robed figure regarded Liang with an amused expression. A hint of a smile played on her lips as she witnessed his stunned reaction.

"What is the matter, serpent boy? Are you so captivated by my beauty that you have forgotten your purpose here?"