Li Yueyin hugged him tighter, using all her might, her eyes fixed on the man before her, her forehead covered in sweat.
She knew she was scamming, and it was the biggest scam in the ten thousand-year history of the Li Clan.
In the history of the Dokuz Eyalet Kıta, the greatest genius was only at the Altın Çekirdek stage at fifteen. She, a mere daughter of a declining collateral branch, dared to speak such extravagant words.
The atmosphere was extremely tense, witnessing the Li Clan's number one self-destructive act in a thousand years.
Li Xuanming narrowed his eyes, and in a brief moment, completed his assessment.
Crush her, and lose a İlahi Sınıf Kan Hattı.
Take her as a disciple, and this suddenly appearing İlahi Sınıf Kan Hattı could very well be an spy from outside. But a five-year-old child, if truly İlahi Sınıf, which clan would be willing to pay such a high price?
The tenacious and fierce look in the five-year-old girl's eyes, her willingness to gamble with death in a desperate situation – this ruthlessness and decisiveness appealed to Li Xuanming. This little thing might be a sharp blade worth honing.
So be it. He would watch her under his nose. If anything was amiss, he could crush an ant. Otherwise, he would gain a useful weapon.
Under the watchful eyes of all, the man in white, Li Xuanming, grabbed her chin. He smiled gently, his voice cool, "Since you're not afraid of death, then try it. If you don't reach Altın Çekirdek by fifteen, you won't need Şeytan İni, I will refine you myself."
Li Yueyin felt a wave of relief and smiled, immediately kneeling down, "Master!"
Her opportunistic move stunned thousands of Li clansmen in the testing plaza.
Li Xuanming: "What is your name?"
"Master, please give me one!"
Naming was a good way to increase a bond. As long as she could live, Li Yueyin would sacrifice anything.
Li Yueyin's smile was carefree, her canine teeth sharp. In reality, her internal organs ached terribly, and blood gushed from her throat, which she forcefully swallowed.
Li Xuanming lowered his gaze, let out a soft laugh, and looked at the kneeling little thing with interest.
His fair hand, like jade, brushed through the girl's stray hair. His eyes held scrutiny and suspicion.
After a moment of thought, "Let your name be Li Xue."
Li Clan members' names were always grim, like Li Shisha (Li Assassinate Kill), Li Rentu (Li Man Butcher), Li Sha (Li Slaughter), but Li Yueyin would never have imagined such a thing happening to her.
"Li Xue? Like the snowflake?"
The man frowned, his gaze seeming to question her how she could have such an absurd guess.
"Like the blood in fresh blood!"
The crowd below fell silent. No one dared to question the clan leader's decision.
Li Yueyin's vision went dark, then dark again. She had initially thought of Li Xue, and was reluctantly accepting it.
"Master, your disciple suddenly remembers her name. It's Li Yueyin. I'm sorry, I was called a good-for-nothing for so many years, I forgot my own name."
Li Xuanming's expression remained unchanged. He saw through her little trick at a glance and didn't take it to heart. He stood up, "From today onwards, she is under my tutelage!"
Hearing this, Li Yueyin knew she had taken the most crucial step in her reincarnation, the one that would decide her fate. Altering destiny consumed immense energy, advancing her lifespan by ten years, leaving her spiritual energy depleted and her dantian burning with pain. After confirming her safety, she could no longer withstand the great consumption and fell into darkness.
...
"Awake?"
A maid noticed the movement on the bed and walked over, her expression indifferent.
Li Yueyin opened her sore eyes, struggled to sit up, and curled up on the bed. Her first instinct was to look around vigilantly, checking if her limbs were still attached. Assured, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the maid, her stomach rumbling. Her voice was hoarse, "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
She hadn't eaten a full meal in five years since her reincarnation.
The maid frowned and glanced coldly at Li Yueyin. "I'll go now."
Sensing a pressure from the maid, Li Yueyin judged that she was at least at the Temel Oluşturma stage.
Even the maid was at Temel Oluşturma, making a Hurda Kan at Qi Arıtma level three in the Li Clan truly worse than a dog.
Although the maid looked down on Li Yueyin, she still prepared exquisite meals as instructed. No matter how much of a waste Li Yueyin was, she was the clan leader's only personal disciple. If she were to starve to death, the maid would definitely not see the next sunrise.
Li Yueyin, in tattered clothes, sat on a stool, wolfing down Büyülü Yaratık meat and drinking Büyülü Yaratık milk, her mind racing.
It went without saying that the environment she woke up in was proof enough. She had achieved her goal and become the clan leader's disciple.
Li Yueyin didn't understand this world at all. Her cultivation was exhausted after reincarnation. As an infant, she was worse than a dog. When she was born at Qi Arıtma level one, her mother glanced at her and fainted. Her father, enraged, threw her to the ground, and she was carried away by a trembling maid, fed sporadically.
If nothing unexpected happened, the day of her bloodline test at five years old would be her death.
Li Yueyin drank the beast milk, her small face filled with melancholy. Born in a Şeytan İni, she had no control over her circumstances, but at least she had survived.
She moved her hands, no longer feeling the previous weakness. She marveled inwardly.
The maid explained indifferently: "You fainted on the testing stage with blood all over your face. The clan leader brought you back."
Li Yueyin then suddenly realized, "How long have I been unconscious?"
She sipped the milk. The backlash from the Neden-Sonuç Yolu was not surprising. Altering destiny had a great price. Fortunately, it was only a simulation of cheating, not actual alteration, otherwise she would have long since turned to dust.
But the subsequent trouble… On the testing stage, she had only recreated Li Xuanming's testing scene from years ago. The essence hadn't changed; her true bloodline power was still Hurda Kan. Once the scam was exposed, Li Xuanming wouldn't have to act; the cunning elders of the Li Clan would definitely make her regret being born.
The maid said coldly: "Two months. If you had remained unconscious, the clan leader wouldn't have to say anything. Becoming fuel would have been your fate."
Li Yueyin was startled and stopped eating when she was half full, afraid of overstretching her stomach. She jumped off the stool, her voice clear and childish, "Where is Master?"
Her priority now was to cling to a powerful backer. Without bloodline power, it would be difficult to reach the Altın Çekirdek stage in her lifetime. This problem needed to be solved. For now, she had to survive. There was a ten-year countdown until she turned fifteen.
The maid frowned, "The clan leader is in the main hall. Change your clothes before you go."
A quarter of an hour later, dressed in a powdered pink floating light brocade long skirt, Li Yueyin appeared before the main hall at the peak of the Li Clan. The five-year-old child was frail, her hair dry and yellow, her features exquisitely beautiful, hinting at the grace she would possess when fully grown.
She tiptoed into the grand hall. A cold aura swept over her. The ground was covered in eerie and strange runes. On the cold throne at the top of the stairs sat the man in white, holding a jade slip, his gaze indifferent.
The moment their eyes met, a chill ran down Li Yueyin's neck, as if she were being held by a large hand, ready to be crushed at any moment.
She knew he was holding back considerably. Otherwise, with his peak Felaket Görme Dönemi cultivation, even a slight leakage of his pressure would have turned her into a mist of blood on the spot.
This supreme being standing at the peak of the continent, the strongest person of the current era, was an old monster at the peak of Felaket Görme Dönemi, one step away from Yükselme and becoming a god.
"Master!"
Li Yueyin's saliva felt cold. She respectfully bowed her head. The small figure only reached his knees, her formal bow looking incredibly comical.
She secretly raised her eyes to observe him, looking at the man's gentle and handsome face, she swallowed. This was the Li Clan's ancestor, a Felaket Görme Dönemi big shot, the old monster with the strongest bloodline power. If she could drink his blood as a tonic… drinking it for ten or eight years, would she still need to worry about having an İlahi Sınıf bloodline?
The girl's bright peach blossom eyes sparkled with golden light, as if she had found treasure. Li Xuanming frowned, disliking such vibrant eyes. He casually tossed the jade slip to her, "Since you're awake, start cultivating. You don't have much time left. Utter annihilation is the fate of failures. You should understand."
Li Yueyin immediately withdrew her gaze and knelt on the ground, holding the jade slip with both hands. Although she tried her best to feign seriousness, her childish voice was unconvincing:
"Disciple remembers Master's teachings! I will not disappoint Master!"
The old monster was cruelly inhuman, being so heartless even towards a five-year-old child.
But it didn't matter.
Li Yueyin had decided to steal his blood by any means necessary, forming a ten-year plan to drink his blood and survive until she reached the pseudo-İlahi Sınıf bloodline to break through to Altın Çekirdek!
Either be second to none, or become fuel for the Kan Havuzu!