Gu Zhen Ren

People are different.

The more superior the bloodline, the easier it is to control power. Ordinary people without supernatural bloodlines can only occupy the bottom
rungs of society, unable to achieve anything even if they try their best.

Humans are different from other races.

Humans aren't as good at magic and archery as elves. They aren't as good at casting metal and brewing alcohol as dwarves. They don't have the physique of
orcs, and they don't have the freedom of merpeople underwater.

However, if humans had a blood core, everything was possible.

Human: "Oh my god, what a noble bloodline. You are the glory of mankind!"

Elf: "I've never seen a magic genius like you."

Dwarf: "No matter what kind of casting, it is easy for you."

Orc: "You are the pride of us orcs. You are the most talented warrior in a millennium. You should be the Emperor of the Orcs!"

Merpeople: "Son of God! Boohoo, the Son of God has arrived!"

Henyee Translations

Infinite Bloodcore

Henyee

A large group of Fishmen were blocking the entrance.


The Fishman youth opened the door, and the Fishman fighters unceremoniously surged into the room, leaving a few standing guard outside in an encircling stance.


"What do you want?" the Fishman youth asked, his complexion looking awful.


"Lord Man Ying?" The Fishman youth suddenly spoke again, shock evident in his voice.


Man Ying was the last to enter the youth's dwelling, his gaze fixed on the youth, his expression grave, his voice heavy. "Sword Scar is dead."


The Fishman youth was first taken aback, then uttered in disbelief, "What? He's dead?"


Man Ying stared intently at the Fishman youth.


The next moment, he noticed a flicker of joy flash across Runbao's face before it quickly disappeared.


Section 87: Successive Homicides