Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 1933  Rhythm

The skies overturned and streaks of lightning began to fall down. However, Ryu grabbed upward. Comprehensions of his Lightning Elemental Spirit flashed through his mind and his own Tribulation Seed churned.

Rainbow light flashed through his veins and his arm pulsed with power.

He grabbed the bolt out of the skies, his gaze blazed.

'Shatter.'

BANG!

The bolt scattered into smaller sparks of golden rain, falling onto the cauldron in a controlled manner.

The cauldron began to shake and quake, but it was in a much more controlled and almost rhythmic sense.

This seemed to be just an illusion at first until even the thunder in the skies began to move to this rhythm.

For a moment, everyone who was within earshot of these thunderous boom of synchronized bass drums felt as though their hearts were being forced into a familiar cadence as well, almost like the skies were controlling even them.

Wobbling Fairy's eyes opened wide. This couldn't be a coincidence at all. What kind of refinement method was this?!

BUDOOM. BUDOOM.

The cadence of the drums became faster and soon it wasn't just their hearts racing, but their blood boiling as well. It felt like they were marching off into war, the drum line moving in sync. Their hands moved so quickly and with such passion that droplets of their sweat fell to the drum heads like the pitter-patter of rain.

And then a real rain descended.

The cauldron rumbled and shook and Ryu's focus only became greater, sharper, stronger.

BOOM!

Ryu slapped out with a palm and a pill flew high into the skies, rattling along with the beat of the Tribulation as though its own blood was boiling as well.

All of that effort, all of those spiritual herbs, for just a single pill.

And yet, although this pill was very clearly "only" of the Omniscient Grade, somehow… Wobbling Fairy felt that it was the most shocking Pill she had ever seen.

'He has such talent?'

Ryu had just used the Rhythm of the Heavens themselves to concoct a pill, and even then it didn't seem as though he had used his full potential. He had only relied on it for a few minutes, but what would happen if he was concocting a stronger pill?

No… how was it that he was able to control the cadence of booming thunder above in the first place?

What Wobbling Fairy was clearly too distracted to notice was that Ryu had one of the most shocking talents of the Lightning Qilin at his beck and call… not just Tribulation Lightning Seed, but his Storm Talent and Lightning God Talent!

His insight into the Music Dao had already deepened greatly after reading through Ailsa's documents. He had always been a master of the Four Arts, and he had been trying to incorporate them into his skills for a while now.

This, however… could be said to be his greatest success.

This pill wasn't for him, though. At least not directly.

Ryu descended to the ground, ignoring the commotion around him and landing softly. He gently pulled out a woman from his Inner World, his gaze flickering for the first time in decades when he saw her.

This woman was none other than Hope.

With careful movements, he opened her mouth and put the large pill inside. One would have thought that she might choke, but the moment the pill touched her pink tongue, it melted into the dew of the Heavens, sliding down her throat and then coating the entire inner lining of her body.

Ryu closed his eyes, feeling Hope's Primordial Yin rattle around inside his mind.

For a long while now, he had been thinking about how to save Hope. Even if he had the strength to kill Old Wan, that in no way guaranteed her safety, let alone the fact he had no idea how much strength Old Wan was hiding.

Old Wan, after all, had a Taboo Sect Legacy and he had hidden it for so long, who knew what else he might be hiding. And, such a cunning opponent would definitely be troublesome even if their overall strength was actually quite weak.

If Ryu wanted his revenge, he knew that he had to find a method of taking Hope's soul back first, but that had seemed like an impossible task.

With Old Wan's intelligence, he might have even already figured out that Ryu and his father were actually related to one another, and that would make him even more sure to protect the one trump card in his hand: Hope.

Plus, that was only part of the problem. Even if he did manage to succeed in doing all of this, there was no guarantee that Hope would ever be the same again. She had had her soul extracted by an unconventional method, suffering a Yang Palm when she was a woman. It had thrown her body into all sorts of disorder.

Unless Ryu could figure all of these things out, not only Hope, but the child she might already be carrying would likewise be in a great deal of trouble.

A woman who would risk her life for him was already worth him giving his everything to. A woman who held his first child was elevated to a pedestal even beyond that.

It could be said that Ryu was already willing to wade through fire and the waters of hell for Hope… But all of that determination was meaningless if he didn't have a solution…

But now he felt that he did.

'Third Perspective.'

Before, Hope had been able to rely on taking the pill filled with Ryu's essence to bring the two of them closer. Now, Ryu would rely on the same thing.

Ryu had learned to live without portions of his soul, and there was no reason that others wouldn't be capable of this. They just needed a catalyst and a helping hand.

The trouble was that Hope had lost an extremely important piece of her soul. The warped nature of the palm had even impacted several souls at once. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

But Ryu now finally had the connecting piece he needed to fix it.

Impurities.