Morning arrived on a soft breeze. The sky was overcast, the sunlight muted, as if the day were holding its breath.0

Inside a wooden house within a certain courtyard of Wuji Manor, Lin Zheyu was trying to sense that faint trace of golden blood qi with keen interest.0

Is a transformation about to occur? Could the true limit be all the blood qi in the body transforming into a golden color?0

He could sense that within this faint golden blood qi was an extremely terrifying energy, far more fearsome than ordinary blood qi. If one day all the blood qi in his body were to transform into gold color, then even without following the traditional path of martial cultivation, he would be unprecedentedly powerful. There was originally no road in the world. When many people walked the same path, it became a road. This was something a great figure from a previous life had once said.0

Lin Zheyu deeply agreed. He was currently walking such a distinct martial cultivation path. If he could truly make it work, he would become incomparably powerful, and perhaps even capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with Grandmaster realm martial artists...0