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

Cold Sky Splitter Zhao Ya had settled Man Zhuang of the Barbarian Holy Domain, but he did not immediately launch an attack.


His gaze first swept over the half-destroyed avatar of a deity, paused on the body of High Priest Mei Lan who struggled despite being frozen in a block of ice.


Finally, he set his eyes on the Fishman youth.


"If it hadn't been for this little Fishman, Man Zhuang's final strike would have succeeded!"


"Yet it was this unremarkable chap who truly intercepted the Truth Divine Pupil..."


Ever since Zhao Ya had noticed the Fishman youth, he had never taken him seriously.


He was a legendary figure, while the other was merely a mere Silver.


Yet, it was this insignificant creature that blocked Man Zhuang's final strike, turning the Barbarian's victory into nothing but a bubble.


Section 117: Escaping with the Goddess