Divine King of Honour Chapter 2 Supreme Bloodline

"Where am I?"

Xu Nian regained consciousness and realized he was sprawled inside a massive bronze tripod.

This tripod measured roughly two meters across, brimming with liquid where assorted herbs and precious beast bones drifted on top.

Right then, the herbal broth bubbled fiercely with scorching heat, nearly causing Xu Nian to black out once more.

"What's happening? Have demons caught me to boil me alive?"

Xu Nian recalled how certain Qin Family elders had warned that demons devour humans to boost their cultivation.

Was this his ill fate to suffer such a horror?

"No way, I have to get out—my mother still awaits my rescue."

With that thought, Xu Nian scrambled desperately to climb from the tripod.

"Hmph, remain still!"

Suddenly, a fierce gust shattered the door open.

A shadowy figure materialized before Xu Nian in a blur, slamming him back into the tripod with one palm strike.

Xu Nian felt a jolt of shock.

Such astonishing speed—even Qin Yuanshan likely couldn't rival it.

It was finished, utterly finished; he'd landed in the grasp of such a fearsome being.

Despair surged within Xu Nian's heart. He'd hoped to slip away while the demon was distracted, yet this demon possessed overwhelming might.

"Hmph, brat, know that gathering these medicines took me a whole decade. Waste them, and I'll skin you alive," the arrival warned fiercely.

Xu Nian shuddered, glancing toward the stranger.

There stood a white-robed middle-aged man, staring daggers at him, with chiseled features, sword-like brows, radiating icy determination.

Especially his presence—it struck Xu Nian like confronting an ancient savage beast, utterly daunting.

Xu Nian understood that against such a formidable power, escape was impossible. Begging for mercy offered the sole slim chance,

perhaps stirring a flicker of compassion to grant him life.

"Senior, spare my life! My mother waits for my salvation; my deep-seated grudge remains unavenged—I can't die now," Xu Nian begged urgently.

"Kill you? Who mentioned slaying you?" the middle-aged man questioned, bewildered.

"Huh? Not to kill me? Then why brew this cauldron of potion and boil me within?" Xu Nian asked, utterly perplexed.

"Ha ha!"

The middle-aged man burst into booming laughter, leaving Xu Nian completely bewildered.

"Brat, tell me—do you desire to become my disciple?" the middle-aged man inquired gravely once his mirth subsided.

"Eh!" Xu Nian froze in astonishment, doubting what he'd heard.

The prowess displayed by the middle-aged man rivaled or surpassed Silver Moon Level at least.

Qin Yuanshan held Nine-star rank in the Silver Moon Battle Sect. Xu Nian had witnessed Qin Yuanshan's peak body techniques; his velocity fell short of the middle-aged man's, suggesting the latter transcended Silver Moon Level, reaching Xuantian Level.

In cultivation realms, stages progress from Basic-level Warrior, Star Warrior, Silver Moon Battle Sect, Xuantian-level Battle General, Marquis, Conferred Sage, to Supreme Emperor, each split into nine stars where every advancement elevates power further.

Xuantian-level Battle Generals were scarce in Cloud Sea City and even rarer across An Yuan County.

From Xu Nian's understanding, besides the Qin Family's reclusive old patriarch—possibly a Xuantian-level Battle General—no one else matched except Cloud Sea City's Lord.

Marquises remained mythical figures, with An Yuan Marquis as the county's sole one.

One could fathom the exalted status of a Xuantian-level Battle General.

Such a titan could safeguard a territory, shield a city.

Now, this titan sought him as disciple, leaving him stupefied.

"Would I? Absolutely, yes!"

Xu Nian snapped out of his stupor after a moment, agreeing frantically lest the man reconsider.

The middle-aged man grinned and nodded. "Heed this: I am Bai Tianhan. Henceforth, you're my disciple. We'll forgo the apprenticeship rites."

"Yes, Master!" Xu Nian replied beaming.

Excitement bubbled in him at securing a Xuantian-level Battle General as teacher.

"Master, please pull me out first—this broth is cooking me alive!"

The liquid churned vigorously; Xu Nian sensed he was almost cooked through, his flesh splitting under the agony that pierced his very soul.

Bai Tianhan merely chuckled and shook his head.

Xu Nian unleashed a shriek like a butchered swine in anguish, yet Bai Tianhan stayed unmoved.

"Kid, weren't your leg bones broken and your Dantian shattered before? Take a look at them now," Bai Tianhan said with a smile.

Hearing these words, Xu Nian felt a jolt and swiftly shifted his legs—they moved effortlessly without any harm.

"Eh, how are they healed?"

Unable to trust his senses, he promptly gathered Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy to inspect his Dantian.

The inspection proved shocking beyond belief.

His Dantian stood intact, and his cultivation had surged back to Four-star Warrior level.

Furthermore, the Dantian had grown enormously larger than earlier, while his meridians had broadened considerably.

This setup promised an even quicker pace for his future cultivation.

Immense delight flooded Xu Nian's heart.

"Could all of this really be due to the medicinal bath?" Xu Nian stared in disbelief at Bai Tianhan, whose face beamed with joy.

This discovery solidified Xu Nian's belief in the medicinal bath's remarkable power.

Simultaneously, waves of thrill washed over him. Earlier, with his ruined Dantian, despair had gripped him so tightly that he'd lost the will to live, sparking his clash with Qin Yuanshan and Qin Hen at the Qin Family.

Afterward, memories of his mother ignited a faint spark of will to endure.

Yet, sneaking into the master-filled Qin Family to save her had seemed impossibly daunting.

Now, however, everything had changed. His Dantian was healed, and a Xuantian-level Battle General served as his master; survival meant he'd eventually rescue his mother.

A fierce resolve ignited in Xu Nian's gaze, his spirit burning hot.

"Hmph, Qin Hen, you all just wait, the next time I appear before you, I will make you see me in a new light," Xu Nian balled his fists until they cracked, eyes blazing with battle intent.

Right then, Bai Tianhan's voice rang out once more.

"I've collected medicinal herbs for ten years, and it wasn't just to repair your Dantian, oh no!"

Confounded, Xu Nian whipped around toward his master.

Suddenly, Bai Tianhan sprang into action.

His dark locks whipped wildly, white robes fluttering dramatically, as he loomed like a War God exuding overwhelming might.

"How powerful, truly worthy of the Xuan Tian level!" Xu Nian marveled inwardly, nearly crushed by the sheer pressure of that aura.

Bai Tianhan's gaze flashed as he slammed a palm against the massive bronze tripod, launching the near-ten-thousand-pound vessel skyward.

Next, his hands blurred like strikes of lightning, etching arcane seals across the tripod's surface.

Moments later, intricate black mystical patterns enveloped the enormous bronze tripod.

Within, Xu Nian sensed the medicinal broth's heat exploding upward.

In merely one breath, its fierceness multiplied dozens of times over.

"Aah, it hurts so much..."

Xu Nian wailed as if facing execution, veins throbbing and flesh tearing amid excruciating agony that plunged him into darkness.

Bai Tianhan watched nearby, a satisfied nod on his face.

"My disciple, this is all I can do for you. The awakening of the Divine Demon is up to you, and to what extent you can awaken depends on your own destiny."

Finishing his words, Bai Tianhan dissolved into shadow and vanished from the chamber.

The room held the levitating giant bronze tripod, now etched with chain-resembling black patterns, radiating profound mystery.

Xu Nian floated unconscious inside, oblivious to the seismic transformations ravaging his body. Fierce energies from the herbs and beast bones barreled into his every limb and organ.

Slowly, a subtle crimson glow cloaked Xu Nian's form, steadily intensifying.