82: Chapter 81 Bloodline Origin

The goat-bearded old man stood before the window, hands behind his back, looking toward the northern horizon.

"Contact the Old Ancestor."

This sentence caused everyone's spines to stiffen simultaneously.

The Zhang family's Old Ancestor, Zhang Daoxuan.

An Eighth-Rank peak powerhouse.

He had been stationed at the Otherworld Battlefield for many years and was the Zhang family's true pillar of support.

They dared not disturb the Old Ancestor lightly.

But now, there was no other choice.

Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and took out a pitch-black communication formation disc, covered in ancient runes, from his storage ring.

He injected mana.

The runes lit up.

The connection process was long.

After waiting for a full three minutes, the formation disc emitted a harsh, screeching spatial noise.

Then—a hoarse and irritable voice came from the formation!

"You had better have a matter of extreme urgency!!"

The sound waves carried immense killing intent, cracking the surface of the communication disc and shattering all the teacups on the hall floor.

Everyone's heart sank simultaneously.

The Old Ancestor's state... was clearly wrong.

Zhang Wei bit the bullet and spoke:

"Old Ancestor, something major has happened to the family, and the Alliance—"

"The Alliance?!"

Zhang Daoxuan's voice rose sharply, filled with gnashing, furious rage.

"You are mentioning the Alliance to me now?!"

"That madman Jiang You is chasing me all over the Otherworld Battlefield!!"

Even among Eighth-Rank peak powerhouses, there were differences in strength. Alliance Leader Jiang You was a top-tier powerhouse among the Eighth-Rank, while Zhang Daoxuan was merely an ordinary Eighth-Rank.

It was no exaggeration to say that one Jiang You could easily defeat ten Zhang Daoxuans.

Now that he was targeted by Jiang You, the pressure was immense!

The expressions of everyone in the hall froze.

Jiang You was the real name of the Alliance Leader.

His true self... was hunting the Old Ancestor in the Otherworld Battlefield?

"Old Ancestor, this..."

Zhang Wei's voice began to waver.

A cold laugh came from the formation disc.

"A day ago, I was still clearing out alien nests on the fourth layer of the Otherworld Battlefield."

"As a result, Jiang You suddenly rushed out from the void and smashed a giant hammer into my face without saying a word!"

"He didn't say anything and just went for the kill!"

Zhang Daoxuan's voice grew louder, and the cracks on the formation disc became denser.

"I've been chased by him for a day and a night! I've been running like a dog under his hand!!"

"Now I'm hiding in an underground mine on the second layer of the Otherworld Battlefield, not daring to move an inch!!"

"What the hell have you people done?!?"

The final roar shattered the formation disc directly.

The hall was deathly silent.

Zhang Wei's face had lost all color.

The goat-bearded old man took out a spare formation disc and reconnected after injecting mana.

This time, Zhang Daoxuan did not roar.

After a dozen seconds of silence, a voice of extreme exhaustion came out.

"Speak, what exactly happened."

Zhang Wei explained the situation from beginning to end.

From Su Xiaoli awakening the Kings Selection class, to Lin Mo's Blocking Talent, to the total annihilation of the Night Owl Squad, to the Tianfu University incident, and the death of Zhang Hengyuan.

And then, the Alliance cutting off cooperation, as well as—

Lin Mo using one hour to craft perfect-quality equipment and potions that exceeded the Zhang family's half-month production capacity.

The formation disc remained silent for a long time.

Then Zhang Daoxuan spoke.

"If it is truly as you say, then this kid's value is immeasurable."

His eyes were filled with a very dangerous, greedy gaze.

"I want this person. You must capture him alive and bring him to me."

Zhang Wei was stunned.

"Alive."

Zhang Daoxuan repeated, "Not a single hair can be missing."

"Old Ancestor, he is currently in the Alliance's Core City. Who can touch him?"

Zhang Daoxuan interrupted him, "Stop using those stupid methods of yours."

Zhang Daoxuan did some mental calculations.

"Interesting..."

Zhang Daoxuan suddenly said in a low voice.

"Lin Mo... Lin..."

Another silence.

"Go find the Lin family."

These three words left everyone in the hall stunned.

The Lin family? Which Lin family?

"The Shangyang Lin family."

Zhang Daoxuan's voice became profound, "The bloodline in that kid has some origins with the Shangyang Lin family's bloodline."

"Old Ancestor, are you sure?"

"The Shangyang Lin family also seemed to have participated in the hunt for Lin Mo in the dungeon last time..."

The goat-bearded old man frowned.

"Idiots."

Zhang Daoxuan said coldly, "I didn't tell you to take him there to acknowledge his relatives."

"Do you know what a Bloodline Secret Technique is?"

...

Meanwhile.

Core City, Tianfu University.

The lights in the training room had been on for three days and three nights.

The school had specially opened an S-class exclusive training room for Lin Mo.

Soundproof, shockproof, independent power supply—any training equipment or materials he wanted could be reported to logistics and delivered within half an hour.

The scene in the training room at this moment would absolutely stun anyone who saw it.

Lin Mo was lying down, fast asleep.

A dozen people next to him each held a specialized, ultra-high-speed angle grinder.

Buzzing as they ground against Lin Mo's body...

Sparks flew everywhere.

For three days, Lin Mo had put in a great deal of effort and sweat every day.

Under his 24-hour non-stop efforts every day, his skill levels had soared!

Magic Armor: Level 320,000.

Berserk: Level 1,284.

Life Spring: Level 23,000.

All attributes +23,000, extra HP +2.3 million.

Body of the War God: Level 4,020 (stacking layers maxed out).

The numbers on his panel had reached a level that would make anyone dizzy just looking at them.

Waking up at noon, Lin Mo finally roused.

After reading some web novels for a while out of boredom, he waved his hand to let the sweaty sparring partners stop.

Su Xiaoli had gone into a dungeon to level up again.

Lin Mo had to silently cultivate hard on his own.

He looked at the two new skills he had learned after his second advancement.

[Charge (Level 1)]

[Effect: Instantly increases speed by 50%, Charges at the target, dealing 100% attack damage upon impact, and stunning the target for 1 second.]

[Each level increases speed by 1% and attack multiplier by 5%]

[Cooldown: 10 seconds.]

[Consumption: 30 Mana]

[War Cry (Level 1)]

[Effect: Deals 50% attack damage in an area of effect, causing targets within 100 meters to be feared for 1 second.]

[Each level increases range by 1 meter and attack multiplier by 2%]

[Cooldown: 1 minute]

[Consumption: 300 Mana]

"What garbage skills..."

Lin Mo was truly speechless.

Charge was barely okay, but that War Cry had a full 1-minute cooldown.

How could he grind that?

It wasn't even as good as the Double Jump he had learned before.

[Double Jump (Level 1): Can jump once more in mid-air. (Each level increases jump speed by 2%)]

[Consumption: 10 Mana]

[Cooldown: None]

Low consumption and no cooldown, though he had never practiced it once.

Mainly because it wasn't useful; he could grow wings directly now, so why jump?

However, after knowing that he could awaken a Domain after level 1000, Lin Mo's mindset began to change quietly.

Although the skills were trash, the Domain would surely be useful, right?

Just as Lin Mo was thinking about how to put in sweat to practice skills effortlessly, Qin Lan's call came in.

"Lin Mo, do you know about your origins?"