2.Chaos Supreme Tower

"Liu Tianyao, you heartless witch!"

A hoarse roar tore through the air as Chu Jianqiu jolted awake from his nightmare, his face still contorted with agony and resentment.

Consciousness brought with it waves of searing pain that twisted his body into spasms. Part of him desperately clung to the hope that everything was just a horrific dream, but the physical torment confirmed the cruel reality—his betrayal was real.

She had stolen his awakened bloodline.

Clenching his fists until his knuckles whitened, Chu Jianqiu's eyes burned crimson with rage. This debt would be repaid—in blood.

"Young Master, you're finally awake! You scared me half to death!" A worried voice chimed beside him.

Chu Jianqiu looked up to see the delicate face of his personal maid, Ru Hua. Some tension eased from his shoulders.

"How long was I unconscious?"

"A full day and night since Miss Liu brought you back."

"Liu Tianyao... brought me back?" Chu Jianqiu frowned. Since when did that viper show mercy?

"She told the Grand Elder you suffered a cultivation deviation—that your dantian was shattered and meridians severed." Ru Hua's voice trembled with suppressed fury.

Ice flooded Chu Jianqiu's veins. He immediately probed his internal state, then froze.

Not only were his bloodline and cultivation gone—his dantian lay in ruins, meridians snapped like broken threads. He was now truly crippled.

The revelation nearly drove him mad. This wasn't mercy—it was exquisite torture. To leave him alive but powerless... How vicious!

Bitter hatred churned in his chest. Even without his awakened bloodline, he could theoretically rebuild his cultivation. But a shattered dantian? That was the end of all hope.

"Leave me," Chu Jianqiu ordered through gritted teeth.

Once alone, he stubbornly assumed a meditative posture, desperately trying to gather spiritual energy. But without a functioning dantian, the energy slipped away like sand through fingers.

He tried again. And again. Teeth grinding until his gums bled.

Death would be preferable to this living death.

Sweat drenched his robes as failure piled upon failure, yet his resolve never wavered.

Clang!

Just as agony threatened to overwhelm him, a primordial resonance shook his consciousness—like sacred bells tolling across eternity:

"Unyielding will ignites the Divine Tower.

Broken yet reborn, forge Supreme Blood.

Chaos Emperor Scripture—path to Hongmeng!"

Before he could process the words, violent suction yanked at his soul.

——

An infinite space materialized around him. At its center stood an obsidian tower piercing the heavens, its aura heavy with countless eons.

Knowledge flooded his mind—Chaos Supreme Tower. Chaos Emperor Scripture. The deluge of information nearly shattered his sanity.

Boom!

Golden light erupted from the tower, flooding his body. Shattered dantian fused anew. Severed meridians knitted together, stronger than ever.

One incense stick's time later, Chu Jianqiu opened eyes brimming with tears of disbelief. His reconstructed dantian now felt boundless, meridians tempered like divine steel.

But the transformation wasn't complete.

"Chaos Emperor Scripture forges Chaos Supreme Bloodline!"

The cosmic voice thundered again.

Supreme Bloodline?

Chu Jianqiu's mind reeled. Beyond Heaven-grade? This defied all known cultivation lore. Legends spoke of ancient invincible bloodlines surpassing Heaven-grade—was this...?

Following the scripture's guidance, he stirred a slumbering power within his veins. It felt like awakening a primordial dragon—a force that could shatter worlds.

When the golden light faded an hour later, his cultivation had stabilized at Body Tempering Realm Third Layer. The dormant bloodline's might left him trembling.

Crash!

The door exploded inward.

A cocky youth swaggered in flanked by lackeys—Chu He, a distant branch family member.

"Look who's here! The mighty Young Master turned cripple!" Chu He sneered. "Time to vacate the main estate. Trash doesn't deserve—"

Chu Jianqiu's icy interruption hung in the air.

Chu He's face purpled. "You dare?! I'll beat respect into—"

Their fists collided.

Boom!

Chu He staggered back, shock distorting his features. The watching lackeys paled.

Chu Jianqiu pressed forward, unleashing another punch.

Thud!

Chu He smashed into the wall, blood spraying. "Impossible!" he croaked. "You're supposed to be...!"

But Chu Jianqiu simply stood amidst the wreckage, eyes blazing with reborn power. The game had just begun.