CHAPTER 193: CHAPTER 189: THE BLOOD RACE’S TITLES, IS CHU YI THE OFFSPRING OF GODS AND DEMONS!?

However, in that crimson hue, a mark appeared faintly, surprisingly maintaining Viscount Xinluo’s Life Chart, preventing its complete devouring by the Divine Hand.

This was the first time Chu Yi had encountered anything capable of resisting the Divine Hand’s devouring power.

This... is probably the power of a noble rank? Chu Yi was bewildered.

The Blood Race’s noble rank was truly a bug. Possessing such a rank granted immortality unless the holder voluntarily relinquished it or was suppressed by a being of higher standing; otherwise, they were extremely troublesome to deal with.

But being unkillable didn’t mean there weren’t other methods.

For instance, one could place them directly into a coffin, bury them, and use special powers to perpetually suppress them, sealing them for hundreds of years. Living like that would be worse than death.

Moreover, Chu Yi could also use the causal abilities of the Divine Hand or the Time Blades from his Clock Eye; he had plenty of options.

"You can’t kill me... The mighty power of the Progenitor is far beyond your imagination!" Xinluo laughed maniacally. In his eyes, the young man before him was already dead.

"I don’t believe you’re unkillable," Chu Yi stated calmly, releasing a burning Crown Flame that engulfed Xinluo’s figure.

Simultaneously, a heaviness settled in Chu Yi’s mind as a Pale Fire, born from his very bones, flickered out from his fingertips and drifted into the severed head.

The flame’s size was linked to the amount of Soul Chu Yi expended. Upon releasing this wisp of flame, Chu Yi only felt slightly fatigued, a condition a short rest would remedy; the consumption was minimal.

Incidentally, this Blood Race noble rank was quite special, so he wanted to see if the Nether Bone Fire would be effective against it.

BOOM—

In the blink of an eye, this exceedingly faint Bone Fire, born from bone, rapidly ignited Xinluo. His Soul began to burn, and the noble rank’s sigil deep within the crimson light started to tremble, faintly cracking within the Bone Fire.

The noble rank loosened, and the power maintaining his Life Chart was greatly weakened!

Effective?

Seizing the opportunity, Chu Yi reached out and tore apart the fate strings.

BANG!

Xinluo couldn’t utter a single word. Before his indistinct features could even show fear or regret, his blood evaporated, his fate strings fell into disarray, and he was devoured by the Divine Hand, consumed until nothing remained.

John was rendered speechless! The maids were equally aghast!

"Dead... dead?" A maid’s eyes widened. A noble possessing a noble rank had perished in the Young Master’s flames, reduced to ashes.

John looked incredulous, staring at Chu Yi as if he were a monster. This scene had clearly surpassed their understanding.

Simultaneously, a shattered sigil was extracted by Chu Yi to the Kitchen.

[Shattered Noble Rank *1]

It can really be extracted? Chu Yi was startled, then inwardly delighted. If he could decipher the noble rank, wouldn’t he also gain the ability of immortality? He could even turn this noble rank into a banquet dish for himself, his Pet Beasts, or Lias to consume!

At this thought, Chu Yi turned his head and fixed his gaze on John, who was filled with terror, cold sweat drenching his face.

"Great Lord, you surely possess the bloodline of the Ancestral Race!" Without hesitation, John abandoned his previous arrogance, bowed his head respectfully, and said, "Only a pureblood descendant of the Ancestral Race can strip away or destroy a noble rank!"

As he spoke, John’s eyes held a hint of Frenzy. The Progenitor of the Blood Race was one of the sources of taboo throughout the long, ancient ages, even older than some Evil Gods. They were born from the Primordial Moon, possessing Mighty Power beyond common sense; in terms of standing, they were no lesser than Ancient Gods. The Blood Race’s noble ranks involved one of the authorities of the Primordial Moon.

A descendant of the Ancestral Race?

The Young Master’s bloodline is actually connected to the Ancestral Race?

This... how is this possible...

The maids were hesitant. Chu Yi had been adopted by Count Janet as a child and grew up in the Count’s Castle. The sudden revelation that he might be a pureblood descendant of the Ancestral Race was too much for them to believe. Yet, Chu Yi had displayed a mysterious power, destroying Viscount Xinluo’s noble rank and utterly killing him.

Could it be... that Chu Yi truly is a scion left behind by the Ancestral Race, merely discovered and adopted by the Count? If that were true, then the Count’s tacit approval of the Young Lady’s and Young Master’s association would finally make sense.

The Blood Race revered bloodlines above all. If the Young Master were truly a scion of the Ancestral Race, various great noble families would be desperate to have him sire offspring. In a short time, they could establish a pure-blooded Ancestral Race family line and seize control of the Blood Race’s power!

"Ancestral Race’s scion? What you say is indeed possible." Chu Yi neither denied nor confirmed it, instead adopting a thoughtful expression and speaking ambiguously, "I lost my parents at a young age and was raised by the Count. I don’t even know where my ancestors are from."

He raised his Divine Hand, revealing a brilliant white light that pulsed, seemingly wreathed in a halo of pure white radiance. "This is a power I awakened after coming of age. As for being a scion of the Ancestral Race, perhaps. In any case, I don’t care."

These words left everyone present utterly astounded. That writhing radiance, though incredibly magnificent and brilliant as a galaxy, exuded an oppressive aura to all. Even if Chu Yi wasn’t one, he wasn’t far from it; he was clearly the scion of some great existence!

While everyone was still in shock, a smirk played on Chu Yi’s lips. If pretending to be a scion of the Ancestral Race could bring benefits, why refuse? Having insight into Causal Laws, he had a premonition that this choice was the best one, potentially aiding his father-in-law (adoptive father).

"How can this not matter!" John immediately looked up, his voice filled with righteous fervor, "A pureblood descendant of the Ancestral Race stands above even Dukes! I, John [states his full, complex noble name], pledge my allegiance to you, Great Lord!"

He lavished praise without reservation, swore an oath to become Chu Yi’s subordinate, and without hesitation, revealed part of the Eldest Young Master’s plan.

By a stroke of luck, Chu Yi had gained a Vampire noble as a subordinate. He marveled at the man’s will to survive and was also surprised by the Blood Race’s rigid hierarchy. This was because John genuinely believed Chu Yi was connected to the Ancestral Race, and thus forsook his allegiance to the Duke of Rein.

"Currently, the Eldest Young Master plans to first kidnap the Countess, forcing the Count to hand over his noble rank, but this is merely a secondary plan." John, still just a disembodied head, divulged every piece of information he knew without omission. "The primary plan is to use a Sacred Artifact, with a Marquis leading the assault, to attack the Janet family and seize their noble rank before the Divine War begins."

"Sacred Artifact?"

"Are they insane? To use a Sacred Artifact against the Count!"

The maids were startled, their mouths slightly agape, faces etched with unconcealable panic as they looked at Chu Yi. "Young Master, we must leave quickly! The Count cannot withstand the power of a Sacred Artifact!"

"What is a Sacred Artifact?" Chu Yi inquired after boarding the carriage.

A maid attending to Lias pondered for a moment before saying, "Young Master, a Sacred Artifact is a bloodline relic passed down from the Duke’s ancestors. It is said to have evolved after being imbued with a trace of the Progenitor’s power."

The head, cradled by another maid, also spoke, "I do not know which Sacred Artifact it is, but any item bestowed with the name ’Sacred Artifact’ possesses Mighty Power."

Chu Yi asked again, finally understanding why the maids looked so grave.

So-called Sacred Artifacts are, in essence, Treasures exclusive to a family’s bloodline.