Chapter 221: The Troublemaker Raised by the Patriarch

The Troublemaker Raised by the Patriarch

"This blood is called the A b y s s a l S t y x Sovereign Blood scripture—the first drop of heart’s blood from the ancient being Underworld River. It will allow you to glimpse a fraction of the ancient one’s insights."

The words fell gently across the peak.

Before little Lucas, two treasures floated quietly in the air.

One was the strange drop of ancient blood, dark enough to swallow light. It seemed almost alive, pulsing with a faint rhythm that did not belong to this age.

The other treasure carried an equally profound aura.

Neither released an overwhelming presence.

Yet the closer Lucas looked, the more he felt as though he were standing before something impossibly ancient.

Victor stood before him in his black robe, the golden dragon embroidery along his chest shimmering beneath the celestial light.

His shoulder-length black hair stirred in the mountain wind.

Those golden eyes watched the child quietly.

Then Victor continued:

"From now on, you will stay by my side. I will personally guide your cultivation!"

Lucas blinked.

He didn’t know how precious the treasures before him truly were.

He didn’t understand what it meant for an ancient being’s first drop of heart’s blood to appear before him.

He didn’t understand the value of the mysterious scripture Victor had just given him.

But children sometimes understood things that adults overlooked.

Lucas could feel it.

Both treasures were extraordinary.

Even without understanding why, his instincts told him that they possessed immeasurable value.

Yet none of that mattered as much to him as Victor’s final words.

Personally guide his cultivation.

The little boy’s blue eyes immediately brightened.

A smile spread across his face.

"Thank you, Patriarch Grandpa!!"

His voice was filled with genuine happiness.

Then he clenched his tiny fists and looked up at Victor with unusual seriousness.

"Lucas will never—never disappoint you!"

Victor looked at him for a long moment.

The child’s determination was almost painfully sincere.

Seeing that understanding expression, Victor sighed inwardly.

This child had suffered too much.

Far more than someone his age ever should have.

From now on, he would be more lenient with him.

Perhaps this was the only way to make up for the childhood Lucas had lost.

Victor did not know it yet.

He had no idea what kind of monster he was about to raise.

From this day forward, the entire Sovereign Blessed Land—and eventually the countless realms beyond it—would come to grit their teeth whenever they heard one particular name.

Lucas.

The troublemaker personally raised by Victor Salvatore.

But that was a story for another day.

At this moment—

A familiar voice suddenly sounded inside Victor’s mind.

[Ding!! Legacy Investment successful! Reward obtained: Eternal Dragon Blood Pill!]

[Eternal Dragon Blood Pill: An immortal-grade great medicine. Upon consumption, the user’s pressure will manifest physically—gaining the power of slaughter!]

Victor’s eyebrows rose slightly.

Another notification followed almost immediately.

[Ding! Legacy Investment successful! Reward obtained: Ultimate Freedom Art!]

[Ultimate Freedom Art: An ancient immortal secret art—boundless freedom, limitless extremes. This art was born for battle. In combat, it constantly enhances all of the user’s Great Laws of World, and grants complete immunity to any attack received once!]

Then came the third.

[Ding! Legacy Investment successful! Reward obtained: Abyssal Styx Great Laws of World Scripture!]

[Abyssal Styx Great Laws of World Scripture: An ancient immortal divine art. Created by the ancient being Underworld River. Upon activation, it carves a mark upon the target’s soul—granting them power, but taking back double. Once the power is reclaimed, the target suffers unbearable agony.]

Three notifications chimed inside Victor’s mind in rapid succession.

No one else heard them.

No one else could.

The Eternal Legacy System existed only for Victor.

He silently opened the system backpack and examined the newly acquired rewards.

Truly worthy of a Black-quality Heavenly Mandate.

In less than half a day, Lucas had already yielded six rewards.

There had even been a family quest.

And this wasn’t the end.

Once Victor personally finished guiding the child’s cultivation, he would receive another hundred years of cultivation.

Victor’s lips curled slightly.

He had only cultivated for forty-odd years.

Adding another hundred years to that foundation...

His cultivation might very well reach Lunar Sovereign Great Perfection.

Perhaps—

He might even break through into the Solar Eclipse Realm.

At that thought, Victor’s golden eyes settled on Lucas again.

His gaze became noticeably warmer.

This child was becoming more valuable by the moment.

Soon afterward, Victor summoned a steward.

"Prepare a room for Lucas."

The steward immediately bowed.

"Yes, Patriarch."

Victor gave him a second instruction.

"Have it prepared here on Sovereign Peak."

The steward froze for half a heartbeat.

Sovereign Peak.

That was where Victor himself resided.

Very few members of the Salvatore Family had ever been permitted to enter this place, much less live here.

But the steward didn’t dare question the Patriarch’s command.

He quickly withdrew.

As he passed near Lucas, however, his footsteps slowed.

The pressure coming naturally from the little boy’s body made the steward’s heart tremble.

He immediately looked back.

Lucas was only a child.

Yet the invisible pressure around him was already extraordinary.

The steward swallowed quietly.

This child had displayed such terrifying potential at such a young age.

And now he was being housed on Sovereign Peak.

A privilege normally reserved for the Patriarch himself.

Could it be...

The steward’s eyes flickered.

His mind began racing.

He didn’t dare finish the thought.

But rumors had a strange way of moving faster than truth.

Within only a few days, word spread throughout the Sovereign Blessed Land.

A prodigy had appeared on Sovereign Peak.

And he was living there directly.

Somebody whispered that the child possessed an extraordinary bloodline.

Another claimed that the Patriarch had personally taken a liking to him.

Then someone else lowered their voice and offered the most shocking explanation of all.

The boy was rumored to be...

The Patriarch’s descendant!!

The entire Salvatore Family was shaken.

Conversations erupted everywhere.

In courtyards.