Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 850 - 665: Descendants of Immortals, the Fallen Human Race

PS: Update done.

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It’s human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong.

Lu Xuanji is like this.

The Ten Great Sects are also like this. If they were truly brainless to the extreme, being domineering and unreasonable with everyone they encountered, they would have been annihilated long ago. But in reality, they are tyrannical and arrogant towards some Loose Cultivators and small forces with no background; yet extremely cautious when confronting Immortals with significant backing from the Upper Realm. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Towards Secret Realms or Grotto Heavens opened by some Immortals, they often adopt an extremely cautious attitude.

Listening to the white-robed priest’s narration, Lu Xuanji vaguely understood some things and began to talk about some speculations of his own: "That deity is known by the Taoist title Starfall. In ancient records, there are only a few sentences about him. Legend has it that this Immortal attained the path through stars, crossed the Ninth Layer of Celestial Tribulation, tore open the Immortal Realm Gate, and ascended to the Immortal Realm!"

"This Immortal left behind a lineage in the Mortal Realm, known as the Starfall Pavilion. But over the long years, Starfall Pavilion encountered formidable enemies, leading to the sect’s eventual annihilation, vanishing in the river of history!"

"If I’m not mistaken, this bronze statue can be considered an Exotic Treasure, which leverages the Power of Faith as its driving force, to temper a cultivator’s bloodline, enhancing the Bloodline Level, offering supreme Creation. Ultimately, as time passed, this statue also started showing damage, and the effect of tempering bloodlines began to decline..."

"As for the Human Race in this Grotto Heaven, many or most have a trace of that Immortal’s bloodline. However, for most, the bloodline is already diluted and not much different from ordinary people. Hmm, you became a Divinity Transformation at just over two hundred years old, that’s incredibly fast..."

Lu Xuanji observed the crowd, exclaiming in considerable surprise upon seeing the bone age and cultivation of this High Priest.

Saying this, he stepped forward to grasp the white-robed priest’s wrist, channeling magical power like flowing water, into her body to begin examining her.

This white-robed priest was just over two hundred thirty years old, yet her cultivation was at the second layer of Divinity Transformation, with quite a solid foundation and not a hint of falseness.

This speed is somewhat fast!

Looking at this white-robed priest, Lu Xuanji felt a pang of envy in his heart.

Back in the day, when he was over two hundred himself, he was merely a Purple Mansion Cultivator.

Indeed, comparing oneself to certain geniuses is just asking for discomfort.

Upon re-examination, Lu Xuanji’s face changed several times, and he said with fluctuating emotions: "You have the bloodline of an Immortal, but in you, the bloodline appears to have undergone atavism. In terms of bloodline concentration, you are comparable to the first generation Immortal bloodline, on par with an Immortal offspring. Merely by relying on a powerful bloodline, from Qi Cultivation to Tribulation Crossing, you encounter not the slightest bottleneck... As long as you don’t die from calamity, the chance of advancing to Tribulation Crossing is high..."

With this said, Lu Xuanji didn’t want to continue, talking about it further would just make him feel dejected.

Immortal bloodlines don’t really count for much in the Cultivation Immortality World.

Take the Human Race for example, most Humans carry Immortal bloodlines.

Lu Xuanji himself has Immortal bloodline.

The so-called Immortal bloodline is optimal for the first generation, beneficial for the second, but the advantages decline significantly thereafter, reaching a thinness akin to ordinary people by the tenth generation.

In the Purple Mansion World, most Humans carry bloodlines that are a hundred generations removed, their blood is so thin it adds almost nothing to their inherent abilities.

Of course, there are a few whose bloodlines undergo atavism and can enjoy certain ancestral benefits.

The higher the degree of bloodline atavism, the greater the benefits received.

This white-robed priest is the best example of bloodline atavism; her lineage has regressed to the first generation, boosting her abilities to a horrifying degree.

"My bloodline has atavism..."

The white-robed priest was slightly surprised but nevertheless said, "Could you check on my sister!"

Lu Xuanji nodded, stepped forward to examine the sister, and finally said, "She’s just an ordinary person; her bloodline hasn’t undergone atavism, her potential is decent, with prospects for Refining Void. You two have excellent aptitudes but incredibly poor luck. In this world, the Human Race is doing particularly terribly. You must know, we Humans are among the cosmos’s powerful races!"

"Because the Human Race is so powerful, the cosmos’s myriad races had to be divided into Humans and non-Humans. It took the joint efforts of many races to even stand a chance against Humans. But look at you, having an innate advantage here, possessing Immortal bloodline, plus the Cultivation Technique left by the Starfall Immortal, alongside various Magical Treasures. Despite these massive advantages, you’ve been driven to the brink by small, weak races, struggling to survive. I’m baffled; even with dragons flying at your face, how did you lose, nearly becoming a Slave Race... Do you even deserve to be called part of the Human Race? You’re an embarrassment to the Human name!"

As he spoke, his tone grew heated, eventually breaking into curses.

Cursing at their incompetence.

The white-robed priest’s face flushed with shame, but she still said, "In those days, our Human Race was overseen by an Immortal Artifact, with powerful beings within the race. But later, internal chaos caused severe losses, and we even lost the Immortal Artifact!"

Lu Xuanji cursed, "Enough, you’re just a bunch of useless... Wait, I’m not cursing you specifically. Never mind, let’s not dwell on it. Tell me about the location of this tribe, the nearby major enemies, and the potential dangers. Is there a map of this place?"

The white-robed priest said, "I don’t have a map, but I know the general topography around here!"

She took out a stone and drew a map on the ground, with Humans in the center and the Golden Lion Race to the west.

In recent years, the Human tribe has been constantly oppressed and exterminated.

Much like harvesting leeks, routinely cut down.

In the past, she didn’t understand it, but now she does.

The Humans in the tribe possess Immortal bloodlines, which are highly nourishing to the Demon Race, so they won’t wipe out the Human tribe all at once but rather harvest them repeatedly, like cutting leeks.