Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Ryu took a step forward and grabbed his wife’s waist. Her walls seemed to break down as she started to sob uncomfortably, her tears staining his chest.

“What’s all the tears for? You really didn’t believe in your husband?”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

These seemed to be the only coherent words that Ailsa could get out no matter how hard she tried. It was like the weight of the world was lodged in her throat, and regardless of how she tried, nothing seemed to be working properly.

The more of Ryu’s gentle touch she felt, the more walls seemed to break down, and one after another, years of repressed tears, sadness, and grievance came pouring out one after another.

Maybe in the history of Existence, no one had ever seen such a powerful Dao God cry. Even more shocking than that, no one had ever seen one cry in the arms of a Quasi Lord.

And yet, somehow, they found themselves feeling as though it was right or natural in some odd way that they couldn’t describe even if they wanted to.

Ryu forgot about the world and the danger around him, gently cupping his wife’s cheek and kissing her pink lips.

Ailsa melted, her tears falling in a silent rain as she puckered to meet his lips. But the quivering of those two soft budding rose petals was enough to make even the manliest of men’s hearts break.

She seemed more like a nervous schoolgirl trying to prepare for her first kiss, taken off guard and yet more than willing.

When she finally felt Ryu’s warmth mix with her own, it felt like something she had longed for, for so long had finally returned to her in a way that only felt natural.

Ryu pulled back almost too soon for her. She chased after his lips again, but the gentle stroke of his thumb across her cheek awakened her to the fact that he wasn’t escaping anywhere.

He was right here. He had always been right here. He had always been her rock… she had just not been able to see him for a while.

“Never apologize to me again,” Ryu said sternly.

Ailsa’s eyes trembled, but then she softly nodded, nestling her head into his chest. She had the power to shatter the world with a casual palm, and yet right now she felt safer than she ever had before.

Ryu swept his wife into his arms and then took a step high into the skies. Her fluttering dress did nothing to cool his momentum.

With a casual sweep of his gaze, his eyes landed on Solara’s grandfather.

“I won’t be killing your granddaughter, that would be far too easy. So if you want, you can attack me now. I won’t use her as a hostage.”

The old man’s lips were still drizzling with blood. There was a fierceness in his eyes right now, especially every time he thought of his granddaughter. But no matter how hard that half of him pushed, he continued to stand in place.

There was too much riding on this, too much at stake, too much they had all given up to be right here.

Ryu sneered. “I’ve always hated pathetic excuses for men like you the most. Recently, I’ve learned of why Primus acts the way he does, but I think that makes me want to kill him even more now than ever before.

“A man who’s incapable of protecting all that is his is unworthy to be a man. I’ll tell you all this very clearly… my women aren’t the sort of people you can afford to offend, my Tatsuya Clan isn’t the sort of enemy you want to make, and I, Ryu Tatsuya, will stand at the peak of the martial world.

“I know that you’re all already scrying the Fates, trying to decide when I’ll be most vulnerable for an attack. You’ve realized that my momentum is too strong right now, so you’ll pivot, probably thinking to target my coming Tribulation instead. Then you’ll realize that won’t be enough because it’ll put you all in too much danger. You wouldn’t want to come to a battlefield under my control again, now would you?

“So what will you do? Target the birth of my son instead? Yes, that sounds like something cowardly rats will do.”

Ryu’s smile became wider and yet more dangerous. Dripping with a killing intent that made the skies heavy and the earth waver, he looked down from on high.

“You’re all very welcome to come and try. I, however… am not Primus. I do not forget my blood. I do not have limits. I am Ryu Tatsuya.”

Ryu vanished from the spot, his Title burning so bright on the Stele that many seemed to forget that there was a Title that now sat above it.

The world fell into silence, but they all knew that there wasn’t a single word that Ryu had said that would prove to be false.

But they also knew that he had to die.

What were all of these powers scrambling for? Wasn’t it all the same thing the Phoenix Sky God wanted?

Power.

They all wanted to peek beyond that veil, to see what stood beyond Dao God, to strip themselves free of the floundering Heavens that seemed to forsake everything else for the sake of progress… and yet seemingly refused to allow anyone to step beyond Dao God.

It was what the Corpse Poison Cult wanted… it was what the Ruin Master Guild wanted… it was what the Heavenly Court wanted… it was what the Martial Gods wanted…

And today, Ryu had displayed a talent that broke their minds, a comprehension ability that was beyond the realms of reason, a path that just might carry with it a chance for them to peek beyond what the Heavens had in store for them.

They had to have it.

Once again, the world seemed to want the Mysteries of Heaven and Earth Pupils to fall to their palms…

Maybe history just might repeat itself and the number one Heavenly Pupils would disappear for yet another era.

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