King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 398 - 398 393 The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan

Chapter 398: Chapter 393: The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan Chapter 398: Chapter 393: The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan “So, that’s the situation. I wonder if any of you ancient dragon elders have a solution?” Muria sat in the main chair, holding Princess Remilia, who was shyly shrinking in his arms, and asked the ten ancient dragons at both sides.

After finding out that Remilia had been turned into a member of the Blood Clan, Muria had been unable to think of a solution, so he immediately had Mia invite ten ancient dragons for a consultation. These old creatures who had been around for at least 800 years knew much more than him and might have a viable solution.

“And what kind of solution do you wish for?” the Ancient Golden Dragon Basde pondered, stroking his long white beard, “Or rather, into what do you wish this little princess to be transformed?”

“Back to being human?” Muria asked tentatively.

“Are you joking?” the bronze ancient dragon Hilwei, who had transformed into a blonde beauty, glared at Muria, “Do you know how high the Blood Clan’s blood compatibility with humans is?”

“I do.” Muria let out a helpless bitter smile, “I once read in a book that there’s a theory that the Blood Clan is a sub-branch of humanity, which is why it’s easy for humans to transform into members of the Blood Clan.”

“And knowing that, you still propose such an impertinent request?” Ancient Bronze Dragon Hilwei rolled her eyes.

“Is there any other choice? The sole heir to the human kingdom is not human, but an upper-level member of the Blood Clan. This would be a humiliation if word got out.” Muria sighed softly, “And this transformation happened after I took office, it’s utterly mortifying.”

“Prince Mureya, if such a thing happens under your leadership, it’s your fault. But the little girl turned out this way when she was out playing with her father, so you really shouldn’t blame yourself.”

“Is it truly impossible?” Muria asked, seemingly somewhat unwilling to give up.

“I know a legendary mage who, bored with too much free time, has experimented in turning the Blood Clan back into humans. But the most successful case so far was turning a human who had been transformed into a member of the Blood Clan back into a human within ten days.

If you insist on turning the princess back into a human, I can invite this legendary mage over, even though I wouldn’t recommend it.”

“I also think it’s not necessary. If she was transformed into a lower Blood Clan, we must change Princess back to a human because there are too many weaknesses that can be exploited in lower Blood Clan members, and their potential is limited.

However, the Blood Clan Princess Remilia was transformed into seems to be of a high level. If that’s the case, we don’t need to waste time and energy.”

“Is that so?” Muria stroked his chin thoughtfully, then proposed another question, “Could you look at Remilia’s current blood, see what level she’s at among the Blood Clan?”

“That’s easy.” Ancient Golden Dragon Basde, with a beaming smile, took out a heart that looked as if it had been carved out of a blood-red diamond, as if it was a beautiful piece of art. But it was not a piece of art, rather it was a pulsing, “thump-thump,” beating heart.

As this heart appeared, a strange fragrance spread throughout the hall, intense life force emanating from it.

“This is the heart of a Blood Clan Duke.” Ancient Golden Dragon Basde introduced with a grin, “I obtained it as spoils from a war where we besieged the Blood Clan.”

With these words, Ancient Golden Dragon Basde, holding the heart that could drive countless members of the Blood Clan mad, walked over to Muria and handed the heart to Remilia in his arms.

“Uh!” Seeing the crystal clear blood-colored heart, Remilia turned her face away in undisguised disgust, twisted her head, and curled up into Muria’s arms, refusing to look at the heart.

The reaction of Remilia caused Ancient Golden Dragon Basde’s face to pause, wearing an incredulous expression. He then turned and looked at the other ancient dragons who all shared looks of surprise in silence.

In the end, Ancient Golden Dragon Basde, unable to hide his astonished look, put away the heart which had been scoped out from the chest of the Blood Clan Duke. This was the power source of the Blood Clan, a precious and legendary treasure.

A Blood Clan Duke of legendary strength losing their heart, although wouldn’t die, still face an inevitable power drop before their heart could regrow. Therefore, there are barely any Blood Clan Dukes who survived after losing their heart.

“A royalty-level Blood Clan?” Bronze Ancient Dragon Hilwei voiced out uncertainly.

“With this reaction, I’m afraid it’s more than just royalty.” A Bronze Ancient Dragon dressed in bronze armor and resembling a warrior shook his head, negating Hilwei’s assumption.

“Lower-level Blood Clan members when seeing the blood of higher-level Blood Clan have a near-mad obsession and desire. Only upper-level Blood Clan would disdain the blood of the lower-levels.

However, even the same-level Blood Clan would be very interested in the heart, being the source of power. And the power source of a Blood Clan Duke, I think even a Blood Clan royalty wouldn’t reject it.”

“So, you’re saying, Princess Remilia, who was transformed into a Blood Clan member, has a status higher than that of Blood Clan royalty.” The ancient Silver Dragon stated the final conclusion with some disbelief, “She’s transformed into a True Ancestor Blood Clan.”

“That’s impossible!”

“But her reaction has already explained everything.”

“Absurd! For tens of thousands of years, there’s been no news of any activity from True Ancestor Blood Clan in Elasia. Even if a True Ancestor Blood Clan were to personally embrace a vampire, they could only create a royalty vampire.

In order to create a True Ancestor Blood Clan, a powerful True Ancestor would need to sacrifice their own original blood, but this is impossible. Over tens of thousands of years, never have we heard of any True Ancestor willing to do so.

Therefore, the birth of a True Ancestor means the death of another True Ancestor. But this is also impossible. When a True Ancestor perishes, the world would sense it, and anomalies would happen. We couldn’t possibly be ignorant of it.”

“There have been no recent True Ancestor deaths, but there have been True Ancestors who have perished in the past. There were instances where they were killed by someone.”

“You’re suggesting that a powerful being has now given the original blood of those fallen True Ancestors to a princess of the Human Kingdom? For what purpose?”

“It doesn’t necessarily have to be the original blood, such treasures, who would give them away? Even to their direct descendants, they wouldn’t.”

Hearing up to this point, Muria couldn’t help but touch his nose, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and then, he continued listening to the ancient dragons’ argument.

“What’s the noise? Whether she’s a True Ancestor or not, isn’t it clear once we test it?” Basde the Ancient Golden Dragon interrupted all the debates.

“How do we test?”

“I’ve heard that True Ancestor-level Blood Clan have no weaknesses, holy light, holy water, silver weapons, and all others that target the Blood Clan, are ineffective against them.”

…”Under the gaze of Muria and many ancient dragons, Remilia, the blue-haired, red-eyed loli princess, held a bottle of Holy Water Essence and drank it slowly, like a lady.”

“We can now confirm, this little princess is indeed a True Ancestor Blood Clan.”

“Wait, there are some things that don’t match what the books say.”