"Father, Su Hao has already sent word. Su Chen must be expelled from the family, or else the Su Clan will enforce family law and purge the family."
"Sigh! He has already crippled Su Chen's Blood Wheel, must he still drive him to a dead end? If Third Brother hadn't met with disaster back then, he wouldn't have dared to act so recklessly. Poor Su Chen had only just awakened his Emperor Bone when Su Hao forcefully stripped it from him."
"Su Hao is the number one genius of the entire Su Clan, and now he has even reached the Peak Solid Core Realm. Are we supposed to ruin the entire family for the sake of a cripple?"
Eastern Wasteland.
Pan Ding Empire.
Panyou City, the Su Family.
Sitting in the primary seat of the grand hall, the elder's weather-beaten face was filled with a gloomy expression, his pitch-black eyes resembling two endless abysses that made one's hair stand on end.
"Father, Su Hao has already promised that as long as the family banishes Su Chen, he will allow Su Yang to go to the Su Clan and cultivate there. Su Yang has already awakened his Blood Wheel and successfully reached Foundation Establishment."
"Shut your mouth."
Seeing that his father was truly angered, Su Xuan did not dare to speak further.
With a gaze that grew increasingly chilling, Su Yuan clenched his fists tightly. How could he not understand Su Hao's intentions, yet he was completely powerless to do anything about it.
The Panyou City Su Family was merely a tiny branch of the Su Clan. If the Su Clan so desired, they could easily wipe out the Su Family with a flick of a finger.
Back then, when Su Hao publicly stripped away Su Chen's newly awakened Emperor Bone, not a single person in the Su Family dared to step forward and stop him. Because of this matter, he had lived with guilt for a full ten years.
In the Desolate Continent, martial artists are revered.
The realms of martial artists are divided into the Postnatal Realm, Innate Realm, Foundation Establishment Realm, Golden Core Realm, Nascent Soul Realm, Soul Palace Realm, Condensing Spirit Realm...
When every person reaches the age of six, their bloodline awakens within their body. Only by doing so can they draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their bodies and break through to the Innate Realm.
As for a martial artist wishing to achieve Foundation Establishment, it requires their bloodline to evolve a Blood Wheel. By channeling spiritual energy into the Blood Wheel, they can complete Foundation Establishment. It can be said that those unable to manifest a Blood Wheel have no hope of ever succeeding in Foundation Establishment in their lifetime.
At the age of six, Su Chen successfully awakened his bloodline, and even manifested an innate Emperor Bone. It triggered celestial phenomena that stretched for ten thousand miles, startling all directions.
A born Emperor Bone was destined to reach the Emperor Realm.
Yet who could have expected—
Su Hao of the Su Clan just happened to be passing by. Seeing the celestial phenomena, he immediately made a move to strip Su Chen of his Emperor Bone. As long as the Emperor Bone had not yet fused, it could be forcibly ripped away.
Even after losing his Emperor Bone, Su Chen chose not to wallow in despair or give up. Working harder than anyone else, he finally relied on his bloodline to evolve a Blood Wheel and successfully achieved Foundation Establishment, becoming the first person among the younger generation of the Su Family to do so.
Three days ago, Su Chen went to the Heavenly Punishment Forest to search for Heavenly Soul Grass in order to cure his father, Su Zhan, only to happen upon Su Hao.
Su Hao deliberately crippled Su Chen's Blood Wheel, yet chose not to kill him. His sole purpose was to let Su Chen continue living, so that he could look down upon him from on high.
"When Chen'er wakes up, have him come see me."
Hearing their father's words, both Su Hong and Su Xuan understood that their father had made his decision. For the sake of the entire family, they had no choice but to sacrifice Su Chen and expel him from the clan.
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In the remote and secluded courtyard at the northwest corner.
Dusk fell.
Inside the dim room, a young man lay on the bed, his handsome and resolute face bearing traces of pain. With sword-like brows, starry eyes, and red lips with white teeth, his deep eyes were tightly shut.
Suddenly opening his eyes, Su Chen felt a heart-rending pain tearing through his body, leaving his entire face as pale as a sheet of white paper.
"Su Hao!"
In the battle at the Heavenly Punishment Forest, he hadn't even withstood a single move from Su Hao before his Blood Wheel was shattered by him.
Sparing his life was nothing more than wanting to watch him become a cripple and look down upon him from above. If not for fusing with his Emperor Bone, how could Su Hao have achieved what he did today?
He could not accept such a reality.
The Blood Wheel was the foundation upon which a martial artist cultivated their martial dao.
Even with the Emperor Bone stripped away, one could still continue cultivating; as long as one's talent wasn't too poor and one worked hard enough, they could still advance step by step.
The Blood Wheel was entirely different. A martial artist without a Blood Wheel had zero hope of Foundation Establishment for their entire life.
Sensing his cultivation within, which had plummeted from the Foundation Establishment Realm down to the Innate Realm, Su Chen could not suppress the unwillingness in his chest, and a mouthful of fresh blood gushed out.
Hum!
Su Chen felt an ancient and vast bell chime suddenly ring out in his mind, and a small black pagoda slowly emerged from between his eyebrows, floating right before him.
"A small black pagoda?"
Looking at the small black pagoda floating in front of him, Su Chen certainly wouldn't find it unfamiliar.
Earlier in the Heavenly Punishment Forest, while searching for the Heavenly Soul Grass, he had accidentally stumbled into a cave. The stone walls of the cave had displayed the pattern of a black pagoda.
Before he could even touch it, the projected image of the black pagoda on the stone wall suddenly vanished, yet he never expected that it had hidden itself within his body.
At this moment.
A powerful suction force suddenly poured out from the small black pagoda, and his entire body instantly vanished from the spot.
Inside the pagoda space.
It was a boundless, desolate space where currents of air surged, covering the surroundings like thick paste. Su Chen, who had been forcibly sucked in, looked around in shock.
"Welcome, Master, to the Chaotic Devouring Pagoda."
An illusory figure gradually condensed before Su Chen's eyes. Its features were indistinct, and its voice sounded mechanical.
"Who are you?"
"Master, I am the spirit of the Chaotic Devouring Pagoda."
The pagoda spirit?
"Can you tell me what on earth has happened?"
The illusory figure nodded and slowly said, "This Chaotic Devouring Pagoda is a supreme treasure of chaos, born within the primal chaos. Only those who possess the Chaotic Body are qualified to become the master of the Chaotic Devouring Pagoda."
"Master's Chaotic Body was covered by the Emperor Bone. After it was stripped away, it triggered the resonance of the Chaotic Devouring Pagoda, thereby acquiring the Chaotic Devouring Pagoda."
Listening to the pagoda spirit's words, Su Chen somehow felt that having his own Emperor Bone stripped away wasn't a bad thing for him after all; rather, it was a blessing in disguise.
He smiled bitterly.
Now he could be certain of one thing: the Chaotic Body was definitely superior to the Emperor Bone, and the Chaotic Devouring Pagoda he had obtained was likewise a heaven-defying supreme treasure.
Sighing, Su Chen said helplessly, "My Blood Wheel is already shattered. Even with the Chaotic Body, I cannot continue with Foundation Establishment and cultivation."
"Please rest assured, Master. I can allow Master to recondense your Blood Wheel, and assist Master in using the devouring power within the pagoda to manifest the Devouring Blood Wheel."
"Twin Blood Wheels?"
In the Desolate Continent, those who successfully achieved Foundation Establishment would invariably awaken a Blood Wheel, almost always a single Blood Wheel. Only extraordinary martial artists could possess Twin Blood Wheels.
Without exception, those who possessed Twin Blood Wheels were bound to become peerless powerhouses in the future. Su Chen never imagined that having his Emperor Bone stripped away and his Blood Wheel shattered would turn out to be a blessing in disguise, granting him Twin Blood Wheels.
"Please be seated, Master. I shall impart the Chaotic Devouring Art on behalf of the Chaotic Devouring Pagoda."
Without dawdling, Su Chen immediately crossed his legs, slowly closed his eyes, and instantly felt streams of information rush into his mind like a surging tide—it was precisely the Chaotic Devouring Art the pagoda spirit had just mentioned.
The Chaotic Devouring Art could only be cultivated in conjunction with the Chaotic Body.
An ethereal and ancient voice echoed through his mind.
"The Chaotic Great Dao seizes the creation of heaven and earth and masters the reincarnation of ages. Only by peeping into the Chaotic Great Dao can one become undying and indestructible. The Chaotic Devouring Art devours all things in chaos, devouring step by step, defying the heavens step by step, and reaching the pinnacle of the Chaotic Great Dao."
Hum!
A bell chime echoed through his entire mind.
Su Chen's body shuddered violently, pain once again surfacing on his face, yet he gritted his teeth and persisted.
His already shattered Blood Wheel actually began to slowly recondense above his head—a circular, wheel-shaped form, entirely crimson red.
Throughout the Su Family, everyone who carried the bloodline of the Su Family awakened a sword as their Blood Wheel.
Su Chen was no exception.
Within the Blood Wheel manifesting above his head floated shattered fragments of sword blades. As they recondensed, Su Chen could not suppress the killing intent in his heart; his boundless murderous intent toward Su Hao began to converge into the Blood Wheel, using slaughter as a medium to recondense the Sword Blood Wheel.
He would never forget "Su Hao"—ten years ago, having his Emperor Bone stripped, and ten years later, having his Blood Wheel crippled, were both the handiwork of this person.
The sword condensed with slaughter as its medium erupted with an even more terrifying killing intent within the Blood Wheel, resembling vengeful spirits from the endless abyss as they wantonly devoured the clouds across ten thousand miles.
With his Blood Wheel recondensed, Su Chen began his re-establishment of Foundation, and the Chaotic Body within his body had already manifested.
Streams of vast chaotic energy instantly enveloped Su Chen's entire body, condensing a ten-thousand-foot bodily phantom behind him, radiating boundless gray-black light that spread across the entire pagoda space.
"Blood Wheel gathered, Foundation condensed."
Rumble!
The rolling, vast chaotic energy was covered by the ten-thousand-foot Chaotic Body. Under the devouring of spiritual energy by the Blood Wheel, his fallen cultivation instantly re-established its Foundation, with no bottlenecks to speak of whatsoever.
His mind having already integrated the Chaotic Devouring Art, Su Chen naturally would not let slip this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He immediately began circulating the Chaotic Devouring Art, his entire body turning into a vortex as he began to frantically devour.
The devouring energy from all directions was drawn in by Su Chen's vortex, and streams of devouring energy endlessly poured into his body, forming a continuous, circulating circular vortex in his Dantian.
As the speed of devouring grew faster and faster.
Above Su Chen's head, right where the Slaughter Sword Blood Wheel had previously appeared, another circular Blood Wheel unexpectedly condensed. Inside it was a black mist vortex—precisely the Devouring Blood Wheel mentioned by the pagoda spirit earlier.
The black mist vortex within the Devouring Blood Wheel gradually began to form a black hole, radiating a terrifying devouring aura whose grade was clearly superior to that of the Slaughter Sword Blood Wheel.
Twin Blood Wheels: one was the Slaughter Sword Blood Wheel, and the other was the Devouring Blood Wheel.
Su Chen had never imagined that one day he would actually possess two Blood Wheels.
Just as Su Chen was about to let go, he suddenly noticed that the bloodline within his body seemed to have developed cracks.
What was going on?
Could his bloodline have been sealed by some mysterious force?
How could that be possible? Who would inexplicably seal their own bloodline? Yet, sensing the bloodline within his body, there indeed was a certain power sealing it, and under the operation of the Chaotic Devouring Art, it was beginning to emit cracking sounds.
As the first crack appeared, right on its heels, a second crack emerged in the bloodline's seal, then a third, until countless cracks spread all over it like a giant spiderweb.
The overbearing Chaotic Devouring Art frantically circulated through every part of his body. The seal could no longer hold out and shattered completely, and the sealed bloodline broke free like a wild horse, galloping wantonly across a battlefield stretching for ten thousand miles.
A dragon's roar.
An elephant's trumpet.
Roared out from his bloodline simultaneously.
Dragon roar and elephant trumpet.
His bloodline boiled furiously like a pot of boiling water.
Suddenly opening his eyes, watching his unstoppable bloodline, he saw nine dragon phantoms and nine giant elephant illusory figures surge out, roaring toward the sky above his head.
"Congratulations, Master, on acquiring the Dragon-Elephant Bloodline, which allows you to condense a third Blood Wheel."
Even though Su Chen had already guessed a hint of what was happening, upon hearing the pagoda spirit's words, he still could not conceal the utter shock plastered across his face.
Three Blood Wheels?
It was absolute history in the making, and he believed there would never be another like it afterwards.
Looking across the entire Desolate Continent, who else could possibly possess three Blood Wheels at the same time?
Even Su Chen was somewhat dumbfounded. To this day, he still couldn't figure out who on earth had sealed the bloodline within his body, preventing him from condensing the Dragon-Elephant Blood Wheel.
Without suppressing his bloodline.
One dragon roar after another, one elephant trumpet after another, accompanied by the frantic surging of his bloodline, condensed a third Blood Wheel above Su Chen's head.
The Blood Wheel manifested dragon and elephant phantoms, the three Blood Wheels neatly stacked one upon the other, and waves of Blood Wheel energy enveloped his entire body.
Previously, Su Chen had broken through to the Level 3 Foundation Establishment Realm, but because his Blood Wheel shattered, his cultivation had plummeted back to the Innate Realm.
Now, aided by the recondensation of his Blood Wheels and the fresh Foundation Establishment—further compounded by the stacking of three Blood Wheels—Su Chen, having stepped back into the Foundation Establishment Realm, began to rapidly advance.
Level 1 Foundation Establishment Realm!
Level 2 Foundation Establishment Realm!
Level 3 Foundation Establishment Realm!
Level 4 Foundation Establishment Realm!
Level 5 Foundation Establishment Realm!
Level 6 Foundation Establishment Realm!
Level 7 Foundation Establishment Realm!
Surpassing his previous cultivation by four whole tiers, this blessing in disguise left Su Chen unable to suppress the joy in his heart.
"Congratulations, Master, on possessing three Blood Wheels."
Standing up, Su Chen felt that his internal injuries had completely healed. The feeling of possessing three Blood Wheels was truly exhilarating; the absolute suppression of the Blood Wheels gave him the absolute confidence to sweep through the Foundation Establishment Realm, and he could even do battle against a low-level Void Core Realm martial artist.
The Golden Core Realm was further divided into three realms: the Void Core Realm, the Solid Core Realm, and the Golden Core Realm.
Su Hao was ranked at the Peak Solid Core Realm.
"Master, I have a welcoming gift for you."
The pagoda spirit produced a writing brush from its hand and handed it over.
Taking the brush and looking at the two characters engraved on its handle—"Burial Tribulation"—before Su Chen could speak, the pagoda spirit said first, "Master, this brush is named the Burial Tribulation Brush. Once deployed, it can form the power of tribulation restriction within a specific spatial range."
"Are there any restrictions?"
"Our realms cannot differ by too much, and every time the Burial Tribulation Brush is used, it consumes a tremendous amount of soul power."
"Understood."
The pagoda spirit continued, "Master, the Chaotic Devouring Pagoda contains a multitude of martial arts and treasures. If Master wishes to obtain them, you need to continuously grow stronger so that you may acquire whatever you desire within the Chaotic Devouring Pagoda."
"Good."
Turning around and clenching his fists tightly, Su Chen's deep eyes were filled with hatred. Waves of murderous intent surged out from him, resembling an ancient desolate beast roaring to the skies, wishing to devour the entire firmament.
"Su Hao, I will go to the Su Clan to find you. The hatred of the bone being stolen and the enmity of the wheel being crippled—I will take it all back with interest."
The Su Clan ranked among the peak powers of the Eastern Wasteland. Even the Pan Ding Empire was like a mere ant in front of the Su Clan.
What he needed most right now was time. Given his current situation, his cultivation speed was dozens of times faster than before. He believed that the day of his revenge wouldn't be too far off.
"Dogs will always be dogs, and they can never become humans."
Bang!
With a loud crash, the originally heavy wooden door was kicked open viciously.
Dozens of people walked in from outside, looking fierce and menacing, clearly here to pick a fight.
"Young Master, Su Chen hasn't woken up yet. If we barge in like this, won't we be reprimanded by the Patriarch?"
Slap!
The young man fiercely delivered a slap, a trace of viciousness leaking across his gloomy face as he said coldly, "What useless trash. Su Chen is about to be expelled from the family; do I still need to care? Su Chen is obviously unwilling to accept reality and is deliberately feigning unconsciousness. Don't think such a cheap trick can fool me."
Su Yang, the son of Su Family's First Elder, Su Xuan, had manifested his Blood Wheel three days ago and successfully achieved Foundation Establishment, becoming the second person among the younger generation of the Su Family to successfully establish his Foundation.
The first person to establish a Foundation had been Su Chen.
Even back when Su Chen's Emperor Bone was stripped away, his talent and strength had still commanded the entire Su Family.
Su Yang had once acted like a lapdog, trailing behind Su Chen every single day, calling him older brother at every turn, as servile as one could possibly be.
And precisely because of this, watching Su Chen's Blood Wheel get crippled and his cultivation drop to the Innate Realm made Su Yang feel utterly ecstatic. The reversal of their strengths meant their statuses would undergo a corresponding shift as well.
He would no longer be that obedient lapdog who only knew how to nod and bow; now, he could completely look down upon Su Chen and take back all the dignity he had once lost.
In Su Yang's eyes, regardless of whether Su Chen's unconsciousness was real or fake, he was going to humiliate him thoroughly before Su Chen was expelled from the family.
"Someone drag Su Chen out here. I want to see just how long he can keep up this act."
"Yes."
No one dared to disobey.
In the current Su Family, the situation had clearly changed.
With that once brilliant and high-spirited Su Chen having his Blood Wheel shattered, coupled with the intimidation of the Su Clan, not only had his status plummeted, but he was also about to be cast out of the family by the Patriarch.
Back when Su Chen was riding high, Su Yang had undoubtedly been the most sycophantic flatterer, but now, that former licking had turned into malice. Only by doing so could he soothe the anger and reclaim his dignity in his heart.
Looking back at Su Yang, he had already successfully established his Foundation and would soon head to the Su Clan. By then, not to mention them, even the Patriarch would have to treat him with utmost respect.
Before anyone could step into the room.
Creak.
The door was pushed open, and Su Chen walked out from within.
Looking at the dozens of people before him, his expression was ice-cold, and his voice leaked a thread of biting chill as he said coldly, "All of you, get lost."
His Blood Wheel crippled, his cultivation fallen to the Innate Realm, and he still dared to put on airs here?
Su Yang sneered, his face full of mockery as he said, "Su Chen, stop acting so arrogant. Grandpa has already decided to banish you from the family. Right now, you're nothing more than a homeless dog. If you kneel before me and beg, perhaps I might treat you kindly; otherwise, you can contemplate the consequences yourself."
A face full of petty triumph.
The more he acted like this, the more deliriously happy Su Yang felt inside. He was going to trample Su Chen underfoot and humiliate him ruthlessly.
To humiliate this former genius of the Su Family.
Just thinking about how he used to trail behind this guy like a dog made Su Yang unable to suppress the fury in his heart. Only humiliation could allow him to salvage his dignity and make him feel good.
The dozens of people standing behind Su Yang rolled up their sleeves, looking at the Su Chen before them with vicious glares.
Being able to humiliate the former family genius was definitely an immensely satisfying affair for them.
What they needed to do right now was to suck up to Su Yang so they could reap the maximum benefits and rewards.
Stepping on Su Chen was the only way to gain Su Yang's favor.
"Su Yang, you were a dog before, and you're still a dog now. As for wanting to bark a couple of times, you'd better check whether your fangs are sharp enough."
Scolded as a dog in public—