Chapter 2136 - Beat Up This Auntie
Tianming was rather shocked at the reality of natural-born gods. Infinitum Bloodlines didn’t appear out of thin air. Rather, they underwent natural selection for generations. Fetuses that failed to form an astral physique in the womb would die at birth, so only the strongest could survive. After struggling for generations, the entire clan had grown stronger until eighty percent possessed the bloodline, and only then could they gain a foothold in Ebonia. The Lin Clan youths before him were all natural-born gods. They were able to have such talents because of their ancestors’ sacrifice, passing down the best bloodline from generation to generation until ninety-five percent of them had inherited it.
"Uncle Dan, what’s Ebonia’s population?" Tianming asked.
"A hundred trillion," Lin Dan replied without thinking.
Tianming did the math. Violetglory’s population was one trillion, so Ebonia’s population was about a hundred times that. However, Ebonia was about a hundred thousand times bigger than Violetglory. That showed that its population was much smaller than he imagined.
"Logically speaking, a high-level world like Ebonia would definitely attract countless cultivators. Why’s there only a hundred trillion? The answer is clear. Ordinary people don't have the Infinitum Bloodline so they can't gain a foothold or develop here! Although there’s only a hundred trillion people on Ebonia, they’re all very talented, surpassing those from ordinary worlds. This world flourishes with Ebonia’s resources and powerful legacies." That was the reality behind their strength. By contrasting the three worlds, Flameyellow, the sun, and Ebonia, Tianming finally discovered the reason behind their vast difference in talents.
"Most people in Flameyellow begin from the Beast Vein stage. It’s hard for them to ever become gods and ascend to the heavens. The higher races on the sun are born with saint bodies and begin cultivating from the Saint stage. For them, the upper limit is the Sovereign, or Stellaminoris stage. Those on Ebonia were born with astral physiques and form divine wills at the age of one or two. More than a hundred thousand out of a clan of a billion could become high gods. There’s such a big gap between the people from these three worlds. Is the difference in their talent really that big? Like ants and elephants?"
Tianming's conclusion was: no!
"Talent’s only one of the factors that determines the difference in cultivation level. The upper limit of one’s cultivation is determined by fundamental cosmic force, guidance from the elders, and legacy caeli passed down from generation to generation. Compared with individual talent, a clan’s legacies are the biggest contribution to the gap! The children of Ebonia have an Infinitum Bloodline and are born with astral physiques. The people of Flameyellow could never possess such favorable conditions, not even in their dreams."
Of course, that wasn’t to deny Ebonia’s geniuses. After generations of natural selection and inheritances, many things were directly written into their blood. It was impossible for them to not be talented. However, he thought that their talent wasn’t as astonishing as those who began with poorer conditions. Take Flameyellow and Ebonia, for example. The children of Ebonia’s starting point was the end goal for those in Flameyellow. They were all human, so why was that so? The truth was, for the children of Ebonia, their ancestors had lived in a sixth-level nova source world for more than a million years and underwent natural selection from generation to generation. They benefited from top resources and had countless generations of ancestors to lead the way. The combination of a superior bloodline and resources created the gap. That was the reality of the universe.
And because of that realization, Tianming faced this group of natural-born gods with a more relaxed view. "Why do they honor their ancestors so much? Because everything in their blood was passed down through the efforts and sacrifices of countless generations. Their superior conditions were created by the bloodline, as well as resources inherited from their ancestors."
So these kids were more than just individuals. Their every albus was a work of their ancestors. The brilliance of the Lin Clan’s ancestors could be seen from the quality of their descendants. I don't think I’ll be surprised if I encounter a clan of people that’re born high gods. Maybe their bloodline will have been passed down for billions of years. After all, time and space is boundless.... Anything’s possible, Tianming thought to himself. But could a clan really exist for billions of years? He had his doubts; mother nature was ruthless.
While his wife and concubines were fighting with all their might, here he was, talking to Lin Dan and lost in thought, which seemed irresponsible of him.
"What’re you thinking about, nephew? Your wife is in trouble!" Lin Dan suddenly yelled in his ear, startling Tianming.
Tianming looked up and saw that the entire Grandsect Arena was boiling with excitement.
"What round is it now?" Tianming asked.
"Round of sixteen moving into the quarter finals. Your wife’s up against Lin Manman, Lin Wuyi’s precious daughter, and she’s fierce. Aren’t you nervous?" Lin Dan asked.
"They’re already in the round of sixteen?" Tianming was dumbfounded. He had merely been preoccupied for a moment. Who would have thought they would progress this quickly?
Sweeping his gaze across the arena, Tianming witnessed the crowd’s excitement. On the largest battlefield, Feiling stood alone, her dress fluttering in the wind. Her beauty transcended all living beings. In front of her was an arrogant and domineering little girl. Face gloomy, she folded her arms with a look of contempt in her eyes. Everything about her screamed that she was begging for a beating. Tianming looked at the left side of her face. Lin Manman, First-level Stellaminoris.
"Dammit, this little girl’s as strong as Sovereign Starfeather." That was the power of the Infinitum Bloodline.
"Is she Lin Wuyi's daughter? Just watch," Tianming said with a smile.
"So confident?" Lin Dan looked forward to the fight.
"Just keep your eyes open." Tianming glanced at him.
"They’re as big as they can get!" Lin Dan shouted.
His eyes were tiny!
......
With all eyes on her, Feiling looked at the arrogant little girl in front of her who lifted her chin up high.
"Manman, beat up this auntie!"
"Knock her teeth out!"
"Scratch her face!"
"Burn her hair!"
Around the battlefield, a large group of girls had bared their teeth and claws, viciously looking at Feiling. Several of them had just been beaten by Feiling, but most of them were only ninth-level solarians. Being defeated by a stellaminor was nothing unusual, so they had great hopes for Lin Manman. Feiling looked at the group of children, completely speechless. They were clearly of the same age and were strong, but so very immature. It seemed the children of the poor matured faster. For those with the Infinitum Bloodline, thirty-year-olds were considered children and allowed to mess around. After the age of thirty, they would gradually enter society and endure hardship. Before that, they only knew how to form cliques and show off.
"Are you scared, auntie?" Lin Manman fiercely glared at Feiling, her eyes falling on her chest. Then, comparing Feiling’s mountains to her own airport, she was speechless. They were the same age!
"My mother says that thirty-year-olds are still babies.… I heard that you need a man for them to grow so big. How many men have you slept with? Aren’t you ashamed? You cheap slut! How dare you cling to the Lin Clan!” Lin Manman said, disgusted.
Feiling didn’t know what to say. "Are you done?" she asked.
"Ugh, I must strip you naked and show everyone how cheap you are!" Lin Manman said, her eyes red. Apart from criticizing Feiling from a moral high ground, she must have felt jealous of her appearance and figure.
"Is this necessary? There’s no enmity between us. Why do you hate me?" Feiling had a headache. Even though they were the same age, she regarded her as a child.
"Because you look cheap!" Lin Manman sneered.
"Haha!" The little girls around her laughed and shouted more fiercely.
"The Seventh Branch Mistress’ daughter? How uneducated." Feiling pursed her lips. Due to Lin Mu, Feiling, as Tianming’s wife, had resigned herself to being bullied, but this little girl had crossed the line and Feiling couldn’t help but get angry.
"Did you just call me uneducated? You're courting death!" Lin Manman was furious. She drew out a blue sword enveloped in lightning that was comparable to the Godsin. Lin Manman's little body burst out with terrifying power. With just a single strike, the sword’s shadow covered the sky and the entire Grandsect Arena. It seemed she wasn’t even planning on using her swordbeast.
As soon as she made her move, many elders of the Lin Clan looked at Lin Wuyi with admiration.
In an instant, a pair of white wings entwined with lightning appeared on Feiling’s back. Her identity as a primalwinger had already been marked on her disciple card. These were the Flashsoul Skywings. As soon as they appeared, Feiling was bathed in holy white lightning and stood out even more than before, like a goddess among the clouds. In terms of appearance and demeanor alone, no one could compare to her.
Lin Manman's sword descended with an electric arc, forming a sword light a thousand times its size. However, Feiling suddenly disappeared before her eyes.
"You’re too slow."
Lin Manman froze for a moment when a voice sounded in her ear. The Flashsoul Skywings flickered and Feiling reappeared right in front of her.
"Die!" Lin Manman quickly pulled her sword back. However, she felt as if she was stuck in mud. Spacetime Sandflow surfaced all over her sword, pulling it forward. There was no way she could retract her sword for the time being.
"Stop cultivating and work on your attitude first" Feiling lightly said. As blue power emerged from her right hand, her wings turned into Sapphire Skywings and she slapped Lin Manman across the face, sapphires piercing her opponent’s skin. Like a wasp nest, Lin Manman's mean face was covered in holes.
"Ahh!" Screaming in pain, Lin Manman fell from the sky and slammed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Cracks had even appeared in the ground around her.