Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 193

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 193】

193. Persuasion (3)

As the floor crumbled beneath us, I prepared my magic.
I intended to use spatial magic to create invisible footholds and protect my companions.
However, the spell I manifested scattered into nothingness before it could fully materialize.
“Could it be…?”
This was not a common occurrence.
It happened when a far more powerful spell with similar properties to the one being cast manifested first.
I turned to warn my companions of the danger. But they were nowhere to be found.
They had vanished.
Witnessing this, I could only confirm my suspicion.
Someone else had already deployed spatial magic that dominated this entire area.
There was only one place in this world where such a thing was possible.
“…Aion.”
I fell into the darkness. But the descent was brief. I landed on solid ground almost immediately.
Looking upward from where I had fallen, I saw a ceiling despite having plummeted from what seemed like a cliff.
It was proof that I had not fallen, but been transported to another space.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh…”
Then I heard a pained voice. Mei Hong sat there, having landed hard on her rear.
Mei Hong rubbed her backside and asked me, “Where did everyone else go?”
“I’m not sure either. Someone used magic to separate all of us.”
My expression darkened.
The Mei Family alone was already a headache, and now Aion had become involved.
If the two had joined forces, something truly dangerous could unfold.
“Let’s search for the others first.”
Mei Hong and I examined the room where we had landed. Then we discovered a door standing alone in the space.
It was highly suspicious, but in this situation, we had no other choice. We opened the door and stepped inside.
“My, you’ve arrived at this room far quicker than I expected.”
The moment we entered, a woman greeted us.
“I had prepared a separate room for you two to gather your thoughts, but it seems my consideration was unnecessary.”
The woman’s voice was incredibly gentle and serene.
But Mei Hong’s expression as she looked at the woman was not.
All emotion had been erased from her face. Her eyes widened in a blank, colorless state as she stared at the woman.
“…Mei Xiao.”
She whispered the name slowly. With that, emotion began to flood back into Mei Hong’s face.
She muttered something slowly. Starting with that, emotions began to spread across Mei Hong’s face.
“Mei Xiao!”
Mei Hong’s grip tightened around her sword hilt. In that instant, Joo Ha-yeon’s voice cut through the tension.
“Mei Hong, stop.”
Even in her agitation, Mei Hong couldn’t bring herself to defy Joo Ha-yeon’s command. She froze, then turned to face her with an expression of wounded indignation.
“Sister, what on earth are you—”
“My, how surprising. I never expected you to sense our people’s presence. Truly, you live up to your reputation as Heukcheon’s witch.”
Two long blades materialized from the shadows behind them, their tips leveled at Mei Hong and Joo Ha-yeon’s throats.
Members of the Assassination Unit emerged from nowhere, their weapons already drawn, positioning themselves behind the two women.
“Mei Hong, I understand your feelings well enough, but… wouldn’t it be wiser to remain composed for now?”
Mei Xiao clapped her hands together.
Dozens of Mei Family members materialized behind her, all fully armed and ready for combat.
The numbers were far too overwhelming for just two of them to handle. Mei Hong had no choice but to grit her teeth and release her grip on her sword.
“Shall we bring chairs for our guests?”
Two members of the Assassination Unit brought chairs. Joo Ha-yeon and Mei Hong sat down, facing Mei Xiao across the space between them.
“You both seem quite tense.”
A smile bloomed across Mei Xiao’s face. Mei Hong spoke up, her voice sharp.
“What’s your game?”
“Mei Hong, I told you to calm down.”
“Tell me. What are you scheming?”
“Hmm.”
Mei Xiao’s eyes narrowed as she regarded Mei Hong with obvious displeasure.
“From your perspective, I’m your mortal enemy. But do you know what? From mine, you’re someone I’d gladly tear to shreds.”
“How tedious of you to say.”
Mei Hong spoke with a faint smirk playing at her lips.
“If you want me dead, kill me here and now. Why hesitate?”
“Ah, you’re sharp—dangerously so. Keep provoking me like that, and you really might die by my hand.”
Mei Xiao clicked her tongue in annoyance. Yet the absence of killing intent in her words suggested she harbored no genuine intention to end Mei Hong’s life.
Knowing this, Mei Hong felt emboldened to display her hostility openly.
“In truth, I never intended to invite the Heukam Corps to this Treasure Vault. My only targets were Kwon Myung-woo and the Heukcheon Team.”
Mei Xiao spoke with evident frustration.
“That’s why I asked Mohammad Chamkani to drive you out… but it seems my request didn’t take hold.”
“You were the one who moved the ruler of this city?” Joo Ha-yeon asked, her voice tinged with disbelief.
Mei Xiao laughed softly as she answered. “Yes, I maintain quite an intimate relationship with that man.”
“Yes, I maintain quite an intimate relationship with that man.”
Mei Xiao adjusted her posture in her seat.
“Well, it worked out for the best anyway. I had things I wanted to discuss with Mei Hong.”
Mei Hong’s brow furrowed. Mei Xiao, meanwhile, continued with an unshakeable smile.
“Mei Hong, have you ever considered becoming my successor?”

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“Damn it, where did everyone go?”
The dark corridor stretched endlessly.
Bae Cheol-min cursed under his breath.
“If we stay separated like this, it’s dangerous.”
Bae Cheol-min touched his neck. Before joining Kwon Han-ul, Gu Eon had issued a command to the seal binding him.
The seal would activate if Kwon Han-ul was in danger or if they remained separated for more than thirty minutes.
“Damn it all.”
Bae Cheol-min ground his teeth. Because of this cursed seal, there was nothing he could do.
“If I could just break free from this seal, that bastard would….”
“What exactly are you planning to do?”
Bae Cheol-min spun around reflexively. An elderly man stood before him—though he couldn’t recall when the figure had arrived.
“…Who are you?”
“I am Azet Hermes.”
Upon hearing the name, Bae Cheol-min’s expression shifted subtly.
“Why is the leader of Aion here?”
“Why? I came to have a conversation with you.”
“A conversation?”
The unexpected words left Bae Cheol-min bewildered.
“Before coming here, I investigated you and the Gangtaedae. A punishment unit composed solely of Heukcheon’s criminals. Janitors who handle all the dirty work that occurs within Heukcheon, aren’t you?”
“Are you here to start trouble?”
“Hahahaha, how could that be?”
Azet Hermes burst into laughter.
“Right now, you and your kind are nothing more than hunting dogs raised by Heukcheon. Quite useful, but replaceable the moment you stop obeying.”
“So you really did come to start trouble.”
Bae Cheol-min clenched his fists. They cracked audibly.
“I’ll smash that mouth of yours right now….”
“Don’t you want to escape?”
Bae Cheol-min’s movement halted abruptly. He glared at Azet Hermes with a furrowed brow.
“With my abilities, I can remove the seal binding you.”
“You don’t even know what kind of seal it is, yet you spout such nonsense….”
“The ‘Seal of Loyalty’ that imprints an indelible mark, the ‘Arachne’s Loom’ that breathes will into magical power, and finally a seal created by mixing ‘Blackstone of Curse’, one of the cursed relics. Isn’t that what binds you?”
Bae Cheol-min’s pupils trembled. Azet Hermes knew the exact nature of the seal.
“How did you know that?”
“You underestimate Aion far too much. Aion was established to uncover the secrets of this world. There is no place in existence that possesses more knowledge than we do.”
Azet Hermes spoke with absolute confidence.
“I can resolve your seal. Why not place your trust in me?”
Bae Cheol-min hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“…What do you want from me?”
“I just need you to do me one favor.”
At those words, killing intent once again saturated Bae Cheol-min’s voice.
“A favor? Now that you’ve escaped Heukcheon’s grasp, you want us to become your slaves instead?”
“Don’t misunderstand. I have no intention of using you whatsoever.”
Azet Hermes flashed a white-toothed smile.
“You’re free to take your revenge on Heukcheon however you wish.”

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I stretched both arms out to my sides. Four additional arms erupted from my back.
Weapons materialized in five of my hands—all except my right hand, which already gripped a blade.
A spear, an axe, a whip, a bow—various weapons took form in my grasp.
A long, weary exhale escaped me.
A long line carved itself across my crimson face, and a mouth formed.
As I released that breath, scarlet smoke billowed forth in thick clouds.
So this is what it feels like to become an Asura.
My voice was no longer sound—it resonated as pure intent, echoing through everyone’s minds.
My chest swells with exhilaration, my mind painted crimson. I want to cut down everything my eyes can see.
My gaze fixed on Mei Zifeng. It felt like peering into Hell through a crack in the world.
“Ha…!”
Water-Flow Sword Mei Zifeng stared at the sight with a look of despair.
“His words were right! So you really do possess the Asura Bloodline, Kwon Han-ul!”
Mei Zifeng recalled the counsel he’d heard before coming here.
Kwon Han-ul of the Heukcheon Estate possessed bloodlines beyond the Black Dragon Bloodline.
While not certain, the Asura Bloodline was likely among them.
“How dare you! A mere member of the Heukcheon Bloodline! Possessing our noble lineage!”
Fury surged across Mei Zifeng’s face.
“I will kill you here and now!”
The Harmonious Spring Castle Sword Formation.
Among the countless sword formations possessed by the Mei Family, this was completed relatively recently.
Though young in age, its power was undeniable—it had proven effective even against Mei Rong, the greatest swordsman of China.
Designed solely to face the strongest opponents, the Harmonious Spring Castle Sword Formation was formidable enough that even Mei Rong, the greatest swordsman of China, would struggle to break through it.
“Draw your blades! Unleash your noble swords! Kill that bastard!”
Dozens upon dozens of swordsmen swung their blades toward me.
The aura they wielded painted the world itself. Pure killing intent crashed down upon me. A tempest of steel sought my death.
Then, the hand gripping the spear moved. I reversed my grip and drove the spear into the earth.
【Authority ‘Three Realms Six Paths – Human Realm’ manifests!】
Originally an authority that automatically defended against ranged attacks, but now that I’m using semi-divinity, its function has changed.
The aura of the Asura King rippled outward as a wave. The auras that touched it reversed direction, returning to their masters.
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
The rebounded aura slashed across my body in multiple places. The assassins forming the formation collapsed, bleeding profusely.
“Argh!”
“Gahhhhh!”
This time, the arm wielding the whip moved. The whip extended and swept through the formation with vicious momentum.
“Screeeech!”
“Ahhhhh!”
The assassins struck by the whip had their bodies severed as if they’d been placed on the executioner’s block. In an instant, the world was dyed with screams and the stench of blood.
“Do not retreat!”
Mei Zifeng shouted, pouring mana into his voice. Though we’d been attacked, the formation hadn’t collapsed yet. If we kept our wits about us, we could counterattack.
“K-kill him! We must kill that monster!”
“Gahhhhh! Enemy of the clan!”
The assassins gathered here were no ordinary fighters. They were bound together by formidable skill and a hatred for Heukcheon that could not be ignored.
The assassins charged at Kwon Han-ul again, their eyes burning with venom. The wavering formation stabilized once more.
-So they don’t crumble easily.
Kwon Han-ul tilted his head slightly as he observed them.
-Then I should give them the treatment they deserve.
Kwon Han-ul gripped the blade in reverse and, without hesitation, drove it into his own chest.
“What… what?”
Even Mei Zifeng couldn’t help but be bewildered at this moment.
For a brief instant, it seemed Kwon Han-ul had died, but explosive energy erupted from his body.

【Divine Authority ‘Three Realms Six Paths – Hell Realm’ manifests!】

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