Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start Chapter 4

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

That sole divine-grade prize from the [Bloodline Golden Ranking List] represented a vital component in Chu Feng's overall scheme.

A holder of a mighty bloodline could surely battle foes beyond their level!

Yet, to qualify for the [Bloodline Golden Ranking List], a commonplace bloodline wouldn't suffice at all.

Take human bloodlines, those of lesser demonic beings, or even certain savage beasts—the [Bloodline Golden Ranking List] would struggle to acknowledge them.

Exclusively bloodlines that had undergone natural evolution within the Abyss could secure a spot on the list.

Such as the elemental bloodlines of the five types: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth.

Or the Thunder Bloodline, harnessing the might of divine retribution and chastisement.

Chu Feng harbored a clear notion already.

The Devouring Bloodline!

Renowned for its ability to consume rival bloodlines and thereby evolve!

Its prospects knew no bounds! It ranked among the trio of foundational bloodlines that humans in his past life had distilled from countless lineages!

Foundational bloodlines, true to their title, stood as the prime choices for warriors to establish their core strength.

During his prior existence, the bearer of the Devouring Bloodline was a top-tier Grade A+ powerhouse, teetering on the edge of Grade S.

The Heaven Devouring Great Sage!

Though he emerged into the spotlight quite tardily, he surged ahead dramatically and fell just short of Grade S status.

His ascent owed everything to stumbling upon the Devouring Bloodline by sheer fortune.

Eventually, the Heaven Devouring Great Sage chose to disclose the full story of acquiring the Devouring Bloodline.

By then, he had exhausted its potential entirely.

Once the Heaven Devouring Great Sage shared the site of his discovery, droves of explorers at that juncture ventured into the Abyss to probe the depths.

Chu Feng counted himself among those seekers.

Regrettably, his efforts yielded zero results in the end.

Still, he gained invaluable direct knowledge from the pursuit.

Hence, Chu Feng brimmed with assurance.

This time around, Chu Feng targeted that invaluable bloodline capable of sparking madness in multitudes.

True, his moves would snatch chances from many others, but Chu Feng faced no alternative.

Acquiring sufficient power was essential.

For humanity, a formidable guardian was required to challenge the Abyss's supreme overlord!

Back in the prior life, the moment that horrifying Abyss entity surfaced, human barriers crumbled like mere illusions.

They shattered in an instant.

Not even a Grade S powerhouse could endure a single blow from it.

Without the Golden Ranking Lists unleashing their might in that desperate hour, humanity would have faced utter annihilation.

Despite that intervention, humans suffered a crushing retreat.

Earth itself slipped from their grasp.

Naturally, such events lay ahead still.

Moving forward, Chu Feng intended to spot promising talents and guide them personally.

Under his tutelage, their feats would eclipse those from their former timelines!

With his objective locked in, Chu Feng meticulously reviewed in his thoughts the precise steps the Heaven Devouring Great Sage had followed in the past to claim the Devouring Bloodline.

“Seems I must venture into the Abyss,” Chu Feng murmured to himself.

The Devouring Bloodline resided on the initial layer of the Abyss.

He glanced at the clock.

June 26, 8:30 A.M.

“By my reckoning, the global Abyssal Passages ought to activate shortly.”

Chu Feng pondered.

Currently, the humans venturing into the Abyss likely belonged to elite squads dispatched by nations worldwide.

As moments ticked by, additional Abyssal Passages would emerge everywhere.

Soon, throngs of everyday folk would plunge into the Abyss driven by sheer intrigue.

Some among them would perish, while others gradually encountered spiritual energy and stepped onto the cultivation path.

Survival of the strongest proved brutally unforgiving.

“Ah… Around now, the Abyssal Passage set to manifest is in my school's gymnasium, I believe.”

It took considerable effort for Chu Feng to dredge up that recollection.

He recalled how, in his last life, a fever had prompted him to take sick leave, fortuitously sparing him from the Abyssal outbreak at school.

That twist had shielded him from the demonic onslaught erupting from the Abyss.

Nearly every Abyssal Passage opening unleashed swarms of minor demonic creatures, inflicting heavy human losses.

On the flip side, early on, the spiritual energy that human cultivators harnessed stemmed from slaying those demons.

Thus, it brought both boon and bane.

He traversed the path to school in quiet reflection.

This marked the concluding day of the Taekwondo tournament.

The gymnasium buzzed with crowds.

Students buzzed with talk of which fighters shone brighter or which lads boasted greater charm, their expressions alight with joy.

The instant a favored competitor triumphed in the arena, waves of roaring applause would crash like a tidal surge.

Chu Feng observed the youthful victor in the ring, who lifted his arm triumphantly.

A faint smile tugged at his lips.

Youth carried such a sweet allure.

Back in the day, he himself had been a Taekwondo prodigy, it seemed.

His reputation had spread widely across campus.

Girls showered him with affection notes daily.

Reflecting on those bygone times now revived the vivid recollections.

Upon crossing the entrance, Chu Feng aimed to slip into a quiet seat without drawing notice.

To his surprise, a voice halted him abruptly.

“Hey, Brother Feng, what brings you here? Feeling better from that cold?”

“Awesome! With Brother Feng stepping in, we've got a real shot at the title!”

“So that's Chu Feng. He's got such good looks. Word is, he's a Taekwondo black belt.”

The surrounding murmurs reached his ears, leaving Chu Feng to swivel around in confusion.

Countless familiar visages filled his view.

“Zhang Chao, Wang Hongbin, Li Xiao…” Chu Feng listed their names sequentially, drawing in a steadying breath.

“Guys, it's been a while.”

“Brother Feng, you sure you're not delirious from the fever? We were drilling together just the day before last.”

Zhang Chao shot him an eye-roll and landed a light jab on Chu Feng.

Chu Feng let out a soft laugh, holding his tongue.

In his former life, scarcely any of these companions had weathered the inaugural Abyssal Demonic Tide.

Encountering them anew today stirred profoundly altered emotions.

“Brother Feng, hurry and suit up, then hop into the ring. That Sun Jian's crew over there is pulling no punches, thanks to his dad running the school. Half our squad's banged up. You gotta settle the score for us!”

Li Xiao jabbed a furious finger toward the opposing group of lads.

The motion drew Sun Jian's gaze their way.

Spotting Chu Feng, the blond-haired ringleader, Sun Jian, let out an odd holler, “Well, look who's dropped the sick act, our mighty champ?”

Sun Jian's outburst snagged the crowd's focus in a flash.

Teachers and pupils alike turned their eyes to Chu Feng.

Plenty figured Chu Feng had faked the illness to dodge embarrassment in the tourney.

Not content with his jab, Sun Jian vaulted onto the platform.

He brusquely shoved aside the pair still sparring.

With a sneer, he thrust a thumb at Chu Feng before flipping it downward deliberately.

“Chu Feng, if you've got the guts of a real man, climb up here and face me. You game?”

“What a show-off!”

“That jerk, leveraging his dad's position to crash an ongoing bout!”

“Brother Feng, if the cold's still got you, skip it. He's just bullying you!”