The Strongest Talent Tree

Chapter 68: Chapter 66: Bloodline Planet

Feng Hao had heard the term "Tracing Ancestry" many times recently, so he had made a point to research it.

According to numerous books and records, the entire universe suffered a great catastrophe hundreds of millions of years ago. The living beings of the Inner Star Realm were devastated. All the major races formed a united front to resist an invasion of fiends from beyond the realm, eventually managing to repel them. The whole calamity lasted for nearly ten thousand years.

Due to its strategic position in the Star Realm, the Ancient Cang Realm became a military stronghold at that time, gathering heroic Warriors from countless planets. Nearly ten thousand years of grueling warfare transformed the Ancient Cang Realm into a unique planet where the bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Races merged.

Of course, there were many other planets like the Ancient Cang Realm. Bloodline Planets existed on all the borders of the Fifth Ring Star Realm.

These Bloodline Planets contained the elite bloodlines of countless races. Although hundreds of millions of years of fusion had made these bloodlines hopelessly complex, there were always some Mages who awakened special bloodlines.

Therefore, every six years, many races from the Inner Ring Star Realm would dispatch Envoys to search for descendants of their bloodlines.

And for the Mages of the Ancient Cang Realm, this act of searching for the source of one’s bloodline was called "Tracing Ancestry."

Tracing Ancestry was of great significance to Mages, especially for those who had awakened a bloodline talent. Only by traveling to the race of their bloodline’s origin could they find a suitable cultivation method and further develop their own bloodline abilities.

Of course, one didn’t necessarily have to awaken their bloodline to Trace their Ancestry. The Bloodline Envoys had special detection methods, and as long as one’s bloodline concentration met the standard, they could go to their bloodline’s origin for advanced training.

It was even better if one awakened their bloodline beforehand. They just needed to find the corresponding bloodline race, and they would be accepted more easily!

This raised a persistent question in Feng Hao’s mind regarding his own bloodline talent, "Black Eyes."

Logically, as a Transmigrator from Earth, he shouldn’t have any connection to the Mage World. Yet, he had awakened his bloodline at the First-Order, and its concentration was abnormally high. It didn’t make any sense.

Moreover, the Old City Lord had said he’d seen a similar bloodline before. This meant that "Black Eyes" had a source bloodline in the Mage World.

This only made Feng Hao more confused.

’Could the Mage World be connected to Earth somehow? Or maybe it’s related to that game called *Mage*?’

A torrent of speculation left Feng Hao bewildered.

’If that’s really the case, then my transmigration... oh, no, my *teleportation* here was definitely not a coincidence. Who is pulling the strings behind all of this? Was it that phantom I saw when I awakened my bloodline, or someone else entirely?’

...

The Magic Energy Flying Vehicle traveled smoothly onward.

Inside the carriage, Feng Hao’s mind was racing. It took him a long moment to snap out of it and resume his questions for West Moon Ridge. "Don’t the people who leave to Trace their Ancestry ever think about coming back?"

"Of course they want to come back, but making the return trip is extremely difficult. Almost no one can bear the cost. Take me, for example. If it weren’t for a special mission assigned by the Palace Master, I would’ve never had the chance to return," West Moon Ridge said with a bitter smile.

"Why is that? If you can get out, why can’t you get back in?" Feng Hao couldn’t understand.

West Moon Ridge looked up at the sky and sighed. "There’s no way around it. Because of that ancient catastrophe, all the stronghold planets have special prohibitions on them. It’s easy to leave but difficult to enter. Even the major powers searching for bloodline descendants are only willing to come once every six years."

"I see." Feng Hao nodded in understanding, finally grasping the reason why.

"You don’t need to be in a hurry. There are still four years until the next Tracing Ancestry Grand Ceremony. With your bloodline concentration, you’ll definitely have no problem then," West Moon Ridge said with a soft chuckle.

Feng Hao nodded, speechless, and couldn’t help but frown.

’To be honest, I’m not really interested in Tracing my Ancestry. I’m from Earth, after all. Isn’t the source of my bloodline right there on Earth?’

However, after a series of speculations with chilling implications, he couldn’t help but be curious. If he could really find the bloodline source of his "Black Eyes," he might be able to solve some mysteries.

"By the way, you mentioned earlier that you came back for a special mission. Can you tell me what it is?" Feng Hao asked.

West Moon Ridge shook her head with a wry smile. "I’m not too clear on the specifics myself. I only know that I have to find someone named Jiutu."

"Uh... just to find one person?" Feng Hao was stunned.

West Moon Ridge nodded helplessly. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and turned back to say, "Right, according to the information the Palace Master gave me, this person seems to have some connection to the Thief God Hall. If you can, please help me keep an eye out."

"No problem," Feng Hao agreed readily.

As they were speaking, Xiyue Frost finished her cultivation. Her beautiful eyes slowly opened, and a trace of joy appeared on her usually impassive face.

Seeing Xiyue Frost awaken, Feng Hao subconsciously wanted to scan her with his Crystal Eye.

Xiyue Frost naturally sensed Feng Hao’s prying gaze. A hint of displeasure crossed her face, but after a long silence, she lowered her Divine Sense block.

At the same time, Feng Hao quickly received Xiyue Frost’s data:

Gene Level: 36

Qi Blood: 30,972 (4,572)

Vitality: 216 (36)

Strength: 1,965 (221)

Defense: 1,136 (128)

Speed: 728 (156)

Attack Speed: 302 (144)

He hadn’t thought much of it, but one look left him shocked. During their assessment battle, Feng Hao had scanned Xiyue Frost’s gene data before.

He hadn’t seen her Speed and Attack Speed stats back then. Now that he saw them, they were simply terrifying. No wonder she wanted to enter the academy in first place. With her current attributes, she could demolish any of the new students.

"Leveling up really makes a difference. How about we spar when we get the chance?" Feng Hao asked, looking up.

"I’d be happy to oblige," Xiyue Frost replied proudly, a fervent battle intent flickering in her eyes. In fact, even if Feng Hao hadn’t suggested it, she would have found an opportunity to challenge him herself.

Hearing their conversation from the front, West Moon Ridge pursed her lips and smiled. "Xiaoshuang might not necessarily lose to you now, you know."

"The uncertainty is what makes it exciting. It’s no fun if it’s just a one-sided beatdown," Feng Hao retorted.

"Sparring now wouldn’t be fair. We’ll fight after you advance to the Third-Order and have fused Spirit Essences into all your equipment," Xiyue Frost said thoughtfully.

Feng Hao grinned. "No need, no need. The gap between us now is what will make it interesting."

"Are you looking down on me?" Xiyue Frost asked, her brows furrowing.

"Alright, alright, fine. We’ll fight after I’m fully equipped," Feng Hao said, reluctantly changing his tune.

’Seriously, this woman... Fighting now is giving her a chance to win. Once I’m fully equipped and at the Third-Order, will she even stand a chance? Even if you’re proud, you have to be realistic about the situation, right?’

’If it were Yao Girl, she would’ve jumped at the chance to fight me with her level advantage, and she’d find all sorts of ways to press that advantage, too.’

’It all leads to one conclusion: these two are definitely not blood sisters. Judging by the personality that old scoundrel Xiyue Peak has shown, Xi Yueyao is definitely his biological daughter. As for the Xiyue Frost in front of me, she was probably adopted.’

"We’re about to fly out of the Divine Seal Mountain Range. We’ll rest for the night in Ancient Yang City and continue our journey tomorrow," West Moon Ridge reminded them.

"How far are we from Five States City?" Feng Hao asked.

"If we leave from Ancient Yang City tomorrow morning, we can get there before nightfall."

Feng Hao nodded, understanding. Feeling the vehicle gradually slow down, he couldn’t help but look out the window. He could faintly make out the silhouette of a city in the distance. That must be the Ancient Yang City West Moon Ridge had mentioned.

Just then, Chief Black Cat, who had been sleeping like a log the entire trip, suddenly woke up with a start. He shook his black fur, leaped directly onto Feng Hao’s shoulder, and began to leisurely gaze into the distance.

"Oh, come on. You wake up just as we’re about to land," Feng Hao said irritably.

Chief Black Cat ignored him, let out a yawn, and continued to watch the scenery outside on his own.

Feng Hao was speechless. ’Damn it, this cat is just toxic—even more so than Yao Girl!’

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