Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 1812 Dissatisfaction

1812 Dissatisfaction

Ryu continued to look at the mop, feeling somewhat incredulous. Even when his enemies tried to humiliate him, none had ever stooped so low. 

Finally, he looked up from the mop to see that the old man was looking at him with earnestness. Though his words were a bit crude, it didn't seem like he had done it out of maliciousness, but rather that he felt that he was talking to an equal. 

Ryu reached forward, and when the man thought he was going to take the mop, he patted him on the shoulder instead. 

"Enjoy yourself, old man."

Then, without another word, Ryu walked into the building, having no intention of helping at all. 

His Temperament might have been refined again and again, but there were still certain things that Ryu would never do. 

However, maybe this time, the reason for them had changed. 

The real reason he had no intention of picking up the mop this time was because he knew that it would be a waste of his time. He had no intention of wasting away here doing menial labor. It was hilarious that they thought that they could suppress him like this. 

He could read their thoughts even without having ever seen their faces. They thought that even if the ceiling here was only True Sky God, Ryu would never dare to do anything that could be reported to the outside world. 

All of the matters of these Holy Worlds were decided by the Dao Gods, so as long as one ordered Ryu to exit, wouldn't he have to listen? 

Of course, Ryu would try to hide away in here forever, but what genius would be willing to watch their talent waste away for years on end only because they couldn't control their temper? 

And honestly, at least in the latter case, they were right. Ryu really would never waste away his time in here, hiding away from the fury of a Dao God. 

But where they strayed was in thinking that this would be enough to get him to change his thoughts and actions. 

By the time Ryu stepped out of this place, he was confident that even a Dao God wouldn't dare to target him so easily. 

Of course, that wasn't because he thought this place would increase his strength so much, though he knew that this would be an excellent place to strengthen himself. 

Instead, it was because the notoriety of his name would begin to hold too much weight. 

… 

In a luxurious room, the sounds of jeering and laughter could be heard. Within it, one could see an array of races of all kinds. 

However, there were probably three main groups in the region. 

The Fey, the Faeries and a peculiar race of humanoids that seemed both human and not at the same time. 

This race of humanoid was known as the Naturals. They took on the human form, but they were all naturally born with Spirit Bodies. 

In this way, they were a lot like the Faeries, though not quite. They were a truly odd existence, but they could be summarized with a single line. 

They were the offspring of Fey and Faeries. It could be said that they gained aspects of both. 

Faeries weren't known for their powerful bodies, but the Fey were. And in the end, the Naturals got caught in between the two of them. 

One would think that they'd either be weaker than both Races, or potentially stuck in the middle of them. 

But in line with the chaos of these Planes, these Naturals actually seemed to be uniquely powerful in their own right. Many of them showed signs of suppressing both the Fey and the Faeries. 

If Ryu had been here, he would have found it endlessly fascinating. That's because according to what he knew, the Fey were the superior Race between them and the Faeries. 

The Faeries descended from the Fey and their bodies grew weaker as they focused more on elemental combat. 

But these Naturals, who seemed neither human nor ghost, the result of their inter-marriages, were somehow particularly eye-catching. 

And they also happened to be a Race that Ryu had simply never seen before. 

Despite the fact they all seemed to be of differing Races, they were all actually part of just a single, large branching family. 

The Luminara Clan. 

In this world, the most powerful Clans were just six. 

The Sun Clan. The Moon Clan. The Golden Lion Clan. The Dragon Whale Clan. The Three-Legged Golden Crow Clan. And, begrudgingly, the Shah Clan, the only central Human power. 

In practice, though, this was only because the humans had a Dao God, and had no choice but to be added on that list. Otherwise, it would only be just five. 

While it might seem like beasts had an upper hand, this wasn't the case at all. After all, Ryu had already seen through the fact it was very difficult for beasts to rise in this world, so how could they? 

The truth of the matter was that the so-called Sun and Moon Clans were separated into ten branches and one main Clan. 

These branches were colloquially separate, but all eleven centers of power practically advanced and retreated as one. They might as well have been a single enormous Clan. 

In addition, every time a Dao God was born from one of the branches, they would change their name to Sun or Moon, resulting in their branches not having the ability to rise beyond their station as branches. 

And yet, these branch Clans seemed to have no issue with this at all. 

The Luminara Clan was precisely one of these branch Clans, and they were under the purview of the Moon Clan. 

Within the ten branches, they were ranked seventh, and they currently had one Dao God still serving in the Moon Clan. 

When they heard that a Human was coming to their Holy World, one that they had already cornered off for their personal use… 

How could they not be dissatisfied?

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