Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 35

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 35】

Chapter 35: Bloodline Makes Its Appearance (4)

【The ‘Asura King’ opens its eyes.】
The Asura King’s aura completely engulfs Childish Dragon Form.
The armor, hard as steel, clings to my body. As if it were a living creature.
Mei Rong stared at the sight with a panicked expression.
“How is it possible that you, a bloodline descendant of Heukcheon, possess the Asura King!”
“I obtained it from the First Family Head’s Ancestral Shrine.”
“Stop spouting nonsense! That is a place where the Family Head prays every single day! If the Asura King were there, there is no way the Family Head would not have known!”
“He couldn’t have known. The Asura King responds only to True Bloodlines.”
“True Bloodline, you say…?”
Mei Rong’s body swayed. His legs suddenly lost all strength.
“…This cannot be.”
Mei Rong muttered with a hollow expression.
“A person can only possess one bloodline. How could you have two… and True Bloodlines at that… What exactly are you! What kind of demon has Heukcheon created!”
This was something Kwon Han-ul himself did not understand.
Why he could possess multiple bloodlines. Or how bloodlines continued to manifest within him.
But that was not what needed his attention now.
【The ‘Asura King’ permeates the equipment.】
Those who possess Asura Blood can master a hundred weapons by learning just one.
Furthermore, they can strengthen equipment using a special force called Asura Qi.
But these are merely supplementary abilities. The true power of Asura Blood manifests when Asura is infused into a weapon.
This phenomenon, expressed as Asura dwelling within or Asura being unleashed, elevates the weapon’s rank. Its power is enough to pierce through even Dragon Combat Qi.
Just as with the Black Dragon Bloodline, Asura Blood grows stronger with higher purity.
Mixed blood is inferior to passionate blood, and passionate blood is inferior to pure blood.
Then what of True Blood?
And what of the Asura King’s power that dwells only in True Blood?
【Physical abilities are temporarily enhanced. All stats rise to S-rank!】
【Resistance is temporarily increased! All resistance values achieve 100.】
【Technique is temporarily increased! All weapons can be wielded at expert level or higher!】
The elevation of stats is merely a trifle—not the Asura King’s true power.
【Equipment ‘Childish Dragon Form’ is strengthened!】
【’Childish Dragon Form’s durability and hardness increase by 50%!】
【All functions possessed by ‘Childish Dragon Form’ increase by 30%.】
The strengthening of equipment is likewise insignificant.
【The ‘Asura King’ absorbs magical power.】
【’All strikes are enhanced by the Asura King(阿修羅王)’.】
This was it. This was the true ability of the Asura King.
Dragon Combat Qi gathered at my fist. The Dragon Combat Qi that had flickered like flames or smoke condensed into something solid and tangible.
Mei Rong’s eyes widened at the sight.
“That’s….”
Mei Rong had just witnessed it directly. No—he had experienced it firsthand.
Though it was only the beginning, that was unmistakably….
【’The Asura King(阿修羅王) creates Heavenly Qi(罡氣)’.】
Remarkably, the Asura King had granted Kwon Han-ul the supreme power that only true transcendents could wield—merely by absorbing magical energy.
What was even more terrifying was that this was only the beginning.
【True Asura Bloodline Synchronization Rate 0% → 6%】
Kwon Han-ul’s synchronization rate with the Asura Bloodline was merely six percent.
As the synchronization rate increased, the Asura King’s power would grow stronger.
In other words, I had created Heavenly Qi with only a barely awakened ability.
If the synchronization rate reached one hundred percent, I would be able to use techniques far superior to Heavenly Qi—and beyond.
But I couldn’t simply rejoice.
‘It’s a heavy burden.’
The Asura King was truly a demonic weapon.
Merely maintaining it drained my magical energy rapidly. The Asura King’s absorption rate far exceeded what the Healthy Blood could recover.
It even desperately thrashed about, trying to seize my body.
【True Asura Bloodline Synchronization Rate 6% → 9%】
The higher the synchronization rate climbed, the faster the Asura King’s erosion accelerated.
‘A terrifying weapon.’
There was no weapon in this world that could surpass the Asura King.
But if I made a single mistake, the Asura King would seize my body, and I would perish in a rampage of slaughter and destruction.
‘Still, there’s a thrill to taming it.’
Unfortunately, I had no time for such thoughts now.
My breath was already growing shallow.
Maintaining even the slightest presence of the Asura King had clearly pushed me to my limit.
If more time passed, I would be the one collapsing. So I had to settle things with Mei Rong as quickly as possible.
“Then, Sword Saint of the Mei Family.”
Power infused my voice. I called out to Mei Rong.
“Care to experience my fist?”
Mei Rong clenched his teeth.
Kwon Han-ul’s sudden change in tone wasn’t because he truly regarded him as a superior.
Rather, it was because he was looking down on Mei Rong.
Yet Mei Rong said nothing in response to such humiliation.
He simply stained his longsword with the blood flowing through his heart and drew forth Asura.
“Even if I stake my life on it, I will kill you here without fail.”
“For the renowned Sword Saint of the Mei Family to discuss life and death with me—truly, what an honor.”
Mei Rong did not bristle at Kwon Han-ul’s mockery.
Kwon Han-ul had become an opponent that even Mei Rong could not afford to underestimate.
“Then I shall begin first.”
Kwon Han-ul stepped forward.
There was no room for technique—merely controlling the Asura King consumed all his focus.
He simply unleashed his full strength, driving his fist forward with the tremendous power it contained.
At that same instant, Mei Rong raised his blade’s edge. All the blood in his body concentrated into the sword through his arm.
Mei Rong thrust his blade forward with a cry—whether a desperate wail or a battle shout, none could say.
Fist and blade collided.
The outcome was decided in a single moment.

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“Mei Rong, you bastard!”
Kwon Myung-woo’s roar echoed across the space, his eyes bloodshot with fury.
“How dare the so-called Greatest Blade of the Mei Family resort to such contemptible tactics at the end!”
“Commander, please calm yourself.”
“Calm? Do I look calm to you?”
Kwon Myung-woo jabbed his finger at the Samon Jade, his voice trembling with rage.
“That bastard Kwon Han-ul is trapped inside! If we don’t open this relic soon, he’ll die!”
Though defeated in an instant by Kwon Myung-woo, Mei Rong remained the Mei Family’s greatest master.
The number of national-class Dungeons and supreme-tier monsters Mei Rong had vanquished to earn his current renown was beyond counting.
Even with his heart pierced and his vitality drained, he was not an opponent the current Kwon Han-ul could defeat.
“Ha-yeon! Is there no way?”
Joo Ha-yeon, who had been examining the Samon Jade, shook her head slowly.
“Once activated, the relic cannot be opened until its owner deactivates it.”
“What about magic? Surely magic can do something.”
“As you know, Earth’s magic cannot affect Legendary-grade relics.”
This applied not only to Joo Ha-yeon but to every mage and witch on Earth.
Earth’s magic was merely taking its first steps—far too primitive to interfere with relics.
“Damn it!”
Kwon Myung-woo spat curses and turned to face the Mei bloodline members, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent. They trembled in terror.
“Anyone! Whoever can open this relic, step forward!”
Unfortunately, the Samon Jade had been handled with utmost secrecy within the Mei Family.
There was no way any bloodline member would know how to use such a relic.
When no one came forward, the veins in Kwon Myung-woo’s forehead bulged.
“You worms! Do you dare defy my command?”
Kwon Myung-woo clenched his fists. Fear spread across the faces of the Mei bloodline members.
“Calm yourself.”
Then Kwon Seon-woo spoke.
“Brother! How can you remain so composed! If we don’t rescue her soon, that girl will die!”
“Getting worked up like you won’t conjure a solution out of thin air, will it?”
Kwon Myung-woo clenched his jaw, breathing heavily through his nose.
“Brother! Is there truly no way?”
“There isn’t.”
“Please think harder!”
“Unless we summon the Midas Family, but how would we even fetch them in time?”
Kwon Myung-woo drove his fist down with all his strength. The ground trembled for an instant.
“…I’m sorry.”
His face filled with remorse, he turned his gaze toward the Ancestral Shrine.
“At the very least, I wish I could avenge you…”
It would likely be impossible. Once Kwon Han-ul died, Mei Rong would follow. That much was certain.
One cannot collect a debt from the dead.
“Damn it!”
What infuriated him most was this: unable to take revenge on his enemy.
That was when it happened.
Click!
The lock disengaged with a sharp sound, and the Ancestral Shrine doors swung open. In that same instant, an explosion erupted.
Kwon Myung-woo shielded his face with his forearms. A violent force scraped across his skin as it passed.
Then the world fell silent. Kwon Myung-woo slowly lowered his arms.
Through the billowing dust, a silhouette emerged. Kwon Myung-woo’s teeth gnashed as he growled.
“Mei Rong! You’re still alive! I’ll tear you to shreds with my bare teeth right now!”
The dust dispersed completely, and the figure became clear. In that moment, everyone’s eyes widened.
The person standing before them was not Mei Rong.
“That’s quite a bloodthirsty thing to say.”
Kwon Myung-woo’s bewilderment deepened.
“Y-you… how are you… alive?”
“Did you wish for me to be dead?”
“No, that’s not it… Mei Rong, that damned bastard—what happened to him…?”
Only then did Kwon Myung-woo notice it.
A corpse lay some distance away from Kwon Han-ul.
Whatever had befallen it, more than half the body had been obliterated.
Overwhelmed by shock at Kwon Han-ul’s survival, he had failed to register the corpse’s presence.
The body sprawled on the ground was Mei Rong.
Kwon Myung-woo, Joo Ha-yeon, the Heukcheon Team members, the Mei Family bloodkin—all of them, even Kwon Seon-woo, gasped with wide eyes.
“Kwon Han-ul of Heukcheon has defeated Mei Rong, the First Sword of the Mei!”
One of the Heukcheon Team members cried out. Following that, others erupted in shouts.
“Kwon Han-ul of Heukcheon has slain the First Sword of the Mei!”
The Heukcheon Team members roared in jubilation. Kwon Myung-woo muttered in utter disbelief.
“That brat. I set the entire table, and he just places the spoon…”
A smile soon graced Kwon Myung-woo’s lips.
Considering the gap between Kwon Han-ul and Mei Rong, even finishing the fight seemed impossible.
Yet Kwon Han-ul had actually accomplished that impossible feat.
“Truly worthy of the bloodline. The son of Jin-hyul lives up to his name.”
He trailed off with a murmur, then Kwon Myung-woo suddenly roared, his neck straining as he bellowed with all his might.
“That’s right! Kwon Han-ul of Heukcheon has broken the Undefeated Sword of the Mei!”
On this day, a new hero was born in Heukcheon.
Though he had stolen only the final glory for himself.

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It was when the crowd’s cheers reached their peak.
“I apologize for interrupting when you’re all so joyful.”
Kwon Seon-woo spoke up.
“We can’t stay here forever. The remaining warriors of the Mei Family and the armies of China will be converging, which would be troublesome.”
This place was not the Hukcheon Estate but the heart of enemy territory. We couldn’t afford to let our guard down.
“How are you planning to return, sir?”
To Kwon Han-ul’s question, Kwon Seon-woo answered casually.
“The same way I came.”
“…The same way you came?”
Kwon Myung-woo tilted his head in confusion.
“Brother, have you fully recovered your magical power?”
“To a certain extent. One more of these and I’ll be ready.”
Kwon Seon-woo produced a small pill. The moment he took it out, a refreshing fragrance filled the air.
By any measure, it didn’t look like something meant for recovery.
“But before we leave, there’s one thing I must do.”
He gestured toward the Mei Family’s buildings as he spoke.
“Loot it.”

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