No matter how powerful the systems or techniques ordinary human cultivators devised, they often ended up creating more opportunities for bloodline cultivators. Whatever an ordinary cultivator possessed, a bloodline cultivator would almost certainly have. But what a bloodline cultivator possessed, an ordinary cultivator might never obtain. The same applied to innate abilities, technique inheritances, and hundreds—or even hundreds of thousands of years—of family accumulation. These were things ordinary cultivators simply couldn't access. In fact, most of the human cultivation systems in existence had been created by bloodline cultivators. Even if they were few in number, bloodline cultivators across the mortal world were often geniuses standing at the pinnacle of humanity, destined to lead humans into a new era. "Think about your own strength." Wind Dragon raised his tail high and slammed it down heavily over Lu Chen's head. "You can already take on multiple opponents at once at the first level of the Qi Regulation Realm. You can even fight someone at the first level of the Qi Condensation Realm. That's the clearest contrast between a bloodline cultivator and an ordinary cultivator." "I understand now," Lu Chen said, rubbing his head as he pointed to the still-unconscious Song Ping. "What about him? Is he also a demonic human, a bloodline cultivator?" Wind Dragon rolled his eyes. "Do you really think a bloodline cultivator could be defeated so easily?" "He's just an ordinary human. At most, he has only inherited a faint trace of his ancestral bloodline, which makes him a little stronger than the average person and gives him a slightly sharper sensitivity to elemental energies." "That can't be right... Did you see it wrong?" Lu Chen was skeptical about Wind Dragon's words. "The cold spirit qi from the Yin Ocean Pearl is already merging with his Heavenly Pool." "Huh? Merging with his Heavenly Pool? How is that possible?" Wind Dragon's eyes glimmered with spirit qi as he examined Song Ping more closely. "It's really merging with it. Could the cold spirit qi in the Yin Ocean Pearl have activated his bloodline? Or is there some other special reason behind it? Looks like a lot has been happening on the continent while I've been in the secret realm." Wind Dragon turned to Lu Chen again. "Once we're done here, we need to head straight to the Scripture Hall. We have to catch up with the world, or we'll be at a serious disadvantage." "Alright," Lu Chen replied. He turned back to the arena. "The reforging of the ice spear should be done soon. In a few days, we'll reach the Heavenly Mandate Hall, and then head straight to the Scripture Hall." Lightning chains tore at the Frost Dragon's claws and head, relentlessly dragging it upward. The dragon offered no resistance, and the process advanced surprisingly fast. Its colossal body gradually shrank as it was drawn into the formation. The Frost Dragon let out a long cry, as if it were bidding farewell to Song Ping, before vanishing completely into the formation. At the four cardinal points, the Godslayer Squad's cultivators simultaneously shifted their hand seals. Red lightning laced with fire erupted from the formation. Jun Wudi swiftly cast several materials into the formation. The red lightning flared even brighter, burning the materials to ash and melting them into a pool of shimmering blue liquid. Forming a series of hand seals, Jun Wudi guided the liquid into the phantom spear at the center. The Frost Dragon also sensed the pull and fused directly into the weapon. Lu Chen nodded. He formed hand seals behind his back and deactivated both the Spirit Light Chains and Yang Purifying Water. Freed from suppression, Song Ping's spirit qi burst outward in an overwhelming surge. His cultivation had advanced to the second level of the Qi Condensation Realm. "Level-two Qi Condensation Realm." Song Ping's eyes snapped open. The cold spirit qi had altered his constitution, refining his spirit qi and propelling him straight to the second level. In truth, he had already awakened while the cold spirit qi was in its final stage of reshaping his body. He had simply kept his eyes closed to focus on adapting to the cold within. The moment Lu Chen lifted the seal, the power compressed within his Heavenly Pool erupted like an ice dragon, shattering the barrier in his cultivation. "Song Ping, catch the spear!" Jun Wudi roared as he flung the reforged weapon forward. "Bring it on! I'm ready!" Song Ping bellowed, arms spread wide. An ethereal sound echoed as the Ice Soul Spear passed straight through his chest. Its blood-stained shaft struck into the ground behind him, yet his body bore no wound. Song Ping staggered forward. His knees hit the ground, and his palms slammed down to support himself. Blood and spirit qi streamed from his hands and feet, guided by an unseen force, flowing into the spear. The cultivators in the arena were stunned. None had ever seen such a sight, and panic spread among them. Seeing the spear pierce through Song Ping, Lu Chen's fists clenched tight. "What's going on? Did the forging fail?" He feared his seal hadn't been lifted and felt extremely worried. Jun Laoye quickly reassured them, "Don't panic. This is the most crucial step of the Jun Clan's life-bound weapon forging process. It's called Blood-Spirit Transmutation. It reconnects the master with the weapon, just like the Blood Branding method. It won't harm him." Lu Chen let out a heavy sigh. "So that's it... I thought something had gone wrong again." The exhaustion from his earlier spirit qi depletion finally crashed down on him. "If that's the case, I'll rest for a while." With Nantian Wan'er's help, Lu Chen sank into the wicker chair and began replenishing his spirit qi. At that moment, Song Ping's spirit qi erupted, and the blood stopped flowing out of his arms. A massive Frost Dragon roared as it surged forth from within him. This was Song Ping's spirit qi, modified through the cold spirit qi of the Yang Ocean Pearl. The spirit qi broke through all restraints and manifested outward, marking the moment he reestablished his bond with his life-bound weapon. Jun Wudi's eyes lit up as the Frost Dragon emerged. He shouted with excitement, "The transmutation is a success!" Song Ping slammed both palms against the ground and used the force to spring upward, landing atop the Frost Dragon in midair. With a clenched right hand, he called to the spear. The spear, still embedded in the ground, shimmered with spirit qi light. The Frost Dragon sealed within it awakened, quivering as it let out a low roar. Wrapped in brilliance, the spear rose into the air. It looked like a spear, yet at times it looked like a living dragon. The spear danced and twisted, circling joyfully around Song Ping before diving into the tail of the Frost Dragon beneath him. The two Frost Dragons merged perfectly. It was a union of the past and the present, reflecting Song Ping's bond with the creature. With a mighty roar, the Frost Dragon's awareness began to awaken. From this moment forward, it and the Ice Soul Spear were one and inseparable. Song Ping stood atop its head. At the same time, the spirit qi within his Heavenly Pool had finished transforming. His ancient bloodline surged to life once more. The spirit qi within his body gathered into countless Frost Dragons. This was no longer the spirit qi of an ordinary cultivator, but that of a practitioner of an ancient bloodline. From this instant, the Ice Soul Spear was reborn. The Frost Dragon was reborn. And Song Ping was reborn. All three had ascended to the ranks of true prodigies. Read full story at novel✶fire.net Sensing the rising power, Wind Dragon's expression changed. "That bloodline... It's been restored. Just like that, restored in an instant. What could have caused this?" Song Ping let out a roar, leaping back as he grabbed the Frost Dragon's tail. In a flash, it returned to the form of a spear. He grasped it with both hands and went through a set of spear techniques in the arena. Each strike was accompanied by dragon roars, and faint shadows of the Frost Dragons could be seen in the air. Finally, he drove the spear into the ground. A deep, resonant sound reverberated through the weapon and into his body. The aura of the Ice Soul Spear settled, and Song Ping's cultivation surged again, breaking into the third level of the Qi Condensation Realm. The cultivators present gasped in amazement, "Advancing two levels in a single day... Senior Martial Brother Song is truly a genius." Seeing that Song Ping's weapon had been successfully reforged, Jun Wudi slowly deactivated the formation and landed in the arena. Song Ping steadied his aura. The moment he released the spear, it turned back into the Frost Dragon, coiling protectively around him. He bowed respectfully to Jun Wudi. "Thank you, my lord, for helping me reforge my weapon." "My spirit qi now flows several times faster, and it seems I've also awakened a special bloodline." "Hehe, success is what matters," Jun Wudi said, stroking the massive head of the Frost Dragon. "Any anomalies during the reforging process are opportunities for you to advance even further. However..." He bent down, picked up the medicinal vial from the ground and, after sensing the cold spirit qi within, glanced at Song Ping. “If I’m not mistaken, these beads of cold spirit qi played a part in refining your bloodline. "They purged the impurities from your body, and when combined with the red fire lightning that fueled the forge’s heat during the reforging of your ice spear, they tempered your dormant bloodline once more.” "Cold beads?" Song Ping looked over at Lu Chen, who was resting nearby, and smiled faintly. "I see now... Brother Lu truly is a blessing." "Little Lu gave them to you?" Jun Wudi tossed the vial toward him. "If that's the case, he really is a blessing. He helped me a few days ago, and now he has helped you." "You are no longer an ordinary cultivator. Your bloodline has awakened. Since your weapon has been reforged, why not take this chance to give it a new name?" Song Ping studied the spear in his hands, running his gaze over it carefully. "Since we have all been reborn..." He looked at Lu Chen and declared, "From this day forth, this spear shall be called Rebirth." Jun Wudi praised him, "Rebirth. The spear is reborn, and so are you. It's a fitting name." He patted Song Ping's shoulder and said, "You may step down now. The battle of the Martial Merit Platform has ended. Remember to seek out Boss Wang and learn to wield your bloodline talent properly." Song Ping bowed deeply. "Yes, my lord." Then, he leapt off the arena with his spear in hand and joined Lu Chen amid the cheers of the crowd.