Martial Era: Starting With The Strongest Talent-Chapter 181: Divine Bloodline

Adam raised an eyebrow.

All that light show... and nothing changed?

Still, he didn’t panic.

Instead, he grabbed five more Royal Purple conduits and equipped them.

Then activated Fuse again.

The same process repeated and minutes later, nothing.

Judgement remained unchanged.

Adam’s heartbeat quickened.

Why does this suddenly feel like gambling?

He had already fused ten Royal Purple conduits into Judgement.

And yet no visible improvement.

At this point, most sane people would stop.

Return the remaining conduits and cut their losses.

But Adam didn’t see it that way.

Yes, the conduits had cost a fortune.

But even if they were wasted, it wouldn’t cripple his wealth.

So he continued.

Five more conduits.

Fuse.

Again, nothing changed.

Adam didn’t stop.

He equipped the final five conduits.

And activated Fuse one last time.

The fusion began.

Energy surged as Judgement trembled in his hands.

For a moment nothing happened.

Then...

Crack!

A small fracture appeared along the scythe’s surface.

Adam’s eyes widened.

The crack spread.

Then the weapon shattered into countless motes of violet light.

Adam froze.

But before panic could set in, a notification appeared before his eyes.

[Judgement Evolving]

Adam let out a long breath.

Relief flooded his chest.

It worked.

Excited, he opened his status panel.

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〖Name: Adam〗

〖Rank: Profound Apprentice〗

〖Cultivation Talent: G〗

〖Special Talent: Equip ❖ Connect ❖ Analyze ❖ Fuse〗

〖Affinity: Wind ❖ Death+〗

〖SLOT〗

↳ SOUL (5): Rapid Charge D ❖ Cryogen D ❖ Cultivation D ❖ Mind Control E ❖ Bone Generation D

↳ BODY (6): JUDGEMENT {Evolving}

↳ Gene (3): Chaos

↳ Blessing: +5 Star Power

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[Star Power: 54±]

[Existence: 3,000]

[Martial Spirit: Profound 4-Star]

Adam examined the panel carefully.

His Star Power hadn’t dropped despite Judgement evolving.

That was good.

Very good.

He relaxed slightly.

Then...

Knock.

Someone tapped on his door.

Adam’s head turned toward it as he activated Connect.

Instantly, his perception shifted.

The walls of his room became transparent in his senses as the world expanded around him. Life signatures appeared like flickering soul flames.

One stood directly outside his door.

Adam focused on it.

Ivy.

She stood there, pacing slightly.

And she looked agitated.

But Adam didn’t have time to deal with that.

In front of him, Judgement’s evolution was reaching its peak.

The scythe floated in the air, radiating waves of dark violet light.

Another knock hit the door.

Then another.

The knocking grew louder.

Adam frowned slightly.

What is she doing?

But he still didn’t move.

Opening the door now would only interrupt the evolution.

The glow from Judgement intensified.

Light spilled across the room.

The weapon trembled in the air as energy condensed around its blade.

Outside, the knocking became violent.

It sounded less like knocking now...

And more like someone trying to break the door down.

But before he could investigate, the knocking suddenly stopped as silence filled the room.

Then the light faded.

The evolution was finished and Judgement dropped gently into Adam’s hand as he e stared at it.

The scythe had changed.

It was still black.

Still terrifying.

But the design had evolved into something far more refined.

The weapon’s frame was darker, almost absorbing the surrounding light.

Its long curved blade stretched outward in a deadly arc.

The shaft was reinforced around a central pivot joint, allowing the weapon to shift its balance or collapse slightly during combat.

Hidden along the spine of the blade was a compact rotary engine, a small mechanical core designed to ignite during impact and drive the blade forward with explosive force.

It wasn’t just a weapon anymore.

It was a machine of destruction.

Adam turned the scythe slowly in his hand.

Admiring it.

But he quickly noticed something else.

The change wasn’t just physical.

He could feel it.

A deeper resonance flowing through his body.

Judgement now felt far more connected to him than before.

Adam’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Interesting...

Then...

BANG!

The door burst open.

Adam turned.

Ivy stood in the doorway.

Holding a crowbar.

Her hair was slightly messy, like she had rushed over in a hurry.

But she wasn’t looking at Adam.

Her eyes were locked on the scythe in his hand.

For a moment, she froze.

Then her shoulders slumped.

Her face filled with pure disappointment.

"I missed it..."

Her voice came out in a small, whining complaint.

****

Back in Hol Bear Woods, Remedy and Felecia stood surrounded by dozens of Hol Bears.

Golden fur bristled.

Claws scraped against the forest floor.

Low growls echoed through the clearing.

The peaceful atmosphere from the dance contest had vanished.

Now the monsters had returned to their true nature.

Remedy drew her rapier in one smooth motion.

Beside her, Felecia cracked her neck slightly.

Then she activated her physique.

"Blessed Purgatory."

A deep red aura erupted from her body.

Heat rolled off her skin as power surged through every muscle.

The aura dragged out every ounce of strength hidden within her body, forcing it to the surface.

Her presence instantly grew heavier, more dangerous and more violent.

Remedy glanced at her briefly.

Then activated her own power.

Divine Spirit Bloodline.

Unlike Felecia, there was no dramatic physical transformation.

At least...

Not at first glance.

A bloodline was something different from a physique.

It belonged to the Essential Races, beings whose lineage carried supernatural traits.

Normally, someone without that heritage shouldn’t be able to awaken one.

Especially not with a special talent.

But Remedy wasn’t normal.

Her countless regressions had altered something fundamental within her.

The dormant Spirit Bloodline buried deep in her genetics had slowly grown stronger.

Now it had finally awakened.

And its effect was subtle but terrifying.

Where Felecia’s physique strengthened her body...

Remedy’s bloodline gave her something entirely different.

Something rarer.

Something far more dangerous.

An additional presence appeared behind her.

A second spiritual manifestation.

A second Supreme Spirit.

The type of Martial Spirit a martial artist manifested depended entirely on their Cultivation Talent.

The higher the talent, the higher the spirit.

It was one of the most basic laws of cultivation.

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Author’s Note: Thank You For Reading! Remain Blessed