Cheers! Let the celebration commence! The spectacular reunion of the Qian Jin Squad marks a powerful new beginning that will sweep across the world!!

Golden Fighting Heart! In just two short months, Duan Fengbuer’s bloodline power has awakened anew. A flicker of envy crossed Qian Jin’s face—this is the power of a Bloodline Warrior! Awakening their bloodline grants them the ability to shatter bottlenecks that ordinary warriors struggle to pass.

Simply by awakening their bloodline power, their Dou Qi can surge at an incredible rate!

A thick, black serpent tail materialized behind Duan Fengbuer, swaying gently on the ground, exuding a terrifying aura. Several wispy, black phantom serpent shadows flickered in and out of existence behind him.

This is...? A trace of relief crossed Ba Huang Wusheng’s eyes. He had inquired about this Duan Fengbuer; he was a natural-awakened Nine-Headed Serpent Bloodline Warrior. Logically, even with an awakened bloodline, he shouldn't have reached this level of strength yet.

It turns out this brat... is an elite specimen of the Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline! The manifestation of phantom shadows! That means he must be an awakener of the Nine Shadows Manifestation! And a high-quality one at that!

The Nine Shadows Manifestation has appeared throughout the Pan family’s history, but not every Nine Shadows awakener manifests ethereal serpent shadows during combat. Only the most exceptional among the Nine Shadows Manifestation possess this ability.

For instance, the current Serpent Emperor, Pan Hongji, is rumored to manifest three ethereal serpent shadows when he fights.

Ba Huang Wusheng peered intently, counting them: Duan Fengbuer actually displayed five phantom shadows behind him! Two more than the Serpent Emperor!

Chek glanced at Ba Huang Wusheng, then at Qian Jin.

"Unleash your power. It’s fine here," Qian Jin nodded gently. Through their recent interactions, Ba Huang Wusheng had proven himself a unique demon. He would never pry into others' secrets, and if he happened to see something, he would pretend he hadn't, nor would he force anyone.

Boom! Surging black Dou Qi erupted from Chek’s body. The power of the Fallen Angel bloodline began to stir within him. Black wings... beautiful wings... magnificent wings... the wings symbolizing the Demonic Royal Family slowly unfolded behind Chek.

A Fallen Angel Bloodline Demon Warrior!

His heterochromatic pupils instantly constricted. Even Ba Huang Wusheng’s usually impassive face shifted slightly—a Fallen Angel Bloodline Demon Warrior! This fellow is a half-breed! Stars above! Where did Qian Jin find these people?

Subdue Demon, Execute Demon, Annihilate Demon!

Qian Jin hadn't expected that not only had Duan Fengbuer reached the realm of Annihilate Demon, but Chek had also reawakened his bloodline power, directly entering the state of Golden Fighting Heart.

Chek stood silently. The inherent nature of the Fallen Angel bloodline made demons exceedingly handsome, and now, combined with his current state, his already breathtaking beauty had reached a level that could suffocate a mere glance.

"Didn't expect that, did you?" Duan Fengbuer grinned, swaying his massive tail behind him. "Comrade, we encountered unimaginable hardships in the Ancient Desolate Sand Sea. Didn't think we'd advance this fast, did you? Today, brothers, we're ready to honor the agreement to spar at the Earthen Fortress!"

"Good!"

Seeing the astonishing growth in the strength of his three companions, Qian Jin felt immense joy. His three Fighting Hearts spun frantically, sparing no expense. The Dou Seal of Celestial Spirit Possession flickered repeatedly within them. Three egg-shaped bursts of Dou Qi, fully twice the size they were a month ago, shot out of his body and floated into the air before being reabsorbed.

Bone reinforcement, sinew extension, expansion!

Qian Jin decided to unleash his full power entirely—not just to show his comrades his strength, but also to convey to Ba Huang Wusheng that it wasn't impossible for an ordinary warrior to defeat a Bloodline Warrior! At the very least, he would strive toward that possibility.

Three meters, four meters, five meters! Qian Jin radiated a tyrannical aura that burst forth from his body, like the man-eating demon of legend.

Ba Huang Wusheng's expression moved again. This was Celestial Spirit Possession? The Dwarven Dou Technique—how could this kid use it? This young man held so many secrets! Strong! He was countless times more powerful than when he was first encountered!

"Holy crap!" Duan Fengbuer suddenly leaped backward. "That ferocious? Ouch! My stomach hurts, I need to take a dump first... We’ll fight next time..."

Chek deactivated his awakened bloodline power. Although Qian Jin didn't possess the Golden Fighting Heart or the strength of an Annihilate Demon Warrior, those familiar with him knew that when this man truly fought, his power could not be judged by his realm.

Qian Jin retracted the Celestial Spirit Possession Dou Technique and stepped forward, embracing the three of them tightly. "I missed you guys so much!"

"I missed you too..." Duan Fengbuer tightened his arms. "Every time I realize I’m out of cigarettes, I hate it! I miss you! I even dream of you at night."

Chek silently patted Qian Jin’s shoulders. For someone like him, who, like Fen Tu Kuang Ge, didn't prefer many words, an embrace was enough to convey their emotions.

"Say, comrade, what are those things behind you?" Duan Fengbuer asked with a laugh. "Oh right, Old Che, bring out what we looted from those horse bandits and see if Old Gan likes anything."

"Chek," Chek corrected Duan Fengbuer’s habitual mispronunciation for the umpteenth time.

"Oh, oh," Duan Fengbuer urged repeatedly. "We really robbed quite a lot this time. I’m starting to understand why some people enjoy being horse bandits. Robbing stuff is actually really satisfying sometimes."

Te Jiao Fei, listening to the side, couldn't help but smile wryly. What kind of situation was this? A group of amateur horse bandits were openly declaring how satisfying it was to rob actual horse bandits right in front of them.

"This?" Qian Jin waved his hand, signaling the blacksmith to place a metal disc on the ground. "Buer, stand on it."

"Stand on it? What is this? A bloodline awakening altar? You managed to replicate it?" Duan Fengbuer jumped onto the plate excitedly. "Come on, come on, see if it can make me awaken again?"

Qian Jin squatted before the metal plate, tapping a few runes with his finger, then placing a Level Ten Dou Crystal and a Demon Core into the recessed slots on the plate. The runes on the circular metal plate began to shine with a dazzling light, and an immense gravitational force generated on the plate.

"Holy crap! What is this? Why is it so heavy? Kun Dou Technique? No!" Duan Fengbuer quickly summoned his Dou Qi to resist, staring at Qian Jin in astonishment. "What is this thing?"

Gravity doubled, then doubled again... five times... ten times...

"Damn it! Bloodline power activation!" Duan Fengbuer couldn't bear it and immediately activated his bloodline power, yet he still felt the pressure from the gravity creation continuing to climb. "Comrade, what in the world is this thing?"

"A gift," Qian Jin replied, feeling the surprised gazes of everyone around him. "Inside, your body endured double gravity; your Fighting Heart was suppressed, and your Dou Qi slowed down. If you can act normally and fully adapt under these conditions, then outside..."

Ba Huang Wusheng examined Qian Jin repeatedly. This item could no longer be described merely as a 'good thing.' Such an idea was already astonishing, but to actually construct it? Even a Rune Master couldn't conceive of how to create this, yet he had done it.

"Anything that good, do I get a piece?"

The wooden Mu Ne Zhen Ce shook his fan, followed by the now-healthy Tie Nan, watching Qian Jin with a genial smile.

"I'll give you one," Qian Jin shrugged carelessly. After more than a month together, he had a very good impression of this prince; he lacked annoying airs and was very easygoing, often helping devise plans to get his father out of the Qian family.

Qian Jin saw the quiet Gu Yue Jiaying and grinned. "You get one too."

The surrounding horse bandits looked at the unique metal discs, their eyes filled with greedy envy. This kind of item couldn't be bought with money; even with status, you couldn't acquire it.

Including all the Rune Masters of the Zhen Ce Dynasty, the Lucifer Dynasty, and the tribes beyond the Great Wall, perhaps only this young man before them knew how to craft it.

It wasn't just about knowing rune technology; one also needed to understand the underlying principles and be able to forge this specialized alloy.

"Then I thank you," Mu Ne Zhen Ce smiled and turned to Tie Nan. "Keep it safe, store it in the Dou Realm."

Gu Yue Jiaying secretly shot Qian Jin a look. If this item fell into the hands of the royalty, more duplicates might appear later...

Qian Jin smiled. What Mu Ne Zhen Ce could think of, he could also conceive, and Master Akenash certainly could. If the intention was merely to use it, there would be no issue, but if someone tried to study it? They would quickly discover that many runes were embedded deep inside the metal disc.

Open the metal disc? The moment anyone tried to dismantle it, it would instantly self-detonate.

"Qian Jin! Duan Fengbuer! Hahahaha... You've finally returned!"

Mu Gui Wuxin’s excited roar vibrated against everyone's eardrums. His heterochromatic pupils shimmered with an indescribable envy. Qian Jin’s awaited people had arrived, which meant Mu Gui Wuxin was truly about to enter Sainthood!

Entering Sainthood!

"Uncle, take it easy, take it easy, I'm very delicate..."

Duan Fengbuer was crushed in a fierce hug by Mu Gui Wuxin; his thick arms clamped around his Adam's apple, turning his face bright purple.

"I’m happy! I’m so happy!"

Mu Gui Wuxin roared and laughed, his large eyes glistening with thick, watery moisture, looking as if he might burst into tears at any moment. His great beard rubbed back and forth across Duan Fengbuer's face.

"Damn it, Uncle, what’s that dripping on my neck? No way? Uncle, you're crying?"

Duan Fengbuer was shocked to see that the President of the Torrent Battle Fortress, usually a robust and unrestrained powerful warrior, was actually weeping! His tears were as large as his eyeballs, spilling down in torrents.

"What? Can't I cry? I’m about to enter Sainthood!"

Mu Gui Wuxin repeatedly patted Duan Fengbuer with his large palms, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be held back, streaming down ceaselessly.

Duan Fengbuer stared blankly at Mu Gui Wuxin. "You're crying this much before reaching Sainthood; if you actually ascend, won't you weep for three days and three nights?"