Chapter 317: Section 105: Accidentally Became the Divine Son! (Part 2)
The Fishman youth quietly and cautiously activated his Blood Core.
The Blood Core suddenly burst into a red glow!
Like a hungry tiger released from its cage, the red light quickly spread throughout the youth’s body, sweeping away all the Holy Water that had infiltrated his body.
The youth had almost no time to react before the Holy Water that had seeped into him was completely absorbed by the red glow.
“So fierce?” the youth silently exclaimed in surprise, instinctively feeling uneasy, and he quickly controlled the Blood Core.
He took control of the Blood Core and successfully contained the blood light within his body, preventing it from spilling out.
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Although the youth was still not at the level of fine control over the Blood Core, and couldn’t save the Big guy who was suffering from Bloodline Conflict at that moment, he had still made considerable progress since his time on Mysterious Monster Island. After all, this was his greatest trump card, and he had been secretly practicing.
The Holy Water that had seeped in was completely devoured by the red light, and the Fishman youth’s pain vanished entirely.
The force of the water flow itself was very small, merely like a small fountain. What was truly unbearable was the Holy Water permeating the interior of the Fishman to transform him.
Thus, the Blood Core eradicated the Fishman youth’s agony right at the root.
The Fishman youth stood erect.
“This brother of mine is tough! Great perseverance. To endure the Holy Water without a peep, unmoving, not even bowing his head,” Hong Bao, who had been paying close attention to the Fishman youth, watched this scene and immediately felt admiration.
The Fishman beside the youth began to groan continuously, some even started to cry out in low agony.
The youth noticed this and, although he was without pain, began to groan as well.
“I need to keep a low profile, can’t stand out too much,” the youth reminded himself.
Performing exceptionally well to the point of abnormality would definitely attract scrutiny.
Activating the Blood Core quietly in the Holy Water pool was risky, but the strong urge conveyed by the Blood Core indicated the benefits were certainly substantial.
Moreover, the Fishman youth had some confidence in himself.
Even if he were subject to scrutiny, he had Pearl Bubble on him. Currently, all the Pearl Bubbles were concentrated on his body, a preparation made prior to the Justice Pirate Group entering the Half-plane.
The Fishman youth continued to groan and persist. He strictly controlled the Blood Core, which always seemed ready to surge forth, eager to swallow all the Holy Water.
The youth could clearly feel the difficulty of maintaining control increasing. It was like a novice riding a wild horse; the slightest inattention could result in a complete toss.
The other Fishman who had entered the Holy Water pool with him began to fall to their knees.
The youth kept groaning while vigilantly observing his surroundings. Seeing this, he also began to let his body quiver slightly.
“Well done, brother! You can do this, hold out for the longest time, you must do your utmost!” came the encouraging voice of Hong Bao, earnest and warm.
Not just him, the other Fishman were also watching the youth.
Among this batch, it was the Fishman youth who was performing the best, most resilient.
This was the result the Fishman youth intentionally controlled for. While slightly better than others, he wasn’t so outstanding as to be glaring. This way, he had an excuse to extend the time slightly, allowing the Blood Core to absorb a bit more Holy Water.
The Holy Water that caused the Blood Core to have such a strong urge to devour must certainly be something valuable!
Before long, the Fishman began to howl miserably, most of them falling to their knees or fully kneeling, supporting themselves with their hands on the bottom of the Holy Water pool, some even lying flat, baring their teeth and enduring the comprehensive scouring of the Holy Water.
Only the Fishman youth was still standing.
“Who is this, so resilient!” More and more Fishman started to focus their attention on the Fishman youth.
“It’s enough, I can kneel down too,” the youth thought, having been watching his surroundings, not wanting to be too conspicuous.
But the next moment, the youth’s heart lurched.
He realized he couldn’t move at all.
“How could this be?!”
Most of his attention was focused on controlling the Blood Core, and he had paid less attention to checking his own condition.
After entering the Holy Water pool, he went to the center and stayed motionless, so it was difficult to notice this condition.
“The Holy Water keeps washing over me, permeating every part, nearly sweeping me away.”
“And the light from the Blood Core is also filling my body, both attracting each other, leaving me unable to move!”
After inspecting himself with his spirit, the youth immediately understood the reason—both the Blood Core and the Holy Water together had immobilized him.
The youth’s mind became calm.
Once the cause was known, the solution seemed simple: just stop the Blood Core.
The next moment, he was about to shut off the Blood Core, recalling all the blood light.
However, the youth’s heart lurched again.
He discovered that the Blood Core inside him had gone out of control!
“How can this be?”
Even when absorbing the King of Flame Dragon, the youth could stop the Blood Core at any time.
“Why not here?”
“Damn it!”
The youth couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, the constant flushing of Holy Water concealed this flaw.
This turn of events was beyond his imagination, something he had never encountered before!
The Blood Core had always been well-behaved and obedient.
But at this moment, the youth simply couldn’t stop.
Crucially, the Fishman youth was still enduring the cleanse of Holy Water under public scrutiny.
Watching his proudly standing figure, many Fishmen were deeply moved.
“Who is this Fishman brother?”
“Strange, he’s just a brown-scaled one, yet he can hold on for so long!”
“Humph, my brother’s Bloodline isn’t just brown scales, he has another Bloodline!” Hong Bao declared loudly, with head held high.
“So, that’s how it is.” Many Fishmen nodded slightly in understanding.
The Fishman youth was beginning to panic and feel nervous.
The Bloodlight was frantically absorbing the Holy Water, and had he not suppressed it with all his might, it would have erupted outward.
No matter how the youth tried to mobilize the Blood Core with his spirit, the Blood Core remained indifferent, hell-bent on gorging itself.
Du Liu clicked his tongue and stared at the youth’s back with admiring eyes: “He is a warrior.”
Xia Bai nodded in total agreement: “He doesn’t even stumble one bit!”
The two exchanged glances, both harboring the thought of recruitment.
If they knew that the Fishman they were admiring was the same one who caused chaos in Sea Eye City, who knows what they would think.
In fact, the Fishman youth really wanted to shake his body, but he couldn’t!
“Ah ah ah ah—!”
He had no choice but to scream in agony.
Hong Bao’s face changed: “Brother, come on, you can do it! Hang in there!”
After a while, those Fishmen who had entered the Holy Water with the youth had already begun to exit one after another, unable to hold on any longer.
More or less, they all had some improvement.
Looking back at the youth’s silhouette, these Fishmen all showed expressions of admiration.
“He’s been holding on for so long, and only now has he started to scream.”
“Who is he? To have such tremendous potential?”
The Fishman youth was on tenterhooks, aware of his own predicament. On one hand, he was desperately trying to stop the Blood Core; on the other, he was screaming hoarsely, attempting to make his cries sound even more pitiful.
Many Fishmen were touched by his screams.
“We all understand the intense pain of being cleansed by Holy Water. This Fishman has held on for so long, and still screams so powerfully, he truly is remarkable.”
“Look at him, standing tall and straight as a lance, never kneeling, he has the spirit of pride!” Even the Divine Officers by the Holy Water pool started to praise him.
Such a performance from the Fishman youth was rare indeed!
“What to do?!” The Fishman youth heard the surrounding praise and felt a whirlwind of emotions.
Continuously screaming wasn’t a solution either.
“Stop for me, stop!” The Fishman youth never ceased his attempts to control the Blood Core.
The Blood Core gave no response.
It was too starved; every drop of the infiltrating Holy Water was not to be spared.
The outside Holy Water wanted to flush, instill, and permeate, while the inside Bloodlight desired to sweep up and engulf – the combined forces pinned the youth firmly in place, without a hint of wavering.
Moments later, the surrounding Fishmen began to show expressions of shock.
“Incredible!” a cry of admiration startled everyone, and the Fishmen bowed in respect.
It was Mei Lan, the High Priest, who had received the news and came directly.
She was from the Holy Domain, a four-armed Naga.
At this moment, she was intently focusing on the Fishman youth, her face a mixture of inquiry, excitement, and thrill.
What was happening to the Fishman youth was unprecedented!
“What on earth is going on?” someone asked the High Priest.
The High Priest smiled; although it was also her first time seeing this, she appeared nonchalant: “Don’t worry, it’s his Bloodline far surpassing the ordinary, so he keeps absorbing the Holy Water. The Bloodline hidden within him is awakening.”
The Fishmen were astounded, each beginning to speculate about the Bloodline the youth was awakening.
Fishman youth: “…”
After a while, the youth was still screaming miserably, and his body remained rigid.
“What’s going on?”
“There’s still no change in his body surface, isn’t his bloodline awakening?”
The Fishmen were bewildered.
The High Priest wore a smile, and even though she was also perplexed, she appeared to have everything under control, “Don’t worry. His bloodline far surpasses the ordinary, which is why the awakening process is so slow. But there will definitely be changes.”
The Fishman youth: “…”
He desperately tried to activate his Blood Core, and perhaps because he had been trying for so long, he finally made some progress. Although he couldn’t stop the Blood Core immediately, he managed to make the Blood Core retract some of the blood light.
As the blood light retracted back into the core, an incomplete bloodline pattern emerged within the Blood Core.
The youth was profoundly shaken.
He didn’t know exactly which bloodline it was but was able to sense its Bloodline Grade.
The grade of this incomplete bloodline was astonishingly at the Divine Level.
A Divine Level Fishman Bloodline!
The youth was a bit dazed.
“My Blood Core can absorb a Divine Level bloodline?”
“Wait a second, after absorbing the King of Flame Dragon, it only showed that I could take on Legendary creatures. This certainly does not mean that Legendary is the limit.”
“Moreover, this is not a Divine Level creature but Holy Water. Clearly, it’s a product refined by Mei Lan. Since it can be absorbed by all the Fishmen, perhaps its difficulty was reduced. So the Blood Core can absorb it?”
For a moment, various conjectures sprung up in the youth’s mind.
With the additional incomplete bloodline, the youth managed to calm his heart somewhat.
He immediately attempted the Mutation.
The Blood Core was still out of control, using the blood light emitted to devour the Holy Water.
This was the most challenging Mutation the youth had ever faced.
But fortunately, he succeeded.
His bodily features began to change.
These changes were slow, but as soon as they occurred, they instantly caused Mei Lan, the High Priest, to exclaim in shock, “This is—?!”
The other Fishmen did not have such keen insight. Seeing Mei Lan, the High Priest, lose composure, they all instinctively held their breath, quietly awaiting the High Priest to reveal the answer.
The next moment, the High Priest did not disappoint; with a trembling voice, she declared, “Shark Blue, this is the Divine Level Shark Blue Bloodline!”
Boom!
The Fishmen erupted into a commotion.
Among the Fishmen, there had been deities; naturally, there were Divine Bloodlines.
But the Fishman Race couldn’t compare with the Human Race, Dwarves, or Elves in general aptitude. The output of Transcendents was low, and the Magic System was even more precious, making the rarity of Divine Bloodlines downright terrifying.
“Divine, Divine Level?!” Hong Bao’s eyes widened, “Brother, you’re too awesome!”
Xia Bai and Du Liu immediately dismissed the idea of recruiting the Fishman youth, changing their stance to one of allegiance. How could they align themselves with him?
Under the Blood Core Mutation, the youth’s body stretched taller, becoming more erect and elongated.
Fishmen tails mostly degenerated, but his began to grow.
Countless eyes sparkled, all fixed on the Fishman youth’s body. The fervor in those eyes seemed to raise the temperature of the Holy Water slightly.
The youth knew he was being grilled over an open fire.
It seemed glorious, but dangers lurked everywhere!
But there was nothing he could do. He could only undergo Mutation, pretending that everything was normal.
“Stop now, please stop,” the youth tried with the Blood Core but encountered a bottleneck; he could only undergo Mutation and was not able to completely stop the Blood Core.
However, it seemed as though his wishes were heard, as the flow of Holy Water from the divine statue gradually lessened.
“The Holy Water is almost depleted,” one Priest said, his face full of astonishment, “So much Holy Water washing over him, I’ve never seen anything like this.”
“No, we cannot let the Holy Water stop!” Mei Lan, the High Priest, suddenly said, “Summon all Believers and Priests to come and pray, to help the divine statue quickly produce more Holy Water.”
The High Priest’s order was swiftly carried out as a multitude of Divine Officers flooded in, surrounding the Holy Water pool.
They kneeled and prayed, their voices resounding across the fields.
The Holy Water surged once again.
The youth: …
He could only continue to absorb and then let out agonizing cries.
His voice was hoarse from all the screaming.
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“He can still shout, that’s impressive.”
“It’s so terrifying, such willpower!”
“He truly deserves to have Divine Blood.”
Praise was unending.
The more Holy Water absorbed, the greater the degree of mutation.
The scales on the Fishman youth’s body began to transform, from ordinary flat fish scales into the rough, raised Shield Scales of a shark.
These Shield Scales, far denser than ordinary fish scales, overlapped layer upon layer, covering the Fishman youth’s entire body.
The Fishman youth completely grew a shark-like tail.
His limbs became sturdy and powerful.
His hands too were covered in Shield Scales, as if he had donned a pair of gloves.
The Holy Water once again became scarce.
Mei Lan, the High Priest, stared intently at the Fishman youth, “He can still shout, he still has the strength, but the Holy Water is too little. No, we cannot stop!”
Mei Lan the High Priest leaned over, plunging her arms into the pool, a surge of Divine Power streaming from her body, all of it flowing into the Holy Water pool.
The previously sparse Holy Water once again became turbulent.
The youth: ?!
With the full support from a being of the Holy Domain, the Holy Water gushed out violently this time, almost like a miniature waterfall.
This greatly stimulated the Blood Core.
A surge of red light swelled, almost spilling out of the youth’s body.
At this critical moment, the youth could only brace himself and, opening his mouth wide, tilted back his head—I’ll drink!
Gulp, gulp!
He swallowed the Holy Water in large gulps.
All Fishmen onlookers were so shocked their bodies went numb.
“He, he’s actually drinking Holy Water direct!”
“Oh my God!”
“He’s so brave, so incredibly brave!!”
While unorthodox, the Fishman youth’s actions saved him. Large amounts of Holy Water entered his stomach, greatly satisfying the Blood Core.
The Bloodlight swiftly transformed the Holy Water, rapidly increasing the Divine Bloodline Concentration within the Blood Core.
The Fishman youth continued to mutate.
He shot up to a height of two meters, his form growing tall and imposing, with a shark tail that was at least one and a half meters long, its lines smooth and graceful.
His Shield Scales extended into his mouth, turning into layers of sharp teeth.
Inside the cavernous maw of the Fishman youth, there were three layers of jagged, razor-sharp teeth. Uneven and incredibly sharp, they sent shivers down one’s spine.
But it was not yet the complete form.
Plunk.
Mei Lan, the High Priest, collapsed into the water; she was drained and couldn’t hold on any longer.
Without her effort, the Holy Water instantly became thin and weak once more.
Soon after, the Holy Water finally stopped surging.
With no Holy Water to entice it, the Blood Core was somewhat satisfied and no longer had the intense devouring impulse from before, being reined in by the youth once again.
“Finally, finally…”
The Fishman youth exhaled a breath of foul air, moving his limbs.
He turned around and saw all the surrounding Fishmen had knelt on the ground.
“Divine Son…” a Fishman murmured.
“Divine Son.” a Fishman’s eyes brimmed with tears.
“Divine Son! Divine Son!!” More Fishmen started calling out loudly and feverishly.
The Fishman youth looked at the Fishmen kneeling on the ground, then turned to Mei Lan, the High Priest.
The High Priest, her face deathly pale, showed a look of profound relief, nodding slowly towards the Fishman youth.
The Fishman youth was speechless.
How did this happen?
He had accidentally become the Divine Son of the Fishman tribe!
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