Chapter 9: Bloodline Assimilated
I don't have much time left. So I'll just give you the second gift. I bestow onto you, Chen Zhen, the primal bloodline of the Voidforge Titan Race. This is not just an ordinary bloodline from my clan brat. It is the purest form of our race's divine heritage. Only three Voidforge Titan clansmen have inherited this bloodline since the beginning of time. The progenitor himself, our last clan Head, Me and now you!"
*BOOOOOM!*
Space time was torn asunder, the sound of bell chimes rang across the worlds. Shards reflected planes and dimensions and reality itself shook. The elder instantly turned to him with a small evil crackle, before he morphed into a figure of shiny silvery white bones that began to liquefy. Soon the drops of vicious liquid transformed into a small round orb that levitated above his head.
Gojo watched the platform of shattered space lead him to the other platform within the Hall of Refinement on which he gently took a seat and crossed his legs.
He took a deep breath, strengthening his resolve. This was it.
Remembering the arrogant and little devious smile on the old man's face, Gojo frowned.
"This is probably gonna hurt a lot isn't it.." Gojo laughed to himself and then raised his head towards the blob of condensed silver liquid above his head. "Let's get this over with!"
*SHHHH!*
Without hesitation, the blob simply poured onto his figure, and like a highly concentrated acid, it began to sizzle, burning into his skin, as a scream was ripped from his throat. The silver liquid melted into his eyes, nostrils and even into his mouth, however this was not even the beginning of his suffering.
"Aarghhh!"
Gojo felt pain he had never experienced before. The silver liquid didn't just damage his innards, he felt the concentrate crush his bones and dissolve them as new silver and runic bones began to replace them. His marrow, brain, nerves, heart.... everything was dissolved by the silver concentrate. At a point, his skin which resembled a rather loose and flat organ also began to dissolve.
He last thing he remembered was looking up to the sky and wondering why the fuck he was even doing this in the first place.
The next time he opened his eyes, it was almost a day later. He now laid naked on a bloody platform. He groaned in pain and slowly sat up, only to feel his body heavier than usual. But, he could already feel changes. His six eyes glowed even brighter than before, and he could feel it's range of vision expand far beyond what was possible before.
Letting his vision sink into his body, he was now presented with a silver and crystalline world. Crystalline silver bones, blood vessels and nerves run along his silvery gray organs along with a thick viscous stream of silvery blood. His skin was now as white a polished jade, his teeth like crystals. Every single part of his body was fortified beyond measure.
"Am I even human at this point?" Gojo withdrew his gaze and questioned. He felt stronger and heavier than before, and he slowly rose to his feet.
Clenching his fists, he let out a punch, feeling the immense power flowing within. The air whooshed, as a hole was torn within. An impressive feat with just his bodily strength.
Sighing to himself, he sat down on the platform, still butt naked and began to recite the sutra for the cultivation of the 1st layer of the Voidforge Titan Codex, the Earthly Titan Physique.
One might ask, why would he need the Tome when he already had the full bloodline. The answer was simple. He had no freaking idea how to develop the bloodline in the meantime. He wasn't born with the bloodline. It had been bestowed upon him, meaning, he had to cultivate every single ability from scratch..And the only way, he could see himself doing this and developing his bloodline was through the technique. It was like an instruction manual for him.
Without wasting time, he sent out a mental command towards the four dimensional stones, and the moment he did, massive beams of silvery white shattered dimensional debris ripped into his fiy8re from cardinal points. No part of his body was spared from the onslaught.
*SLASH!*
*SLASH!*
Gojo screamed out in pain. It was if billions of sharp blades were tearing through his body all at once. And this was just the first level of the output of the dimensional stones. Despite the pain, he didn't forget to recite the sutra. Silver blood splashed all over, yet he refused to admit defeat. He was like a monk seated under a Bodhi tree.
His eyes were closed, his palms were brought together and he recited the ancient sutras back and forth without hesitation.
Deep down, Gojo Satoru was a man with sadistic tendencies. No matter how painful it was, he was gonna endure. No matter how blood wrenching it was, he was going to persevere through, after all, how could he bear to utter that word, that word which he has used to describe himself in the past, the word that had been his cardinal personality trait, if he was not willing to do all it took.
How was going to call himself the strongest if he was going to chicken away from challenges.
His newly formed Voidforge Titan Physique was almost instantly torn apart from the barrage of dimensional shards. They didn't just cut through his body. They ripped into his organs and even into his dantian, tearing through everything that stood in their way.
In about a minute later of the assault, Gojo gave the mental order and the dimensional stones returned to slumber. His figure crashed into the ground, and bled profusely, dying the platform bright silver.
Looking onto his chest, he saw a faint glimmer of an ancient rune slowly forming across his chest as a smile formed on his face. When the void rune was full formed on his chest, then he'd be believed to have stepped into the initial phase of Earthly Titan Physique.
Summoning his Qiankun bag, he summoned the spiritual stones he had received and began absorbing them to recover. His body was now riddled with cross cross shaped scars that were slowly healing. Gojo could care less. The moment he used up all the spiritual stones, he sent out a mental command and spatio dimensional shards ripped into his body once more, this time with greater intensity.
*Aarghhh!* He roared out in pain, but he grit his teeth and began reciting the sutra. 2 minutes, 3 minutes, 5 minutes. The void rune that had halted its formation slowly began to form, as sparks of silver light spread out. It was as if a rune master was inscribing an incredibly fascinating rune onto an object. Soon he realized that, though it still hurt like a bitch, the new skin and organs that formed aftee being torn apart multiple times were incredibly resistant to the dimensional shards.
10 minutes.
Ten whole minutes, Gojo had sat under constant torture. Yet he wasn't ready to give up. It was all or nothing at this point. A crazy glint flashed within his eyes and without hesitation, he summoned his Qiankun bag and popped the two Pure Yuan pills down his throat. Pure Yuan Pills for a body tempering cultivator were rather volatile and could cause serious consequences if not absorbed slowly, yet this fellow let out a crazy laugh not caring one fucking bit.
Under the influence of the Pure Yuan Pills, the dimensional shards began burrowing into his body with even greater intensity, his dantian looked like it had been ripped apart, yet under the influence of the Pure Yuan Pills it began to recover. He felt his bones get tempered several times along with his marrow.
Without hesitation, the volatile energies within the Pure Yuan Pills instantly pooled within his dantian and began to condense, slowly coalescing into a round walnut shaped Yuan power seed that was completely silver in colour. In that moment the spatio dimensional energies around began flooding into the Yuan power seed, getting tempered by the dimensional shards in the process. Gojo's eyes were bloodshot at this point. Meanwhile, the silver runic symbol on his chest completely formed and even began extending towards his shoulders.
He had done it. He had fucking done it. With a mental command, the influx of dimensional shards halted the moment his Yuan Power seed became full. Right in that moment, a regenerative power swept out from the runic symbol on his chest, slowly healing him, as his body returned to normal.
"I did it. I fucking broke through! I did it!" A maniacal laugh erupted from him as he slumped to the ground in exhaustion.
A/N: Who's awake?