Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 338 - 337 Have I Awakened the Divine Bloodline?

In Zhou Bai’s perception, streams of extremely fine, needle-like white airflow shot through the air and entered the sea of his consciousness.

’Found it.’

Zhou Bai was delighted in his heart, knowing that someone within the Catastrophe Domain had developed enmity towards him and had been attacked by GUI Hai Black Sha, reducing his luck.

Thus, Zhou Bai leaped towards the source of the white luck.

’Is it this guy?’ Zhou Bai scanned the other with his Primordial Spirit, not using GUI Hai Black Sha anymore because it was too easily identifiable. After deploying it once, he switched to "Shit Mode" and then put on a handkerchief cover.

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Two minutes earlier, inside a high-rise building in the underground city, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was sitting at a desk, incessantly writing something.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the paper was filled with densely packed information about the upcoming Four Great Taoist Schools’ competition.

As he wrote, he muttered, "Zhou Bai... Cang Ming... Kong Chan..."

Looking at the information he had organized, he let out a deep breath, violently tore up the paper filled with information, and threw it into a nearby wastebasket, still recalling details about the Four Great Taoist Schools’ competition.

"These Immortals are really overreaching themselves. They even want to manipulate the results of the Four Schools’ competition, treating people as if they are not equal peers."

"One day, I will have these Immortals kneel before me to apologize. I’ll lock them up in a zoo for all humanity to see."

After dismissing the Immortals with disdain, he thought about students like Zhou Bai and Kong Chan.

"The Four Great Taoist Schools are also useless, just pinning their hopes on a few students? Zhou Bai, Kong Chan, Cang Ming, aren’t they just built up by the resources of the schools?"

"Now, at this moment of life and death, they still think of turning the tides with a few students? These cultivators have truly wasted so many years."

"They have occupied the most resources of humanity, enjoyed the fruits of everyone’s labor, and yet, after all these years, not only have they failed to defeat the Heavenly Demon, but they have also been retreating step by step, leaving humanity with almost no ground to stand on, all useless fools."

Just then, the pen in his hand flickered, emitting a sound, "I have received the information you provided, good."

Hearing the voice from the pen, the boy’s expression changed, with a trace of fear and nervousness he said, "I’ve been sending information to you every day these past few months, when will you fulfill what you promised us?"

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A cold voice came from the pen, "Soon. Prepare yourself, by next month at the earliest, or in two months at the latest, I will help you complete the transformation of the Heavenly Demon rebirth."

Hearing this, the boy was thrilled, ’The Heavenly Demon rebirth! I will finally become a Heavenly Demon. Once I have the power of a Heavenly Demon, all Immortals, all Four Great Daoist Schools, Zhou Bai, Kong Chan, Cang Ming, all will be trampled under my feet.’

The thought of possessing the power of a Heavenly Demon and being immortal excited the boy uncontrollably.

A moment later, he noticed that the pen in his hand had quietly calmed down, seemingly the connection had been completely severed.

He gently exhaled, remembering how he had acquired the pen.

The boy’s name was Jin Xiang, a student who had failed to get into the Dao School and was preparing for a re-examination.

It was on a day he visited the library that he inadvertently found a pen on the ground, never imagining it could directly connect him to the Heavenly Demon.

Originally, the moment he found the pen, he wanted to turn it in immediately, but after hearing about the Heavenly Demon’s reincarnation, he hesitated.

"Heavens, the Four Great Taoist Schools, none of them can be relied upon, the only ones who can save mankind are ourselves."

With that thought in mind, he began to gather information for the Heavenly Demon, and then discovered that deep within Beihai City, he was far from the only one who had become a subordinate of the Heavenly Demon.

With expectations for the Heavenly Demon’s transformation, Jin Xiang cautiously placed the pen in his chest pocket, leaning back in his chair with a joyous expression.

"Jin Xiang! Time to eat!"

Jin Xiang furrowed his brows, impatiently saying, "I know."

He stepped out of his room and saw that his parents were already seated at the table ready to eat, his mother said, "Don’t forget to wash your hands."

Jin Xiang took a seat. "What’s there to wash? I haven’t touched anything dirty."

His mother sharply replied, "I told you to wash your hands, did you hear me? If you don’t wash, you don’t eat!"

Jin Xiang pursed his lips and headed toward the bathroom, muttering in his heart, ’Psh, once I become the Heavenly Demon, no one will command me.’

He reached the spot to wash his hands in the restroom, but suddenly felt his foot slip and nearly fell. Looking down, he saw a clump of pitch-black, foul-smelling stuff on the ground that he had just stepped in, sticking heavily to his shoe.

He was taken aback. "What is this..."

He took a few steps back and realized that mounds of thin feces kept appearing under his feet, making him let out a cry of surprise, "What’s going on? Why is there so much poop in the bathroom!!"

From the dining room, his mother, at a loss for words, said, "Where else would there be poop if not in the bathroom? Don’t forget to flush after you’ve finished."

"It’s not that!" Jin Xiang exclaimed in horror, "There’s a lot of poop, a lot of thin poop on the floor!!"

Hearing this, his mother frowned, walked toward the bathroom, and before she even got close, she covered her nose; upon seeing the messy scene inside, she yelled, "Jin Xiang, what are you doing! Who told you to poop on the floor!"

"It wasn’t me! I didn’t do it!" Jin Xiang insisted urgently, "It just appeared out of nowhere!"

His mother looked at him with disdain, covering her nose, "You did it yourself, so you better clean it up." She then turned and left, leaving Jin Xiang furiously protesting, "I really didn’t do it!"

His mother turned back. "It’s so watery; you must have a stomach problem. Eat less vegetables and drink more porridge lately."

"Damn it! I said it wasn’t me!" Jin Xiang stepped forward, and immediately two more clumps of filth appeared on the ground, making him seethe, "It must be a Daoist attack!"

His mother rolled her eyes, "Who would use feces for a Daoist attack?"

His father, worried, said, "Has this child been under too much pressure? He hasn’t been admitted to the Dao School for three years..."

"That’s because the Dao School’s system is flawed!" Jin Xiang retorted angrily, "And just wait and see, I will eventually become a being that surpasses Immortals and the Heavens!"

Seeing Jin Xiang step out with a big splash of filth, his mother shouted, "What are you doing! Go back and clean up the bathroom!"

Jin Xiang stepped back a few paces, only to discover several more clumps of thin feces continuously appearing beneath his feet, he exclaimed, "I understand now, could it be that I’ve awakened my Divine Blood lineage! Have I acquired extraordinary powers? Is this why every step I take summons these...contaminants?"

"That might mean this stuff might not be poop, maybe it just looks like it, after all, awakening a Divine Blood lineage wouldn’t awaken poop, right?"