Chapter 345 - 280: Village Defense Battle (16)
"Tell us the method for condensing a Racial Bloodline, and I’ll provide you with food and medicine."
"Heh, and here I was wondering why you were suddenly so kind. Turns out, you just want me to teach you the method? Simple. Have any of you broken through to the noble rank?"
"Broken through to noble? What do you mean?"
Shirel stared at Zhao Chi in disbelief. "Why would you even ask that? Doesn’t your Snowfield City have plenty of Human Nobles?"
Zhao Chi said, "Just answer my questions. You’re not the one who gets to ask them."
Shirel snorted. "Such ignorant Humans. You have to at least break through to the noble rank before you can pass down or condense a Racial Bloodline. And only those with a noble Identity can become a Bloodline Master or a Bloodline Inheritor."
’So there was a rule like that?’
Zhao Chi had never encountered this kind of information before.
It wasn’t taught in the academy.
And there were no relevant materials in the library.
Zhao Chi had always assumed nobility was won through combat.
Whoever won became the noble.
Shirel’s words were proving to be incredibly enlightening for Zhao Chi.
And Zhao Chi had a feeling that what she was saying was the truth.
"How do you break through to the noble rank? Is there a method?"
Shirel sighed. "Besides food and Medicine, I also need some money."
"I can give you 5 Gold Coins."
"Only 5 Gold Coins? Are you that poor? I need a Weapon and Armor."
"Cut the crap. You’re in no position to negotiate with me. Talk!"
Shirel glared at Zhao Chi. "It’s like leveling up. Once you’ve accumulated enough Power, you’ll naturally be promoted."
"So it requires accumulation... That will take a long time. Is there a faster way?"
"There is. Elves can use the Tree of Life to gather Power and awaken their potential, allowing them to force a breakthrough. As for you Humans, I don’t know."
"What happens when you’re promoted to noble?"
"What do you mean, ’what happens’? Are you an idiot? You get stronger, of course! Your Attributes increase, you gain new Talents, and you can even comprehend hidden Skills."
’No wonder Shirel’s Attributes are so high—six points higher than an Ordinary Elf.’
’So being a noble also provides a Bonus.’
"Primordial Racial Bloodlines and Racial Bloodlines—how are they condensed? What’s the difference?"
Shirel sighed. "I don’t want to talk anymore. The questions you’re asking are truly too Basic."
"Talk!"
"Sigh... A Racial Bloodline is a Racial Bloodline. How am I supposed to explain it?" Shirel looked helpless.
But she still explained, "Suppose that gorillas and Humans are both subspecies of monkeys. If you obtain a monkey’s Racial Bloodline, you can only get monkey Genes. If you obtain a monkey’s Primordial Bloodline, you have a chance to obtain gorilla or even Human Genes, though the more distant the relation, the lower the probability."
Zhao Chi said, "I get that part. I’m asking *how* to condense it. What do we do once we’ve broken through to the noble rank?"
Shirel shook her head. "You’ll know how naturally when the time comes. It’s like when you open your mouth; you can choose to either speak or stick out your tongue."
Zhao Chi asked, "So, if we become nobles, does that mean we can condense Racial Bloodlines an infinite number of times?"
"Like hell! Didn’t I tell you? Only a Bloodline Master or a Bloodline Inheritor can condense them. Plus, every condensation puts a huge strain on the Body and requires rest. You can’t do it continuously."
"I think I understand."
"...Then stop wasting time talking and go take a bath."
"No need. I just washed. My Body is perfectly clean."
Shirel looked at Zhao Chi, then back at Gu Qing.
Then she pointed at Gu Qing and said, "Have this female subordinate of yours leave."
Gu Qing said, "No. I must stay here to stand guard and protect my Lord’s safety. Lord, you don’t mind, do you?"
Shirel cut in, shouting, "You should be asking if *I* mind! I mind! You, get out!"
Gu Qing took out a needle.
"You’d better show some Obedience in that bed. My Lord likes well-behaved women. Also, you’re not allowed to be on top; I won’t allow you to crush my Lord. If he feels the slightest bit of discomfort, you’re finished. Understand?"
Shirel clenched her fists but didn’t dare say another word.
She just glared at Zhao Chi. "Come on. Get it over with."
To be honest, Zhao Chi was feeling a bit overwhelmed.
The Saintess of a High Elf tribe was lying on his bed, waiting for him.
Although Elves lack the reproductive functions of Humans, they have all the requisite organs.
They couldn’t get pregnant, no matter what one did.
Not unless they underwent a Special Improvement.
This was one of the reasons Humans liked Female Elves.
Of course, other Races, like Beastmen and Goblins, also liked Female Elves.
Gu Qing leaned close to Zhao Chi’s ear. "Lord, I’ve checked her inside and out. There are no issues. She isn’t hiding any dangerous items on her person, and she’s very clean. You can rest assured."
Zhao Chi froze. It took him a moment to understand what Gu Qing meant.
He looked at Gu Qing, slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected her to be so meticulous.
Gu Qing really did think of everything.
"I understand. Thank you."
"No need to thank me, Lord. Go on, show her the might of a Human male!"
Shirel snorted disdainfully. "Low-class commoner, are you just going to stand there dumbfounded? Hurry up and come help me condense it."
Having said her piece, she closed her eyes and lay down ramrod straight.
Although Shirel was arrogant and rude, her Appearance was indeed quite good.
Her figure was also excellent, on par with Qi Yue’s.
Coupled with her exotic Appearance, she certainly had a novel appeal.
’No more pointless talk, then.’
He stripped and got on.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Shirel clamped a hand over her mouth, not letting a single sound escape.
She could suppress her voice, but she couldn’t stop her Body from trembling uncontrollably.
Gu Qing watched her, her brow furrowed.