They all call me Great Master-Chapter 423 - 420: Snake Wing!

Threads of brightness appeared in Arthur's blood.

It was faint, dim.

It even felt like it was on the verge of extinguishing at any moment.

But it was truly there.

Mingled with threads of light, the fresh blood slowly gathered into Arthur's heart—

Thump!

Instantaneously, Arthur's heart beat emitted a sound like a battle drum.

All the items in the entire secret chamber trembled with that sound.

The walls trembled slightly.

Immediately afterward—

Wind, self-generated.

Shadows, self-moving.

When the wind and shadows intersected, two golden lights sparked within them.

It was a pair of eyes!

Golden vertical pupils!

Sharp, cold, and blinding, the eyes shimmered with perplexity, as their owner's attention was wholly drawn to the changes within his own body.

Arthur 'watched' his own heart.

At the location where the threads of light converged.

A bright shadow the size of a little finger appeared there.

The moment the bright serpent shadow appeared, it began to slither throughout Arthur's body.

Arthur keenly felt the parts of his body, which were initially only slowly nourished by his blood, increase in the rate of change. At the same time, the power feeding back into the blood was growing stronger.

But…

He was hungrier.

More emergency rations were poured into Arthur's mouth.

Not until all the food in the secret chamber, enough to feed a family of six for half a year, had been swallowed by Arthur did the hunger slightly abate.

At the same time, new text appeared beneath "Serpent of Death - Remnant"—

[Snake Wing: Supported by a unique Talent and ignited by 'swordsmanship', the most special part within the Bloodline was enabled through the Ritual which provided a powerful stomach, repairing your Bloodline at a rate beyond imagination as if it had gained wings. Although it remains crippled, and although it cannot directly manifest in other effects, you still need to be grateful because reaching this step would have been absolutely impossible without various coincidences—even with your unique Talent, because—your Bloodline, is also unique.]

[Effect: While accelerating Bloodline repair, it can also enhance the Bloodline effects 'Shadow Concealment', 'Serpentine Body', 'Serpent's Gaze', 'Serpent Speak', 'Devour', 'Serpent's Breath', 'Serpent Shadow', elevating the original Bloodline effects to an additional level +1 Trait.]

（Remarks 1: Only one Bloodline effect can be enhanced at a time）

（Remarks 2: Each enhancement of a Bloodline effect can only last for 15 seconds）

（Remarks 3: Once the enhancement is complete, 'Snake Wing' will enter a cooldown period of 3 days, during which your Bloodline repair will revert to its original speed）

（Remarks 4: Consuming a large amount of food or taking Secret Medicine for physical strength recovery, consuming gold, and bathing in sunlight or moonlight, can all speed up the cooling period）

...

The text before him told Arthur exactly what had happened.

Regarding the linkage of the Bloodline "Serpent of Death", Talent "Breath of Death" and the Ritual "Orange Cat", Arthur was not too surprised.

Because, the Bloodline "Serpent of Death" and the Ritual "Orange Cat" had previously reached agreement on the aspect of 'eating'.

Yet, Arthur had not anticipated that 1+1+1 would surpass 10.

The reappearance of a new effect in the "Serpent of Death" Bloodline, "Snake Wing", was unexpected to Arthur as well.

Of course, what concerned Arthur most were the words in the remarks.

'A unique Bloodline, if unsupported by Talent and Ritual, even if supplemented by 'swordsmanship', cannot complete the Bloodline, can it?

That is truly despairing!'

Arthur mused to himself.

Almost immediately, Arthur thought of those Great Nobles who had disappeared in the annals of history.

Did these Great Nobles possess special Bloodlines?

The answer was certainly affirmative.

Then, setting aside some progeny who indulged themselves, among these diligent and hard-working descendants of Great Nobles, what would they do when even their family's 'swordsmanship' reached a high order but still could not activate or complete their Bloodline?

Facing such a situation, wouldn't those who diligently practiced be even more desperate than their peers who indulged early?

It would even crisply spawn more noble youths willing to enjoy.

Because everyone would think that even if you painstakingly practiced swordsmanship, you couldn't activate or complete your Bloodline, so you might as well enjoy yourself.

And then...

Having power but unable to obtain it made many noble youths become distorted, abnormal.

This once again accelerated the decline of their families.

'Tsk, how terrifying!'

Arthur murmured in his heart, quickly cleaned up the secret chamber, came upstairs, and hugged his little cat into his arms.

In such a cruel world, the little cat was his only warmth.

'Hehe, let daddy take a sniff!'

As Arthur spoke, he took a deep breath of Pendragon.

Pendragon made a face of disdain.

However, upon noticing that Kuliqi in the distance seemed somewhat envious, Pendragon immediately became proud, and then, somewhat awkwardly hugged his old father.

While hugging Arthur, Pendragon did not notice that as soon as he embraced his old father, the look of envy on Kuliqi's dog face disappeared.

All that remained was a kind of indescribable helplessness on the dog face.

Especially when Kuliqi saw Arthur secretly giving it a thumbs-up, the helplessness on its dog face intensified.

It was, after all, the feared Death Hound!

Why had it become like this?

Its master wasn't a fool, right?

A very normal master indeed!

And, he was even rich in the Aroma of Death.

But why did he sometimes become sillier than a fool?

Always issuing commands like playing house?

Could it be because of that cat?

Thinking of Pendragon riding on its back, on its head, Kuliqi felt full of complaints, unhappy, and, right after that, the dog stopped caring about its undefinable master, lay down behind the door, and quietly concealed itself in the shadows.

And so, Arthur let Pendragon hug him back to the Spirit Medium Parlor.

From the concealed cabinet beside, he took out the rolled-up bedding again, spread it out, and once more fell into a deep sleep.

The emergence of the Snake Wing strengthened Arthur, but it did not cure his tendency to sleep excessively.

Six hours a day, indispensable.

As for the emergency rations in the secret chamber?

They were indeed finished.

But, they could be replenished.

In Arthur's memory, there was a recipe for this emergency food, and when he had time, he would mimic it, adding to his stock.

This sleep, undisturbed, didn't even need an 'alarm.'

Arthur slept very sweetly.

Only when the young 'Spirit Medium' used the Hand of Void to open Marinda's door did he continue his morning routines.

Carrying 'breakfast,' Marinda walked into the kitchen and disdainfully glanced at the still-unwashed dishes.

Then, she blew out a ring of smoke.

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Two skeletons emerged from it, beginning to clean and wash up—although Marinda knew this was Grandma Andor's Kitchen's job, she couldn't stand seeing the table like that.

Once there was a clean spot cleared on the table, Marinda placed the basket filled with food on it.

'Really convenient!'

Arthur did not skimp on his praise.

And Marinda enjoyed such praise, her lips curling into a smile.

Following that, the lady took a deep puff from her pipe, exhaled a smoke ring towards Arthur's ceiling, and with an indifferent, very casual attitude asked—

'Are you busy tomorrow?'