Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World

The Blood Emperor's bloodstream.

It was a transcendent domain beyond mere dimensional existence──a cosmos infused with divine Qi and ancient, boundless power. Each droplet of his blood was a vast, limitless realm of space teeming with life and death, creation and destruction, an eternal cycle manifested in blood!

The sky above shifted with colors, where constellations of blood-red supergiant stars glimmered, each representing a fragment of the Blood Emperor's dying will.

The air was thick with the scent of immortality and potent spiritual energy that cultivators yearned for.

Time and space lost their meaning here; the laws of the mortal world were but fleeting whispers.

"What do I do now…?" Yang Wei wondered aloud.

He looked around and hovered forward, then he saw it──the thing he had been searching for since he opened the medicinal manual Huo Zirou had given him.

It was the Blood Dragon Pool!

It lay beyond an intricate pathways of meridians that interconnected various regions.

The pool of celestial blood crackled with raw power, cultivated over countless millennia. Its brilliance was so intense it could scorch stars. The grandness of this universe-spanning river was indescribable, shinning with the light of a million suns and possessing the weight of countless worlds.

It was infinite!

It was eternal!

It was ever-changing, yet unchanged!

Yang Wei kept his cool and flew forward through the complex network of meridians.

"When one has reached the Blood Dragon Pool, they will gain access to the Blood Emperor's Medicinal Scroll, which holds the true legacy of the Blood Emperor."

He could never forget reading that.

"Hm?"

Yang Wei noticed a distortion in the Blood Dragon Pool.

It was resonating with his body──no, it was more than that.

The quasi-Blood Dragon-Strengthening Pill in his spirit root was reacting to the cosmic pool of blood, seeking power to evolve!

Tendrils of blood shot out from the pool, restraining his arms and legs to prevent escape. The pool pulled him in like a fisherman reeling in a catch.

Powerful blood Qi swirled inside him, and his Immemorial Nine Dragons' Peak Core pulsed, resonating not just with the pool, but with the entire world around him. Something ancient was awakening within him──a consciousness that had been asleep for countless eons, a destructive force that made Yang Wei feel as if his cultivation base now matched his magic.

In that moment, he felt like his true self, the omnipotent Magic Emperor!

The power surging into him felt as though the entire body of the Blood Emperor was acknowledging him as its new ruler.

No, it was more than that. . .

"I..."

Yang Wei's eyes flickered between their crystal blue beauty and a blood-red terror. His white hair slowly turned black.

"I have become the Blood Emperor!"

He knew this instinctively.

That was the only logical explanation.

One who could create a pill to awaken the Blood Emperor's final will would ultimately inherit his legacy!

In the martial world, bloodlines were the invisible threads that shaped one's fate. They measured potential, talent, and ultimate supremacy.

Human bloodlines, although common, were considered inherently inferior. It lacked the innate power and mystical resonance of the lineages of mythical beasts, ancient clans, and divine beings.

Being born with a mere human bloodline meant starting at the bottom of the towering peak of cultivation, watching those with exalted heritage soar effortlessly above.

Yet, in the world of cultivation, an inferior bloodline wasn't a shackle but a challenge──a call to rise above the limitations of birth.

Cultivators sought to refine their bloodlines through arduous cultivation, alchemical wonders, and the absorption of ancient essences. The path was fraught with peril, but the rewards were immeasurable. Improving one's bloodline was a way to transcend the mundane!

As cultivators practiced profound cultivation methods, they awakened dormant potentials within their blood, similar to forging common iron into celestial steel. Each breakthrough purified and empowered the blood, transforming it into a conduit for immense spiritual energy.

But beyond mere improvement lay the ultimate aspiration. . .

Awakening an ancestral bloodline!

Such awakenings were moments of unparalleled transformation, where the latent power of one's forebears surged forth, rewriting destiny itself. Ancestral bloodlines, when awakened, filled the cultivator with abilities and strengths that defied the natural order.

The blood of dragons, phoenixes, or even celestial beings could pulse through their veins, granting them dominion over flame, storm, or the very fabric of space and time!

In that moment, a lot had happened and more to come.

Yang Wei had awakened the ancestral bloodline of the Blood Emperor.

He had become the Blood Emperor himself.

And he had also awakened three other ancestral bloodlines!

They were lesser essences dormant within the Blood Dragon Pool.

The first ancestral bloodline ignited within him, causing his eyes to blaze red as his innate blood spirit took shape.

He had awakened the Crimson Dragon Celestial Bloodline!

Staring at his hand, he felt immense power welling up inside him.

I still remember Suzhen's teachings clearly... Blood Arts is just the foundational aspect of blood cultivation. As demonic cultivators master blood arts, some can fully manifest their innate blood spirit and develop their own unique form of blood martial arts.

Hrmmm~~

Now that I'm the Blood Emperor, that is inconsequential…

Next, the second ancestral bloodline activated.

"Wh-, what? Another one?!"

His body grew heavier.

His muscles hardened as if forged from bedrock.

The strength of ancient cliffs and the resilience of towering mountains fortified his fleshly body power. It felt like he was a living mountain!

This was the ancestral bloodline of the Earthen Titan Dragon!

"If I awakened this, then that means…"

Yang Wei knew this wasn't the last ancestral bloodline.

He stabilized his cultivation base.

Huuuuu~~!

He felt a third bloodline awakening!

The energy of the Aqua Lotus Dragon unfurled within him, like the gentle ripple of a pond touched by a breeze. A blue energy surged from his body before gradually fading away.

According to Senior Tortoise, the Blood Emperor slaughtered countless celestial dragons to create the Blood Dragon Pool. The essence of these dragons must have helped me fully form my innate blood spirit and awaken my Crimson Dragon Celestial Bloodline.

The Earthen Titan and Aqua Lotus Dragons weren't killed by the Blood Emperor; that was done by the Blood Emperor Polarity Sect.

However, the power of the Blood Dragon Pool must have resonated with the inferior pool formed from the other two dragons, transferring some of their essence to me, which manifested as ancestral bloodlines.

Yang Wei looked at his entire body. He didn't feel normal in any sense. There was so much power swirling inside of him that he felt a sudden urge to unleash it.

"What do I do now?" Yang Wei's face turned to confusion.

He looked left and right, but all he could see was the ancient Blood Emperor's body, with no way out.

"I'm a little scared. What if a second inside this world is a thousand years outside? Time isn't a concept here… My lovelies would kill me if I didn't return back to them in time."

He started to rub his chin thoughtfully.

Hrmmm~~

Suddenly, the realization that he was now the current Blood Emperor sank in.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Wait a minute!"

Yang Wei snapped his fingers.

"The manual said accessing the Blood Dragon Pool would grant me the Blood Emperor's Medicinal Scroll… or in this case, my medicinal scroll."

He looked back at the cosmic blood pool, hoping for answers.

The ancient Blood Emperor's voice echoed from all corners of this boundless world.

"Child, prepare to inherit the core of my consciousness. This is the representation of my final will manifested in physical form, my true inheritance!"

Columns of ancient scripts written with blood Qi appeared around Yang Wei, reminding him of when he acquired the Profound Black Tortoise Inheritance.

These columns... it was the Blood Emperor's Medicinal Scroll!

"Hm?" Yang Wei looked at its content.

━ This scroll harnesses the essence of life, blood, and soul to form three supreme secret arts of unparalleled potency.

He looked at another one.

It was the Sutra of Eternal Vitality!

━ This secret art taps into the infinite wellspring of life force and vitality. Cultivating it enables one to manipulate the lifeblood of oneself and others, granting control over life and death at an unprecedented level. By channeling the primordial essence of life, one can rejuvenate, heal, and resurrect at will.

Getting excited, he read the next one.

It was the Sutra of Blood Sovereignty!

━ The next secret art commands the very essence of blood, allowing one to dominate and manipulate the blood of any creature. One gains control over the physical and metaphysical properties of blood, making thou an unrivaled master of blood-based cultivation.

Then he read the last one.

Sutra of Soul Dominion!

━ It seeks the deepest mysteries of the soul. Peerless control over spiritual energies and soul cultivation is guaranteed. One will finally manipulate the very essence of souls, binding them to one's will or harnessing their power for whichever purposes.

~ End.

After reading all the scripts had to offer, the blood Qi they were made of fused together at a singular point, forming a red scroll tied with a golden rope.

It landed gently in Yang Wei's hand.

"Blood Emperor… I understand your will, but I don't truly understand your motives." He tightly gripped the scroll and looked around, seeking an answer. "Enlighten me!"

Silence. . .

More silence. . .

Finally, the ancient Blood Emperor spoke.

"Once you complete the cultivation of the Blood Emperor's Medicinal Scroll, you will truly understand the connection between magic and cultivation—they are one and the same. One cannot be complete without the other. The pinnacle of all that is and will be awaits you… a Realm of Ultimate Existence!"

Yang Wei did not speak a word. He continued to listen instead.

"You are now the living, unsealed, unrestricted and virtually unstoppable Blood Emperor. You must carry on carry on my dream and reach the pinnacle of it all… you must suppress the Heavenly Court Sect, kill the Divinecelestials and take rulership of the Immortal Kingdom of the Nine Skies. You now have all that is left of my power!"

That was it.