《Sword and Bloodline》New Clan
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"How in the world, am I suppose to do this?" Lee rose up angrily, he hadn't, ever since he began training tried to cultivate his body, so it was quite annoying.
"Bang!" " Bang!"
Lee out of frustration, began to strike the surface of a tree nearby, he badly wanted to abate his anger.
It didn't take much breath, before he stopped striking the tree, as his knuckles had become red and sore, Lee breathed out, and poured out the last bit of anger in him.
"..." Lee's gaze suddenly fell on the spot where he had brutally punched, and then an expression of shock filled his face, on the surface of the tree were faint cracks which didn't seem quite impressive, but to Lee it was a great achievement!
"How is this possible, with the strength i possess, i shouldn't be able to do that, But now...could it be that the exercise of trying to lift the hammers that I just practiced shortly, have yielded such fast effect" at the thought of this Lee felt his head spin.
Was it so easy to cultivate one's body and get an increase in strength, just as quick as that. He knew it was very arduous, Light wolf clan, had to spend years in nourishing and cultivating their bodies, before they could dare inject the blood of a mystical beast in their bodies.
Though a tree didn't weigh much, not more than 200 Pims, which a second stage spiritual refinement mystical blood injector, could easily crush, but for Lee to do a little damage as a swordsman, his strength was taking a new turn.
"Could it be I have a body constitution that work well with body cultivation, if it is so then. All Master Yang said should be entirety true!" Lee thought out loud in excitement. If he could train his body and then practice his sword at the same time, his strength would be unrivalled among those in the same level as him.
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"Ohh you hammers, your master is coming to get you!!" Lee stared at the hammers with delight in his eyes, his former frustration had now completely turn to ecstasy.
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"Where in the world did they come from, tell me?" In the Grand Hall of Wateredge clan, the whole elders and Skyfire had gathered for a impromptu close door meeting, the usually calm Skyfire, could be seen seated on the seat of the clan head with uneasiness on his face. The whole of the elders who had also gathered around him, didn't have welcoming expressions on their faces.
"Clan head, from the information we gathered they seem to have a bit of connection with the Lilybroon Lynx clan that Master Yang comes from!" said an elder who seemed more refined and ancient among the other elders. He sat pretty close to Skyfire, with a strong aura of authority around him.
"First elder, if what you are saying is valid, then this wouldn't be good at all!" Skyfire said has he pressed his eyebrows.
"Is that all you have gathered?" requested Skyfire.
"No Clan head, Elder James!" the refined old man; the first elder, suddenly gazed at an elder at the corner of the hall.
"Clan head!" The one referred to as Elder James speedily bowed, and then proceeded to the reason why he was called.
"Feiryboulder the clan head of the new clan that had just newly arrived at Vine city. According to the information we gathered, this Feiryboulder is said to have been a member of Lilybroon lynx clan, but he wasn't core member, so he doesn't possess their bloodline"
On hearing this, a ring of sighs filled the hall, if somebody with bloodline should arrive at Vine city, then a lot of things would change!
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"Though he doesn't possess their bloodline, he was gifted some drops of essence blood"
"We shouldn't bother much, the pureness of the essence blood is extremely weak, but all the same it can still be compared to the blood of a rank six mystical beast"
The eyes of the whole elders and Skyfire almost popped out. Drops of essence blood!
Though it wasn't as formidable as the pure bloodline flowing in those born with it, if compared to the normal blood gotten from mystical beast...it was like heaven and earth!
"What did he do?" Skyfire couldn't help but ask, with how overbearing and arrogant bloodline clans can be, to gift out their essence blood...it was quite unheard of.
Unless one had done something so great, you shouldn't dream of such.
"We weren't able to find out, it is a clandestine information that the Lilybroon lynx clan seem to protect, I'm sorry we couldn't get that" Elder James said, and proceeded to bow in apology.
"Don't bother, there seem to be a reason for Feiryboulder coming to Vine city, that's what I want you to investigate"
"Yes, Clan head" Elder James uttered and then sat back.
"In just few days, this so called new clan, have gathered a force almost comparable to us, and he is simply using the name and blood of Lilybroon lynx clan to gather elites in Vine city, if this continues very soon we would have another new organization struggling with the rest of us in control of Vine city" Said Skyfire with a serious expression on his face.
"This wouldn't be good for any of us, even the mayor seems helpless, we can't take any action for now, targeting them would be very bad for us, we have so many enemies, that would do anything to see us destroyed. So we have to lay low and watch how the others react to the situation, I'm i clear"
"Yes, Clan head" chorused the whole of them, except from one twisted face who didn't seem to agree.
"I have a suggestion, Clan head Skyfire" suddenly a coarse voice rang out in the hall, and everyone turned to stare at the one who have spoken, on seeing the face they shook their heads helplessly.
"Elder Chu what do you have to say!" Skyfire asked with a slight frown on his face, everything about this Chu was trouble.
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