Chapter 170: The Secret of the Artificial Mountain

Midnight
Moonlight spills onto the eaves, forming a clear silvery frost, and several night cats roam here, often making small, nimble footsteps on the roof. The sound is close and frequent.
Zhao Bufan squatted on the rooftop and looked around. After experiencing an inheritance, he became more and more sensitive to the fluctuations of blood. Under a few shout, a hint of blood color appeared in his single eye, and a strong blood aura emanated from his whole body. However, at this moment, the previous dragon scales were not visible.
"Dragon tribe's skill."
"Let me have a look." Miss Zhong flipped through the notes left by the previous Kun Masters, her fingers gliding over several pages before finally stopping. "The Kun Master, through the fusion of the Kun Scripture, once they obtain the inheritance, is equivalent to gaining the bloodline's approval, and the limitations on their manipulation of the bloodline will also be greatly reduced."
"How can this feeling make my body feel so comfortable."
"There must be something special about the Zhao family." Zhao Bufan's gaze fixed on a direction, relying on the concealment of martial energy from everything, and his body landed in a courtyard.
"Bloodline perception?" Xiao Jingfu said.
In the process of cultivation in the Kunjing, as we go further, some low-level bloodlines no longer have the ability to upgrade. Bloodline perception can screen out these low-level bloodlines, while high-level bloodlines will make the owner feel restless.
This restlessness is akin to a demon beast facing the shackles of bloodline, struggling to break through its boundaries.
Encountering a devourable demon beast and using it to break through the shackles brings about an exhilarating state.
Zhao Bufan walked in the small garden, observing the artificial rockeries and flowing water around him.
"This is Zhao Hu's residence," Zhao Bufan's voice was low. He felt a sense of familiarity with this place, as he had lived here with his father when he was younger. "But why is this the location where my bloodline is sensed?"
"The master has someone coming."
"They have extremely strong power."
There was a sound coming from the Xiao Jing Mansion, at the same time, the Tianyuan Mirror also began to assist Zhao Bufan in concealing his own aura.
"Master Hu." A middle-aged man led someone and walked from a stone gate, with a strong blood energy flowing from his body.
Zhao Bufan hides behind a large rock, staring with wide eyes at this person's face.
This person is short in stature, and as the side of his face moves, his eyes, unintentionally, suddenly widen like needle-like pupils, as if he has spotted his prey.
These emerald green eyes shine like sparkling emeralds.
"This is definitely not human, its aura is the same as Xiao Lian's. Could it be another body possession?"
Zhao Bufan relied on his mental power to sense the bloodline fluctuations of this person and determined that they were at most a second-stage early-stage demon beast, not a top-level expert among the White Cat Clan.
"Old Gu."
"What about Cat Emperor?" Zhao Hu casually said.
"He's in seclusion for cultivation."
"He won't come out these days." Old Gu is the abbreviated name of this person, in the world of monsters and beasts, most of them have single-character names.
"He is indeed thoughtful in his cultivation."
"During these days, you should keep your clan in line and stay low-profile. The Fire Guards have been watching closely. If they discover your existence, I'm afraid the entire Zhao family will suffer for it," said Zhao Hu.
"I will tell King Cat about this, Zhao Jia Zhu."
"You also know that our White Cat Clan came to your human territory."
"In order to survive, we must possess bodies," Gu said coldly.
Zhao Hu took a step forward and said, "But why do so many people have mutated bloodlines?"
"How many mutated individuals are currently imprisoned in the dungeon of the Lord's Mansion? This has stirred up the whole capital city," he added.
老古上前拍着赵虎的肩膀，小声在他的耳边说道：“赵家家主，别忘了你的修为能提升这么快，可全都靠我们。”
“你也知道，夺舍有一定的概率不能成功。”
“Don't make the situation bigger.”
“If you keep causing trouble, more powerful people from the Imperial faction will come, what will we do then?!” Zhao Hu's eyes trembled, covering his chest with one hand, a murky color appearing in his eyes.
"Rest assured, our clan has already completed more than half."
"You also saw that after successfully taking over someone's body, there is no difference between me and the human clan. My White Cat clan can also join your Zhao family, which will greatly enhance your family's power. Our emperor can even share everything with you."
Zhao Hu suppressed his breath, his trembling arm leaning against the stone wall beside him.
"You gave me something, how could there be such heavy aftereffects? These days, I can't even control my own strength."
"Zhao Family Patriarch, you should know."
"If you want to fully grasp the power of the Black Tiger, this is the path you must go through."
"With your talent, it would be impossible to improve so rapidly through normal cultivation." The Old Man smiled at Zhao Hu, waving his hand in front of the rockery. Blood-red patterns emerged from all around the rockery. "Come with me, I will help you suppress with the bloodline of our clan. Once you have fully mastered the power of the Black Tiger, this force will no longer disturb your mind."
"This Zhao Hu actually made a deal with the demonic clan for power." Zhao Bufan's eyes narrowed slightly as he stood in place. Xiao Lian had informed him earlier that what he cared about now was not how Zhao Hu cultivated, but this "bloodline."
He has seen this thing before over in the demonic domain, but he didn't expect that the White Cat Clan would also be able to wield this kind of power. It seems that the background of the White Cat Clan is not simple.
This blood pattern is the same as the ancient mechanisms in the past.
The stones in front of the artificial mountain are moving aside.
"It's this aura, this is what I just sensed." Zhao Bufan swallowed, suppressing the astonishment in his heart. If he made any noise, he would probably face pursuit from multiple directions.
"Master, there seems to be treasure here," came a voice from Xiaojing Mansion, as it also sensed something unusual.
Zhao Bufan wiped his mouth and smiled faintly, "There are probably many treasures hidden here, but we have to wait for them to come out."
A few moments later.
The big stone door opened again.
"I'm feeling comfortable. Let's stop here for today." Zhao Hu stretched his body, tightened his arms, and his internal martial energy burst out with a momentum approaching the later stage of the Warrior, even just one step away from a breakthrough. "In a few days, there will be an election for the Beast Patrol Officer."
"I don't know if it can sustain."
"Zhao Family's head, with your body, once every half a month."
"It's enough." Old Gu stared at Zhao Hu and immediately said, "You also know that the human body is not as strong as our demonic tribe."
"That would be great." Zhao Hu nodded in satisfaction, feeling that it wouldn't take long for him to make a breakthrough. By then, there would be no more than three people in the entire Luo Feng City who could contend with him.
Zhao Bufan saw the departure of the two people and came to the front of the artificial mountain. He touched the stone with one hand, and it felt just like an ordinary stone. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have suspected any clues here.
"Xiao Jingfu, how should this thing be opened."
"Master, this is a blood pattern technique unique to the White Cat clan."
"Forcing it open may alert the White Cat clan."
"Outsiders are not allowed." Zhao Bofan pursed his lips and blinked for a moment. "I have signed a blood oath, Xiaolian is not an outsider in our White Cat tribe."