Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Since the core of Heavenly Obsession Civilization couldn't decipher the Sanskrit words on the seventeenth stone tablet, they had no choice but to leave it to the Monkey Masters.

Although there was little hope, Zen still decided to take the stone tablet to them to ask.

Upon receiving the stone tablet from Zen, Tearrag didn't show any impatience. He looked it over for a bit before declaring, "These are not Sanskrit words."

"Not Sanskrit words?" Zen echoed, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Earlier, the records on the stone tablets Zen read were all written in Sanskrit. Could there possibly be another language in the Four Spirits Sect?

Tearrag held up the stone tablet. "It's a Blood-controlling Method," he said. "Look at these curved lines. Don't you think they look like a monkey?"

Zen, the real Primeval Lord of Heaven and the real Snake Goddess all turned their gazes to the stone tablet to study it once more.

Now that Tearrag pointed it out, they could vaguely make out a figure.

Although these lines were messy, they were actually very similar to the meridians in one's body.

"I think it looks more like a human..." the Primeval Lord of Heaven couldn't help but speak up.

"Monkey!" Tearrag snapped decisively, casting him a glare.

One of the reasons why the Human Spirit Sect and the Monkey Spirit Sect were very close to each other was that their bodies were similar in form.

Thus, if the human spirits could use the methods created by Kincaid, the monkey spirits wouldn't have any problem performing the same. However, it was a different story for the bird and snake spirits.

"How does one use this Blood-controlling Method?" Zen cleared his throat.

"Just operate according to the meridians on the pattern. These four pictures are four small circulations, and they form one big circulation..." As Tearrag spoke, his fingers were tracing the lines on the stone tablet. Suddenly, his expression changed. "This operation method is so strange. Does this really have anything to do with the ancestry-level bloodline?"

In fact, the Blood-controlling Method created by Kincaid was no secret in the Four Spirits Sect. However, the Monkey Masters had no interest in matters outside their sect. While they had great talent in cultivation, they only really cared about the methods they could make use of.

If one couldn't merge with the ancestry-level bloodline, the Blood-controlling Method was deemed useless to them, so the Monkey Masters didn't concern themselves with it.

However, what appeared to be a useless waste to the Monkey Masters turned out to be extremely important to Zen. Talk about one man's trash being another one's treasure!

The real Snake Goddess suddenly spoke up. "Back then, when no one could absorb the ancestry-level bloodline, what was the point of creating this Blood-controlling Method?"

from the Human Spirit Sect had asked us to collect all kinds of materials to make puppets. The Blood-controlling Method wasn't used on living

Spirit Sect had used all the methods they could

things, after all. So the Blood-controlling Method didn't

he shifted his gaze towards

his hands and said excitedly, "Since this Blood-controlling Method didn't work on puppets, how

had crossed the minds of Zen, the Primeval

it now..."

miracles that happened to Zen's body were thanks to the ancestry-level bloodline.

own. If

the Monkey Spirit King was hoping Zen would find

and closed his eyes to concentrate. Then, an invisible force lifted the

tried various ways to control the ancestry-level bloodline, but none of them worked. After

mind as he envisioned the pattern of meridians in the

shoulder and terminated in

meridians, he manipulated his blood to flow along the pattern.

ancestry-level bloodline followed meekly. The ancestry-level bloodline was like a docile kitten as

the real Primeval Lord of Heaven, the real Snake Goddess, and Tearrag, who

and obedient now, but they all knew that things could

lines contained rules

his blood, Zen quietly marveled

able to explore it bit by bit as he slowly took control of it. And it would not be

drawn these lines. What kind of talent it required to enable him to

quarter of an hour later, Zen carefully neared

he suddenly felt a chill rushing up from his meridians.

felt something

thing was a square, with a simple rune wrapped in the middle. The rune

"What's this?"

like Sanskrit, neither did it look like

far, it seemed as though Zen had never come across such

small circulation

to shrug it off and proceeded to cultivate the

quarter of an hour later, Zen finished the second