The smile returned to the young woman's face on the shore. She gazed lovingly at Lin Wu, gently cheering him on.
As for Lin Hao, she had already forgotten him.
Lin Wu was not old, only thirteen, but he was remarkably stoic.
At this moment, his face was a ferocious grimace, yet he remained silent. A frenzied fighting spirit flickered in his eyes; at such a young age, he already had the makings of a tyrant.
The flushed old man carefully placed the hazy purple light into Lin Wu's Dantian. The moment it touched blood, the purple light erupted in brilliant splendor, unleashing a terrifying, heaven-shaking aura.
The old man could no longer suppress it. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face a mask of horror.
'This purple light possesses such oppressive might just after forming,' he thought. 'If it were to truly mature…'
The old man dared not think further. His malevolence only intensified, his actions growing more frenzied.
With a stretch of his hand, he pulled Lin Hao into mid-air. At the same time, he extracted a mass of fresh blood from Lin Hao's body and quickly funneled it into Lin Wu's Dantian.
His use expended, Lin Hao was once again tossed aside like trash, falling into the blood-swapping pool.
Pain?
He was already numb to it.
Feeling his body grow even colder, Lin Hao curled up, hoping for a shred of warmth, but it was a futile effort.
Meanwhile, nourished by Lin Hao's blood, the purple light quieted down considerably. The old man seized the opportunity to suture Lin Wu's wound.
The purple light flared magnificently and began to roil once more. Lin Wu struggled ceaselessly, a beast-like whimper escaping his throat, clearly in immense agony.
"Wu'Er, you must hold on! In the future, not just the Lin family, but this entire continent will be your domain!" The young woman was extremely tense, but she still wore a smile as she encouraged her son.
"It's all the Lin family bloodline. What he can do, my grandson can do too! Fuse!" The old man's face was full of malice. He pressed one hand on Lin Wu's Dantian and roared, madly channeling his True Essence.
The purple light flared brilliantly again, but then its divine glow retracted inward. The old man was astonished to find that Lin Wu's wound was beginning to heal at a rapid pace…
"It's a success!"
Though the time had been short, for everyone present, it felt as if a century had passed.
"Hahaha… From now on, who will dare call my son trash! He will reign supreme over the world! Across the nine heavens and ten lands, he alone shall be revered!" the young woman laughed maniacally.
On the brink of death, Lin Hao was startled awake by the laughter. His eyes, once brighter than the stars, were now dim and lightless.
The young woman glanced at him, her gaze icy. She asked the old man, "Father, what should we do with this little bastard?"
"He's still useful; we must keep him alive. To ensure the blood essence fuses completely with Wu'Er, for the next year, we will feed him medicinal pills and have him produce blood for Wu'Er!" In the old man's eyes, Lin Hao had not yet lost his value.
"What if this little bastard's father and grandfather suddenly return?" the young woman asked, her worry unconcealed.
This little bastard's father was a peerless figure of his generation. Otherwise, that disastrously beautiful vixen would never have taken a fancy to him and borne him a little bastard.
And his grandfather was even more formidable—a man who had dared to rebel against the family.
The little bastard's father had been missing for many years, so the chances of his return were slim. But if his fiercely protective grandfather were to come back and discover the truth, she would suffer a terrible death.
"They won't be coming back! However, just in case, I will plant a restriction in his body to make him forget everything. From now on, let him live out his days like the living dead!" the old man said, his voice frigid.
Lin Hao struggled to open his eyes, to see their vile faces clearly, but his eyelids grew heavier and heavier…
'Lin Hao, you must not forget what happened today, you absolutely cannot! As long as I, Lin Hao, am not dead, I swear I will take back what is mine! I will do it, I absolutely will…'
Before losing consciousness completely, Lin Hao made a solemn vow in his heart.
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