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Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 295 - 125: Five Sources and Nine Ancestors True Self, Four Lotus Family Innate Blood
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After a few more days, Li Yuan submitted the subsequent information to Gu Xuejian’s desk. With the intention of currying favor, he also thoughtfully brought her several jars of Baihua Winery’s exclusive fine wine, along with some snacks such as fried peanuts and beef.
Gu Xuejian spent a night reading it, and a few days later, suddenly left again.
This time, the commotion was significant; Gu Xuejian did not return, and Li Yuan guessed it had something to do with her.
The locals, even the miscellaneous task workers at Ningyu Commerce Association, claimed that they saw someone fighting in the sky above a place called Ganyuan County.
Clouds changed color, the wind raged wildly, and an astonishing sight of massive rootless vines appeared in the sky. The vines gleamed with an intense green light, even causing the sunlight to turn green...
Meanwhile, burning petals danced frenziedly at heights impossible for petals to reach...
Afterward, a meteor fell from the sky, striking the ground and leaving a deep crater.
This time, Gu Xuejian left for a long while.
She returned in deep winter, during the twelfth moon, when the snow was majestic.
One person, one sword.
The person clothed in white, the sword was Cyan Sword.
Her eyes blazed like the scorching sun, snow around her melted into white vapor, dissipating in waves, creating a small domain of mist, making her appear like an immortal walking amidst the fog.
"Wine."
This was the first and last word Gu Xuejian said upon seeing Li Yuan.
Li Yuan could tell she was injured, but he did not ask.
For the next few days, Gu Xuejian began to recuperate.
Perhaps Li Yuan’s straightforwardness intrigued her or perhaps she found her time living here quite pleasant.
On a day when the snow fell heavily again, she decided to visit Li Yuan’s offspring in the inner residence.
"Ha!"
"Ha!"
Though Xiao Ping’an was seven years old by virtual age, he wielded a wooden blade beside the windy snowy corridor with precision.
Li Yuan had not taught him any cultivation skills because the child’s blood energy was insufficient, and it was not yet the time for cultivation.
Because Gu Xuejian was always either in the inner or outer yards, Xiao Ping’an did not recognize her. He glanced in her direction while practicing with the blade.
Once he finished, he ran over, stood proudly in front of Gu Xuejian, and said, "I am the world’s number one blade, who are you?"
Gu Xuejian intended to respond but suddenly paused.
For, simply by looking at the child, she felt a strange sensation deep within.
The closer she got, the stronger this sensation became...
It was a feeling of shared origin.
Yet, she only felt such shared origin with those of Sixth Grade Perfection within her sect.
But this boy, let alone Sixth Grade, was not even a Martial Artist.
Where did this sensation come from?
She propped her chin, curious, staring at the boy.
Li Yuan, upon hearing this, solemnly said from the side, "Ping’an, do not be rude."
With a glowing gaze, Xiao Ping’an suddenly realized and exclaimed, "Oh~~~ it’s a mother! Dad, you’ve finally found me a mother."
He spoke quickly and clearly. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Li Yuan wanted to stop him but was too late, so he dashed forward, three steps in two, grabbed his son by the waist, preparing for a ’father-son solo match.’
This match was necessary, especially in Gu Xuejian’s presence, to perhaps vent any grievance she may have.
A mother, a mother, who told this child about such things?
He pondered briefly and recalled his adopted daughter’s long-ago mention of wanting to be Niannian’s mother.
Li Yuan felt speechless.
Meanwhile, although Xiao Ping’an was wedged between an arm, he appeared unbothered, displaying an air of ’a dead pig isn’t afraid of boiling water,’ with contemptuous expressions and disdainful words, "Dad, I am different from before. Go ahead, hit me if you can. Today, I’ll cry just once and won’t be the world’s number one blade."
Li Yuan smiled apologetically at the Vice Hall Master of the Divine Wood Hall behind him and said, "Senior Gu, pardon my mischievous child for making a fool of himself."
Gu Xuejian said, "Mr. Li, don’t hit him yet. I... want to see this child."
Li Yuan paused, but still set his son down.
Gu Xuejian beckoned Xiao Ping’an.
Xiao Ping’an looked at this woman, wondering whether she was his mother, and walked over.
For some reason, he felt a subtle closeness to this woman.
A closeness that was inexplicable.
Gu Xuejian held Xiao Ping’an’s hand, quietly observing the boy, suddenly saying, "Mr. Li, to be frank, although I am Yan Mu’s senior, I am his fellow disciple senior.
This child may have a connection with our Divine Wood Hall. I want to... test it."
Li Yuan hesitated and asked, "Test what?"
Gu Xuejian replied, "I suspect he might possess Shadow Blood from our Divine Wood Hall."
Li Yuan glanced at the ’0~1’ hovering above his son’s head and said, "That seems unlikely, Ping’an hasn’t practiced any cultivation skills yet."
Gu Xuejian replied, "Then it might be Innate Shadow Blood."
"Innate Shadow Blood?"
"Yes... it’s extremely rare but not unheard of.
Some darlings of the heavens would possess Shadow Blood within the womb.
This Shadow Blood is initially dormant, but if cultivated with a compatible skill, the progress would be incredibly rapid.
Conversely, they would be unable to cultivate any other skills...
If he truly possesses Innate Shadow Blood from our Divine Wood Hall..."
Gu Xuejian’s expression changed, feeling somewhat incredulous.
Li Yuan asked, "How to test?"
Gu Xuejian replied, "I will infuse a strand of blood into his body; if compatible, they will merge, if not, they will repel. Shadow Blood and Shadow Blood are inherently exclusive unless they are of the same type. Testing thus will clarify.
I assure you, there will be no problem."
Li Yuan looked worriedly at his son.
But Xiao Ping’an said, "Come, come!"
Gu Xuejian: ???
Li Yuan quickly explained, "He means come."
Gu Xuejian nodded, said no more, spun her finger slightly, and then pressed it on the boy’s tender wrist.
She closed her eyes, sensed, and a red gleam seeped from her skin and infiltrated through the child’s imperceptible pores.







