Wizard Immortal

Chapter 569 Imperial Bloodline

Tick-tock...

The raindrops fell on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, several days had passed.

During these past few days, Adir has not left his private laboratory, but has been quietly waiting there, preparing for the transformation of his bloodline.

However, before he could finish preparing, some unexpected events occurred, forcing Adir to interrupt the experiment and break out of his focused state.

The news that Adir was a pureblood had somehow leaked out, so much so that during this period, members of the Emerald Tower came one after another to place his offerings, and he hardly stayed for a single day.

Adir could have turned these people away, but in the end he didn't choose to do so.

In just a few days, those who were able to obtain the information and quickly locate him must either be high-ranking members of the Emerald Tower or have powerful backers to help them react so quickly.

Given Adir's status, it wouldn't matter if he rejected everyone, but there's no need for it.

Having just joined the Emerald Tower, Adir didn't want to be isolated by those around him, and he naturally wouldn't refuse any opportunity to interact with others.

Therefore, during this time, he walked out of the laboratory, opened the door wide, and quietly received his guests inside.

Around the residence, a faint hissing sound slowly arose, like the ringing of a doorbell, sounding quite crisp in this area.

"Please come in."

He ordered a servant to open the door, and Adir looked outside and was taken aback.

Outside the door, a blond elf boy stood quietly with a smile on his face, but with a hint of aloofness. Several people followed behind him.

Compared to normal elves, this young elf had unusually long, golden hair and an extremely handsome and beautiful appearance, as if carved from the most beautiful gemstone, looking so exquisite and so moving.

What surprised Adir was the aura emanating from the elven youth, which carried a deep and unfathomable quality that blocked all detection, making it impossible to obtain any information.

The opponent possessed a precious magical artifact, which completely concealed his aura, making it impossible for even Adir, with his strength, to accurately detect him.

"Dear guest, hello."

After taking a deep look at the blond-haired boy in front of him and thinking for a moment, Adir smiled instantly: "Welcome, Lady Yara."

"It's nice to see you." Across from him, a blond boy named Yara nodded, speaking politely, but his expression remained unchanged, giving no indication of sincerity.

"I've heard that you are quite accomplished in pharmacology."

After a few polite exchanges, Yara nodded and dropped what she was holding.

"This is a recipe for a Meteorite Potion. Can you concoct it?"

He spoke casually, his eyes fixed on Adir, his expression remaining unchanged throughout, carrying a hint of reserve and distance.

Across from him, Adir took the purple crystal containing the potion formula and frowned as he looked at Yara.

The boy's attitude was not very good; in fact, it could be described as somewhat impolite.

Although the elves are known for their arrogance, Adir has encountered very few elves who have shown this quality recently.

He is a pure-blooded moon elf, a royal bloodline of the elf race.

Standing before him, even the proudest elf could only lower her head and speak to him politely.

This was the first time he had ever encountered someone like the blond-haired boy in front of him.

Without much thought, he reached out and grasped the purple crystal. A flood of information rushed into his mind and was instantly imprinted into Adir's memory.

"A high-grade medicine for stabilizing blood vessels?"

Without careful observation, after quietly observing the formula, Adir drew this conclusion based on his years of experience. Then he frowned and thought of something.

To verify his suspicions, he looked at the blond-haired boy in front of him, slowly stood up, and the aura in his body changed instantly.

A pure, holy aura, as radiant as the moon and as dazzling as a shooting star, slowly spread out. In an instant, the majesty of the Moon Elf bloodline erupted, enveloping the area and, under Adir's control, crashing down upon the golden-haired youth before him.

Boom!!

In that instant, Adir seemed to hear a series of resounding booms, violent explosions erupting continuously in the void, sending chills down one's spine.

But even such terrifying majesty seemed to have no effect on the blond boy before them, as if nothing had happened at all.

The boy before him was exactly the same as before, nothing about him had changed, and his face still wore the same expression as before, coldly staring at Adir.

Boom!!

Light bursts forth from the sky.

At this moment, in Adir's vision, the blond boy before him seemed to have transformed into a blazing sun, shining high in the sky and radiating immortal brilliance.

A majestic aura emanated from the sky. At this moment, Adir was the first to change color, deeply sensing an even more vast and glorious bloodline aura emanating from the young man before him.

That is the same bloodline as the Elf race, but compared to the Moon Elf bloodline, it is much more powerful and terrifying, carrying a deep sense of grandeur and dominance, like an unparalleled Elf emperor, destined to rule over all Elf descendants in the world.

Even the most powerful and dazzling Moon Elf bloodline would have to shrink back in the face of this bloodline, as it was inferior to this bloodline in terms of rank.

"This bloodline!!"

In an instant, Adir's expression changed, and he remembered many things.

Years ago, when he entered the Maison region, he found a tomb of an elven king in a certain area and experienced the majesty of the elven king up close.

At this moment, the bloodline majesty emanating from the blond youth before him was very similar to that bestowed upon him by the Elf King back then. Although it was not as powerful and pure as that of the Elf King, it was equally vast and terrifying, carrying the great power to rule over everything and make everything submit.

Elf King's Bloodline!

In an instant, this thought flashed through Adir's mind, his expression became solemn, and countless thoughts raced through his mind at that moment.

In the end, he didn't do anything more. All his aura disappeared, and the originally powerful bloodline majesty was completely hidden. He was just like an ordinary elf boy, without any special features.

After Adir stopped first, the boy before him, having lost the stimulation of the moon elf blood, returned to his original state. Looking at Adir, his gaze was much deeper, with a hint of obvious surprise.

Beside him, the servants around him were pale-faced and had all knelt on the ground, unable to withstand the bloodline authority between the two.

In Adir's perception, there were also many gazes watching from all around, seemingly all drawn by the explosion just now.

Among these, several wills were profound and solid, subtly giving Adir an unfathomable meaning.

Under these circumstances, Adir took a deep breath, his expression gradually returning to calm. Looking at the blond-haired boy before him, he nodded gently: "I can concoct this potion. Prepare the necessary materials, and you can come and collect it in six months."

Yara gave Adir a deep look, nodded, and turned to leave without paying any attention to her attendants.

After watching Yara's figure disappear from his sight, Adir pondered for a while, then turned and left, heading towards his laboratory.

"What a terrifying bloodline."

At the top of the tower, watching Adir's retreating figure, a gaunt old elven man in a black robe showed a hint of surprise on his face: "To face the bloodline of the Sun King and still be able to do this, remarkable, truly remarkable."

"Sima, you've really taken on a good student."

Beside him, Simar, dressed in a purple robe and holding a scepter, simply smiled upon hearing this: "Adir's bloodline is far purer than you imagine. Even if the Moon Elf bloodline is theoretically one level lower than the Sun Emperor's, it may not necessarily lose to Yara."

"After all, compared to Adir's pure bloodline, Yara's royal bloodline is not stable."

"There's no comparison." The black-robed elder who had spoken earlier shook his head: "An emperor is an emperor. Even an emperor with an unstable bloodline is still superior to those with other bloodlines."

"However, putting aside the bloodline issue, I still prefer Adir."

After a while, he spoke again, his words tinged with dissatisfaction: "Yara has gone too far. It was like this in the past, and it is like this now. She went to see Adir without our permission."

"What is he trying to do? Is he trying to show off to others?"

At this point, a cold smile appeared on his face: "His personality is as unstable as his bloodline. How could such an unstable personality possibly inherit our cause and become a powerful wizard?"

"Stop talking." Standing to the side, listening to the old man's dissatisfied words, Simar said calmly, "He is, after all, the tower master's child."

"So what?" the old man in black robes said coldly, but after saying this, he didn't say anything more and slowly fell silent.

Time continued to flow slowly.

After Yara left that day, more and more people came to visit, including several great wizards who brought gifts.

The conflict with Yara was unexpected, but it also made some wizards see Adir's potential and confirm his pure-blood identity.

In addition, he is also a master of potion making him extremely valuable.

Time passed slowly, and several months went by in no time.

One morning, a person quietly walked into Adir's laboratory.

A handsome young man, dressed in a light green robe, walked quietly into Adir's laboratory with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)