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Chapter 1193 Sons

The migrating caravan heading south...

Zhou Ti was still practicing diligently in silence. He was getting old and had many secrets, so he had no choice but to avoid Xiao Qi Shi and travel alone in the carriage.

Besides practicing the Zhou family's all-out attack fist technique, he would also study prayer inscriptions and the memories passed down by his 'master' late at night when no one was around, making sure he did both without neglecting either.

He also knew that although the profound skills taught by the mysterious master were powerful, they could not be used as a foundation.

After all, he is Zhou Daqian's son, and he should excel in the Zhou family boxing style.

It was late at night, and he tapped his fingers in the air, tracing the lines of seal script. The essential meanings of the two seal scripts echoed in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

His 'master' was unaware that the seal script '祁' originated from a bloodline atavism. Although no one had guided him, through his efforts, he had already elevated it to a level comparable to the seal script '祷'.

Suddenly, Zhou Ti heard an echo in his ear, "Listen, listen, listen..."

When he tried to concentrate, the room was empty and quiet, with no sound at all.

I initially thought it was a hallucination and continued studying the seal script, but that faint, elusive sound reappeared.

"Listen, listen, listen..."

Zhou paused, then continued, repeating this more than ten times, finally unable to contain his anger any longer, "What are you yelling about? I'm right here, say what you want to say!"

A maid's voice called out from outside the carriage, "Young master, would you like some hot soup?"

Zhou Ti said irritably, "I don't want anything, just go to sleep!"

The maid's voice was mumbled indistinct, and she fell silent after a few mumbled words.

Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and continued to study the seal script character for "prayer". Suddenly, he accidentally put the two characters together, which was not a big deal.

Combining words in seal script is not something that can be done by forcibly piecing them together; it requires a profound mastery of seal script. Even at the peak of the Golden Immortal Path, only the top figures of various organizations possessed such abilities.

He had only been in contact with it for a short time and naturally did not have the ability, but his unintentional action suddenly caused a strange change.

A voice suddenly rang in my ears, "What dynasty is this? Which monarch is it?"

Zhou Ti: ...

"You prayed, I listened, and after responding, you fell silent, kid!"

Suppressing his fear, Zhou Ti carefully searched for the source of the sound, only to discover with horror that it originated from the depths of his own mind—the very sound that had seemed like a hallucination.

He tried asking, "Who are you?"

"Answer my question first!"

"The current ruler is... Lian Feihong, the...th... ruler, a tyrannical and incompetent good-for-nothing!"

Zhou Tishen resented the feudal lord for betraying his father after using him, and thus mixed his own agenda into the introduction.

The voice, however, was not fooled. "Your family has a grudge against a feudal lord, huh? Interesting. What is the title of the current Martial Saint?"

"There is no Martial Saint!"

Upon hearing Zhou Ti's reply, the voice suddenly rose, "What do you mean, 'How can the world be without a Martial Saint? Wouldn't that lead to chaos?'"

"It is somewhat chaotic, but not a great chaos. My father is one of the most outstanding figures in the world. Not long ago, he slew the calamity demon and saved a blood locust plague that would spread across several states."

Zhou Ti couldn't help but feel a little proud when he mentioned his father.

"It's just a demon, everyone's killed one. It's your father who's really awesome to kill the Demon Queen!"

The voice was still puzzled. "How can there be no Martial Saint?" Zhou Ti saw him belittling his father and said irritably, "Since the passing of Martial Saint Shen Qian, no Martial Saint has appeared in the world, and this has continued to this day. Therefore, Martial Saint Shen Qian is also known as... the Last Martial Saint."

"what!"

The voice seemed extremely shocked, "But... I am Shen Qian Martial Saint!"

Meanwhile, in the northward-bound group, Zhou Xin felt a burning sensation in his chest, the source of which was surprisingly that raw ore, causing a violent flare-up in the middle of the night.

It was scalding hot, like a branding iron sinking into the flesh, burning with billowing white smoke.

He was about to ask for help when suddenly the ore cracked open, the outer shell turned into powder and fell away, revealing a piece of jade inside.

The jade, filled with endless light, suddenly entered his chest, bringing boundless power and a vast amount of information.

It turns out that the jade stone encased in the raw ore was actually a piece of flesh belonging to a former martial saint.

The Martial Saint possesses an immortal body and can be reborn from a drop of blood. In layman's terms, every piece of biological tissue carries all biological information, including strength and memories.

Due to some unforeseen event, this piece of flesh was sealed inside a stone shell, and out of self-preservation instinct, it chose to remain dormant to reduce energy consumption.

It was precisely Zhou You who used the Great Thousand Seal to tear apart space, using the power of the upgraded Great Thousand to open a gap, activating the long-dormant ore, breaking through its outer shell to find the nearest living entity to attach to.

Zhou Xin received an incredible opportunity, acquiring the legacy of a Martial Saint, and his originally above-average aptitude instantly transformed.

But after learning the truth, his face darkened. "My blood and flesh are a gift from my parents. How can I merge with the blood and flesh of others and pollute my own bloodline? Absolutely not!"

He drew his dagger, ready to cut away the piece of flesh from his chest.

Unexpectedly, the flesh left behind by the Martial Saint was quite miraculous, possessing the ability to automatically protect its master once integrated.

The dagger was incredibly tough; even with Zhou Xin's level of skill, he couldn't pierce it.

He suddenly received the flesh of the Martial Saint and integrated it into his body. The first thing that increased was his defense, which far exceeded his own level. This resulted in his attack power not being able to keep up with his defense.

An awkward situation arose: even if he wanted to commit suicide, he couldn't succeed.

"Damn it, so what if he's a Martial Saint? He's stealing my body."

Zhou Xin roared, "I have an elder brother who is skilled in alchemy. I will ask him to refine a Blood Transformation Pill to completely dissolve your monstrous flesh and blood!"

He was resolute and true to his word, and was unmoved by any great benefit.

Seeing this, the remains of the Martial Saint had no choice but to reveal his final secret.

It turns out that this piece of meat did not contain any remnants of the Martial Saint's will, but was a refined and pure energy body.

Even if Zhou Ti merges with this piece of flesh, it will not affect the purity of his bloodline.

He was young and ignorant. If it were Zhou You, he would know that once you reach the level of a Martial Saint, your physical body has evolved into an energy body, and all the characteristics of a living being have disappeared.

This is also why it is difficult for a martial saint to leave behind biological offspring.

Those guys from the Human Race Cult who claim to be descendants of the Martial Saint, including Dongfang Daqian, are either descendants of the Martial Saint before he ascended the throne, or they are descendants of bloodlines artificially created by the Human Race Cult through experimentation.

"If that's the case, I'll allow you to stay!"

After learning the inside story, Zhou Xin breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most proud of was his family bloodline; his father, Zhou You, was one of the most outstanding heroes in the world.

He grew up in the North and had heard that the strongest person in the world was Zhenbei Ge. However, he later learned that his father was a peerless expert on the same level as Zhenbei Ge.

This shock instantly transformed into boundless admiration for Zhou You, and it also made Zhou Xin even more convinced that his father, Zhou You, could definitely become the first person to ascend to the Martial Saint realm since the Martial Saint lineage was broken.

(End of this chapter)