"This blood.. it holds so much.. power. With this alone.. I can make a few breakthroughs. If I find and kill whoever is the owner of this... I could.. hahaha.. I could rule this entire province! No! Maybe even the an entire region!" as he said all this his hoarse raspy voice echoed across the areas around him.

"It's too bad I didn't get there faster too see what the owner of this blood was... but this alone will allow me to replace the sect's head. Hahaha, that damn fool! The head of a demonic sect must be cruel and stand above all! Not equal!" The robed man continuously shouted and spoke with himself as the falcon continued flying through the sky.

The robed man looked around at the forest beneath him as the falcon flew, after a dozen miles he finally found what he was looking for. Looking at the forest below, it now had smaller pine trees around ten meters longs scattered across a plain land. The only eye-catching thing was small rocky hill around a hundred meters ahead of him. This land had the weakest type of beasts, normal beasts, and he recalled that there was a small cave in the rocky hill.

He circled around the hill, quickly scanning it over, searching for the cave and finally found the 'mouth' of the hill. The robed figure descended with the falcon and directly landed in front of the cave. He wanted to find a place where he could safely absorb the blood as fast as possible. He couldn't allow not being the head of his sect for another day.

Before entering he ordered the falcon to stand guard, it was a wild beast with strength comparable to his. Entering the cave, he walked a few dozen meters forward before finally sitting with his legs crossed. Waving his hand out, the blood from Amory and Martin was floating in front of him.

He had originally collected it to follow some trail or get some leads, but he was blinded by his greed for strength, making him choose a smaller reward given immediately instead of a bigger reward given after a bit of time.

Like this he stared at the red liquid in front of him, it was a bit more than half a pint of blood. He effortlessly made a small drop of blood flow towards his mouth. As it landed in his mouth a burning sensation flowed from his mouth to the rest of his body. He swallowed the drop of blood as a metallic flavor kicked in.

"It's.. it's much.. much stronger that I thought!" as he spoke, a wide smile appeared on his face. Revealing all the sharp yellow teeth in his mouth. "Hah- ugh..ugh! Agh! W-wha- Agh!.." He had barely started to laugh when a sharp intense pain started overwhelming him causing him to wail in pain.

His body had started to shake uncontrollably, he could feel spirit energy rapidly being absorbed by him. His meridians were bulging as if they would burst at any moment. His skinny body was sweating all over and his insides were swarming around inside him.

He was but moments away from losing his consciousness as he furiously trembled no longer able to wail in pain. The one drop of blood had power his body couldn't endure, as the saying goes 'If it doesn't add to your life, it doesn't belong to your life.'. As his eyes were about to shut, his entire life passed by in front of his eyes. In front of him the scenery changed as he saw a dark night sky appear along with a village, his point of view changed to a dark alley where a nude baby was intensely crying.

An old granny was walking by when the cries got her attention. Looking down into the alley she saw the baby and picked it up. Suddenly, time skimmed by before finally stopping after a few moments. In front of the man was now a small stone house in the same city. Inside it the old granny was laying weakly in a small bed and next to her was a small young boy around five years old. The boy held onto one of the elder woman's hand as tears couldn't stop themselves from flowing from his eyes.

The elder said a few things before her eyes slowly closed and her head fell limply to the side. The scenery changed once more as the man was now looking at another alley. There, a boy around eight quietly sat with dirty tattered clothes and a dirt stained face. People would constantly pass by in front of him but almost no one would look at him and those who did would either laugh, mock or harass him. The boy paid no heed to any of them, clearly being used to it. The boy's heart and mind had slowly begun corroding by the harsh treatment of life.

Suddenly, a hooded man suddenly came up to the boy, he knelt in front of him and said a few things before handing him a book and leaving. The boy was filled with curiosity as he went deep in the alley to read the book. The scenery once again changed as the boy was now ten. It was also night time and he was even worse off in appearance now and he was standing in an alley with a disgusting smell surrounding the alley. In front of him was a pile of dozens of dead animals, ranging from rats to dogs. He had a smile on his lips as he looked at the dead animals.

He said a few words before waving his hands and black shadows flew out from the animals and were sucked into his mouth as he maniacally laughed. His laugh had gotten the attention of a passing man, hearing footsteps echoing through the alley he panicked and his behind a pile of trash bags. The man slowly walked forward as a disgusting smell attacked his nostrils. Covering his nose, he slowly continued and met with the pile of dead animals. The man was clearly shocked as he took a few steps and looked around to find any culprit. He continued forward and saw a small head by some black bags.

The boy heard the man approaching and was panicking when the man shouted some things. The man then swiftly turned and started to run back as though about to report the boy.

The boy sprang to his feet and panicked as he looked at the man who had discovered him. Amidst his panic he waved his hand at the man and a dark spikey object sprang from under the running man and pierced through his entire body. The boy quickly ran up and dragged the body towards the place the past pile of dead animals was at. Having done so he grabbed his head and walked in circles, his face was scrunched up and his fists were clenched.

After a few minutes he froze and stared at the body. He came up and did the same thing he had done to the animals. Only this time, a larger black shadow came out of the man. It was like a ghost as it howled before finally being swallowed by the boy. An extremely horrifying smile was born on his face as he stared at his hands and body.

Like this, the scenery changed and time passed by again. The previous peaceful village was now dead silent during mid-day. Not a soul could be seen whereas bodies scattered the entire area, even guards could be seen amongst the bodies. Red puddles under the bodies linked together making a river flow across the village. In the center point of the village a boy around his early teens was wildly laughing as black shadows flew at him from all directions.

Like this, the man's life passed in front of his eyes. It showed him when he joined the Cult of Corrupt Souls and everything leading up to the present him, he had spent a large amount of time in that 'dream' before finally everything once again changed, and he was looking at a rocky ceiling above him.

Waking from the 'dream', he felt his insides raging about and his body uncontrollably shaking, having seen his past experiences once more he was filled with anger and sadness, with a coarse raspy voice he slowly spoke, "Power... I want power!..Power is... everything!".

He swallowed the rest of the blood while on the verge of insanity. Anger, hate and resentment, they had overwhelmed his heart at how unjust life was. He wouldn't have traversed life the way he did if it had given him at least a chance but here power was everything and it gave you whatever you wanted.

Having been struggling with one drop of blood, it was unimaginable how much pain he would be in by swallowing the rest in one gulp, with a loud deep raspy voice he shouted towards ceiling,"AGHH! I-I'LL SHOW YOU LIFE... AGH...I CAN DO IT...MY WAY!".

The surrounding darkness seemed to be getting swallowed by him as it flowed at him from all directions. The cave was slowly turning darker with the man as the focus point. His eyes were black all around and they could suck your soul if you looked at them. His body under the robe was undergoing changes, it started getting younger and was also growing muscle.

"Hahaha!" the man laughed in the cave as he felt all the changes he was undergoing. He wasn't going to allow life to kick him around any longer, life was going to be at his mercy now.

Two young nude boys were running through a forest when they suddenly stopped and moved behind a tree. Looking up they both watched as four flying steeds were rapidly flying across the sky. The four steeds were heading in the same direction as them. The taller boy had been carrying the smaller one and even so he didn't seem to be very tired. The four steeds were no longer in sight when the boys continued running along the forest. A few normal beasts would be encountered along their journey, but all run away at the sight of seeing the boys.

They were Amory and Martin, along the way Amory would constantly speak and ask about cultivation and their family. Martin would answer every question as it made him less bored along the way.

Amory learned about the martial realms. Martin only knew about the Houtian Realms. They were the martial student, martial warrior, martial general and martial commander realms, each realm further divided into ten levels and each level also had four mastery stages. Amory had already cultivated before in past lives, but this martial cultivation system was new to him. He also learned that his parents were heaven defying beings, they had reached a realm where they could unite a rule an entire continent. Their titles were Emperor and Empress respectfully but their cultivation wasn't known.

Having been told this Amory was filled with excitement, in past lives he wouldn't be able to scale at heaven defying realms because only with heaven defying luck could you rule in these worlds but now he was actually a son of such a figure and he also had those two treasures he had stolen from the dark room before having been reborn.

After cultivating I should be able to investigate my body and see if I have those two jewels from back then..

After a few hours of running fatigue could be seen on the taller boy as he gasped for air. They stopped after seeing a river and rested to the side of it. More specifically, Martin rested by it.

Amory sat to the side and decided to at least try and see if he could start his cultivating foundation by entering the first level of martial student.

Martin who was resting looked at Amory and didn't understand what he was doing, he only saw Amory sit down with crossed legs and close his eyes..

As Martin looked over he tilted his head with a confused look. Is Amory... cultivating? But he doesn't even know how to control spirit energy... or does he?