Starting as the heir of a marquis's mansion, I gained access to a summoning system.

The ninth day.

The small courtyard in Baidi City is no longer habitable.

Spies, messengers, and lone travelers from all directions filled all the inns in the city, and people lingered day and night in the ruins south of the city.

Dongfang Weiwo moved with Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng to a secluded old house in the north of the city. Yan Kuangtu squatted on the roof to keep watch, his aura of a half-step Creation Realm cultivator spreading out, making no one within a hundred feet dare to approach.

That evening, Dongfang Weiwo was sitting in his room meditating when the dark gold lines on his palm suddenly twitched. A faint sensation, originating from a distant land and sharing the same bloodline as his, came through him. The sensation came from the Eastern Continent, from the direction of Pingyang County.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

His father, Dongfang Wudi's, protective jade talisman shattered.

The jade talisman he gave to his mother before he left, which she was to pass on to his father to protect him in case of danger, was broken.

Immediately following was a second sensation. Her mother, Qin Lanyin's, jade bracelet had also shattered.

Dongfang Weiwo's face turned pale in an instant, and the dark golden light in his eyes flickered violently.

He suddenly stood up, and Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng looked up from both sides at the same time. Neither of them had ever seen the young master show such an expression.

"Something has happened at the Marquis's residence."

Dongfang Weiwo's voice was deep and hoarse, "The jade talisman and jade bracelet shattered simultaneously—that means someone forcibly crushed them with power below the Creation Realm. Either a powerhouse at the late Celestial Realm stage or higher intervened directly, or..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Ye Gucheng already understood. It was either an attack capable of wiping out an entire family.

"Yan the Madman!" Dongfang Weiwo pushed open the door and stepped out.

Swallow Madman on the rooftop flipped down and knelt on one knee: "Young Master."

"The Weeping Marquis's Mansion in Dongzhou—get back there as quickly as possible. No matter what happens, save my parents and sister's lives. If everyone lives, I owe you my life."

Without saying a word, Yan Kuangtu got up and left.

His slender figure transformed into a streak of light and swept eastward, so fast that he tore a white line through the air. Everyone on the street felt a sudden tightness in their skin, as if they had been scraped by something sharp.

Dongfang Weiwo stood in the courtyard, his right fist slowly clenching. Dark gold patterns spread from his palm to his wrist, covering his entire forearm with a faint halo.

"Young Master," Ye Gucheng walked up behind him, his voice low, "calm down. The Marquis's mansion has underworld agents—Pang Ban will receive the news before we do..."

"I know." Dongfang Weiwo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He raised his right arm and looked at the dark gold patterns that spread to his wrist.

The patterns on those lines are exactly the same as the patterns in the deepest part of the ancient formation of Baidi City.

At that very moment, as the sound of the jade talisman shattering came from the direction of the Marquis's residence, the power of his bloodline suddenly seemed to be pulled by some force—pulled deeper and into a more ancient place.

In that instant, a scene flashed through his mind: an endless dark gold ocean, a colossal figure so large it blotted out the sky sitting in the void, its body wrapped in countless dark gold chains, each chain engraved with patterns of the same origin as the ancient formation.

The figure had its head bowed, its face blurred like mist. But before the image shattered, Dongfang Weiwo felt the weight of that figure's gaze upon him—a weight as heavy as the entire world pressing down on him.

Then the screen shattered.

Dongfang Weiwo opened his eyes, his forehead already covered in cold sweat.

His fingers trembled slightly, but he stood firm. He gazed at the lines on his palm and said slowly:

"The Demon-Sealing Bloodline... is not just about sealing. All those sealed things—gods and demons, remains, ancient formations, stone gates... everything is in my blood. The Demon-Sealing Bloodline itself was something used millions of years ago to suppress the entire continent."

He clenched his fist, the lines on his fingers shining brightly.

"My father's bloodline is descended from my grandfather's. But the original source of our bloodline is that dark golden figure. Our blood is part of the chains—chains that bind gods and demons, chains that bind remains, chains that bind the cracks across the entire continent."

Ximen Chuixue spoke up: "You sense something's wrong with the Marquis's mansion because the chain broke?"

Dongfang Weiwo remained silent for a long time. Then he nodded very slightly.

"Someone is hunting down the bloodline of the Dongfang family. The gray-clad men, the demons, or those newly emerged hidden forces—they are stripping my people of their bloodline and taking the 'power of chains' from them."

The jade talisman shattered not because of an attack, but because someone was draining his power from his bloodline.

He raised his head and looked towards the direction of Dongzhou. The sky was already dark, and the newly arranged stars were quietly rotating overhead.

The meteor carrying the memories of gods and demons was already too far away to be seen, but further away, several new stars were slowly lighting up—that was another force approaching this continent from beyond the heavens.

"Young Master," Ye Gucheng said in a low voice, "if the Demon-Sealing Bloodline is a chain, you now hold the key. Someone is taking the blood of your clansmen to bypass you—"

"right."

Dongfang Weiwo turned around, his gaze as cold as iron. "They can't bypass me, so they went to my father, my mother, and my sister. They want to scrape together a key from a collateral branch of the bloodline."

He walked to the withered locust tree in the courtyard, sat on the stone stool, and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

The dark gold patterns on his wrist flickered like a heartbeat, subtly resonating with some distant pulse. Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue stood guard on either side of him, and the courtyard was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

After an incense stick had burned, a communication jade slip flew in from the east and hovered in front of him. It was a secret message from Pang Ban.

He crushed the jade slip, and Pang Ban's voice came from it, carrying an unusual urgency:

"Young Master, something has happened at the Marquis's residence. Last night, seven men in gray robes launched a surprise attack on Pingyang County, with a clear objective:"

Dongfang Wudi, Qin Lanyin, and the youngest daughter of the Dongfang family.

The underworld's secret agents fought desperately to intercept them, sacrificing four Grandmasters to stop the first wave. But before the gray-robed men retreated, your father chased them out of the city, only to be struck by a palm and thrown off a cliff, his whereabouts unknown.

Your mother and sister are safe in the secret passage of the Marquis's mansion and have been transferred to Ten Thousand Snake Island. Your father... is being searched by the Underworld. There is also news: the gray-robed man has taken three drops of the essence blood of the Demon-Sealing Bloodline from the Marquis's mansion. Young master, someone is trying to target the source of your bloodline—"

The jade slip shattered in Dongfang Weiwo's palm, its spiritual power dissipating.

The courtyard remained quiet for a long time. The veins on the back of Ximen Chuixue's hand, gripping his sword, bulged, while Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes.

Dongfang Weiwo sat motionless on the stone stool, his face as calm as a frozen lake.

He sat quietly for the entire duration of an incense stick's burning. Then he stood up, stretched his shoulders and neck, as if he had just woken from a long dream.

"breakthrough."

He went back into the house and closed the door.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue exchanged a glance, then leaped onto the courtyard wall, standing guard on either side of the roof, one to the east and one to the west.

The spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred feet around the old house began to slowly fluctuate, accelerate, and rotate—as if a seed that had been dormant for too long had finally broken through the soil and was desperately growing towards the sky.

inside the house.

Dongfang Weiwo sat cross-legged on the couch, the dark gold patterns on his right arm extending to his shoulder, covering half of his body in a faint golden light.

The Demon-Sealing Bloodline within him surged and roared like a raging river, rushing towards the barrier that stood between the peak of the Ninth Heaven and the Celestial Beings.

He didn't suppress it. He released all restraints.

The Bloodline Chapter of the Celestial Treasure Scripture activated on its own at this moment, golden light merging with the power of his bloodline, condensing into a dark golden Dao Seed within his Qi Sea. That seed slowly rotated, expanded, and shattered—

The threshold between heaven and man has collapsed.

The Qi Sea suddenly expanded a hundredfold, and the spiritual energy in the meridians changed from a liquid state to a more condensed and purer crystalline substance.

The vortex of spiritual energy around him expanded from a hundred feet to a thousand feet, and everyone in the northern district of Baidi City felt that rising aura—from the peak of the ninth level of the Grandmaster realm straight to the initial stage of the Celestial Realm, the middle stage of the initial stage of the Celestial Realm, the peak stage of the initial stage of the Celestial Realm—finally stopping just before the threshold of the third level.

The Three Heavens of Heaven and Man.

The window paper rattled loudly from the shockwave. New buds sprouted from the withered locust tree branches in the courtyard, their tender green leaves unfurling in an instant.

The door opened.

When Dongfang Weiwo emerged, the dark golden light in his eyes transformed from a faint glow into a tangible flame. His aura was as deep and profound as an abyss, and his cultivation at the third level of the Celestial Realm was as solid as a rock.

But more importantly, the lines on his right arm stretched from his shoulder all the way to the back of his neck, forming a complete array pattern—exactly identical to the heart-shaped groove deep within the ancient array of Baidi City.

Ye Gucheng landed on the rooftop, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Congratulations, young master."

Ximen Chuixue didn't speak, but gave him a deep look and then slowly nodded.

Dongfang Weiwo stood in the courtyard, the night breeze ruffling his robes. He raised his right arm and looked at it for a moment. The dark gold patterns had now become a part of his body, no longer just a mark of bloodline, but a complete array.

The source chains of the Demon-Sealing Bloodline have been completely integrated into his foundation through the breakthrough to Celestial Being.

Every drop of his blood carried the power of that ancient formation, which now lies dormant beneath White Emperor City, quietly waiting for him to reach out and touch it.

He lowered his arm.

"Pang Ban is still investigating the matter of his father."

He said, his voice as calm as a still pool, "The grey-robed men took three drops of essence blood; they now possess the medium to break part of the seal. The remains of gods and demons in southern Central Plains—every single piece will become their target."

Ye Gucheng asked, "What's our next step?"

Dongfang Weiwo gazed at the night sky. A new order was rapidly taking shape across the Tianxuan Continent—the Nine Nether Ancient Clan, the Heavenly Ruins Pavilion, the Starry Sky Manor, the Taiyuan Imperial Dynasty—countless hidden forces were rising, expanding, and clashing.

Meanwhile, his Underworld and Azure Dragon Society, under the command of Pang Ban, Guan Yutian, Xiong Ba, Li Chenzhou, and Bai Yujing, have already taken root on this new continent.

"Message to Pang Ban:"

Ten Thousand Snake Island must be defended at all costs; my mother and sister cannot be harmed in any way.

Messenger Yutian: If the Bright Heaven Palace of the Western Continent heads north again, there is no need to hold back.

The message to Xiong Ba: The defense line of the core spiritual energy area has been expanded by another two thousand miles, and the western and northern areas have all been incorporated into the Azure Dragon Society's territory.

A message was sent to Li Chenzhou and Bai Yujing: "The Underworld Azure Dragon Society is now fully integrated, no longer divided into East and West. From this moment on, all strongholds will be unified under the name 'Tianxuan Mansion'—tell them that from this day forward, we are no longer a force confined to a corner of the Eastern Continent. We are going to have a seat on this new continent."

He turned and walked back into the house, pausing as he closed the door.

"Furthermore—find out which side these four newly emerged figures of the peak of creation and heavenly realm: the Emperor of the Taiyuan Dynasty, Xingyan of Xingchen Manor, Youyuan of the Nine Nether Ancient Clan, and Xuzu of Tianxu Pavilion."

The new格局 (geopolitical landscape) after the merging of heaven and earth is about to be reshuffled. Our hand isn't bad, but first we need to understand who's at the table.

The door closed.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue stood side by side in the courtyard, gazing at the door.

In the night breeze of Baidi City, a message from the Underworld traveled from the Eastern Continent, thousands of miles away. One jade slip after another flew towards this small courtyard from all directions. And further away, in the Western Continent desert, a grand palace that had been sleeping for 30,000 years was slowly rising from the sea of ​​sand, the bronze patterns on the palace doors aligned perfectly with the array patterns on Dongfang Weiwo's right arm.

The origins of the Demon-Sealing Bloodline are more ancient than anyone could imagine. And Dongfang Weiwo has begun to decipher the map hidden within the blood.

The vortex of spiritual energy in the northern district of Baidi City gradually subsided, but the storm on this continent had only just begun.