They all call me Great Master

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After lighting the oil lamp in the 'Safe House' and adjusting it to its brightest, Arthur finally settled into the chair, swirling the test tube in his hand.

Gazing at the crystal-clear potion, Arthur uncorked the vial and directly gulped down the "Glory Potion (Perfect)."

It had a slightly viscous consistency, like half-melted jelly, with a faint sweetness that soon turned spicy, as though he had swallowed a strangely textured hot strip.

That was Arthur's assessment before his vision began to blur—

Tender leaves slowly detached from branches, gliding through the humid air and landing on the damp ground.

A palm-sized beetle joyfully devoured this gift from the heavens.

Therefore, it failed to notice a lizard, over a meter long and perfectly camouflaged in the surrounding phantom realm, slowly approaching.

By the time the beetle realized, it was too late—the lizard's tongue shot out, ensnaring the beetle and then began to chew voraciously.

Crack!

Suddenly, the sound of splintering bones drowned out the chewing.

A two-meter-long centipede plunged from the trees, its hundreds of legs instantly slicing the lizard to pieces. Amidst the spray of blood and flesh, a giant foot crushed it into oblivion.

The 12-meter-tall, 7-ton 'King Tyrant Dragon' paid no attention to the sensation underfoot.

It crushed insects like these on a daily basis.

Hardly worth noting.

What it needed was tasty food.

This mature 'King Tyrant Dragon' started to prepare for hunting, but the moment it was about to move, a pair of golden vertical pupils emerged from beneath layers of dead leaves and soil.

The next instant, a colossal serpent, over 15 meters in length, burst from the underground, coiling rapidly around the 'King Tyrant Dragon.'

Immense, overbearing power silenced the ancient ferocious beast's pained roars, and soon, only the sounds of crunching bones and tearing muscles remained.

The giant serpent had caught its prey.

The giant serpent had devoured its prey.

The giant serpent vigilantly fought against the instinct to slip into a satiated slumber.

It dipped back into the dry leaves and then began to bury its body underground.

Its form swelled once more.

Six months later, it broke through the earth.

A 20-meter-long serpent, thicker than ancient trees, roared towards the sky.

It had become the supreme overlord of this forest.

It had achieved its dream.

The tale should have ended there, but a special power emerged within its body, awakening an instinctual awareness of something different, a perception of some kind of…

Bloodline Resonance?
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As the overlord, it began to move towards the source of the Resonance.

The edge of the continent, the ocean.

The edge of the ocean, the glaciers.

When the extreme cold temperatures appeared, the overlord ignored the natural enemies of its species, continuing to devour tirelessly along its path. It had already grown terrifyingly to a length of 30 meters. Some shackles within its body had been completely broken open, and the sense of Bloodline Resonance became even clearer.

It burrowed into a glacier crevice.

From narrow to spacious, the passage grew larger and longer.

And the sense of Bloodline Resonance became more intense.

It kept moving forward. When it arrived at the place where the Resonance was strongest, it discovered a scale, a scale larger than its own body.

It felt the presence of the scale.

It became completely engrossed.

It roamed over the scale.

It closely adhered to the scale.

It chose to sleep there.

It dreamed. It dreamed of a one-eyed man throwing it into the vortex of the deep sea, where it was cast out and feared for its innate abilities.

It dreamed. It dreamed of encircling the world, observing all creatures, only to be eradicated in a flash of thunder.

It feared the thunder, and it woke up.

When it awoke, its body had grown to a hundred meters.

It was over, it told itself.

This was its endpoint.

It knew.

But then…

An overpowering 'Aura of Death' gushed out as though physical.

Its enormous body shattered the ice beneath, and it began to descend frantically.

It had found another resonance with its Bloodline.

It had been granted another opportunity it never contemplated.

Downwards! Downwards!

To the profound Land of Death.

To the resting place of the dead.

Through the Wall of Sighs of the faithless.

Across the river that corrodes all, the Styx.

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It saw the Land of Death.

It saw the place of eternal rest.

Its huge body had long been eroded away, leaving only a skeleton, and even the skeleton was beginning to decay.

But it had found the resonance with that Bloodline.

The lady was embracing the moon, sound asleep, muttering to herself in her sleep, as drool unconsciously fell from the corner of her mouth.

It mustered its last bit of strength, frantically moving forward.

It waited where the drool was about to fall.

The drool hit the ground...

It saw the ocean.

It was just like the ocean it used to swim in; more so, it was the ocean in its dreams.

Its decaying skeleton began to shine anew, flesh once again growing upon it.

It progressed towards the self in its dreams.

It, in place of its dream self, saw the one-eyed man.

The man, illuminated by candlelight, leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

It inched closer bit by bit.

It knew it had only one chance.

It was careful enough.

But it was still careless.

Because—

The man was not alone.

A shrill cat's screech.

A deep and powerful dog's bark.

A grating and ominous crow's caw.

Awake, the man awoke.

He opened his eyes!

Huh?

Both eyes?!

Why both eyes?!

It was utterly astonished.

In its astonishment, it lost consciousness.

In its astonishment, it turned into nourishment.

It was unwilling, but it was powerless to resist.

The young man woke up, and by the rules, it had failed.

He won.

"Hiss, hiss... cough, cough!"

Arthur came to from his stupor, instinctively trying to speak, but what came out from his throat was a loud snake's hiss, an odd sensation which made Arthur instinctively cough several times.

The odd feeling quickly receded.

"Hey, hey, Grandma Liu went to buy milk from Grandma Niu, and Grandma Niu brought Grandma Liu the milk..."

Clear speech came from his mouth, giving Arthur a sigh of relief, but then the text in front of his eyes made the young 'Spirit Medium' frown slightly—

[Ingesting Glory Potion, Dark Serpent Bloodline completion judgement underway…]

[Judgement passed!]

[Dark Serpent Bloodline completed!]

[Perfect Glory Potion promotion of Dark Serpent Bloodline judgement underway…]

[Judgement passed!]

[Dark Serpent Bloodline promoted to 'Mortal Serpent.Thin.Cripple'!]

[Talent 'Breath of Death' resonates with Bloodline 'Mortal Serpent.Thin.Cripple', judgement underway…]

[Judgement passed!]

['Mortal Serpent.Thin.Cripple' anomalously promoted—Serpent of Death.Thin.Cripple!]

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"Thin? Cripple?"

Arthur looked at the suffixes of the Talent, his eyelids twitching involuntarily.

But the feeling of strength from his body provided the young 'Spirit Medium' with enough patience.

Whew!

The young 'Spirit Medium' took a deep breath and continued reading.

Suddenly, his face showed surprise.

Then, it turned to joy.

Even his mouth murmured softly—

"This works too?!"