“We’re both just people, so why are our lives so different? The Progenitor of Bloodlines placed three bloodlines inside of his sculpture, and if Fat Bro had gotten one of them, then my life would have changed. At that point, Fat Bro would have been able to turn around and suppress even that Autumnfrost Qing. Unfortunately, those three bloodlines have all already been taken. What a pity, what a pity,” the fatty mumbled. 

“You better hurry up and search through the rest of the Scripture Pavilion, as more people will be coming since they’re all trying to prepare for The Hunt. Even a freak like Di Fa will come to the Daosource Sect to test his luck, so what do you think Autumnfrost Qing will do if he meets Di Fa? I’m really looking forward to that! I hope that Di Fa will give him a good beating!” The fatty’s imagination began to run wild. 

This was not Lu Yin’s first time hearing the name Di Fa, and he seemed to be one of the top-notch powerhouses among the Bloodburn Realm’s younger generation. It sounded like he was a peak existence that truly towered above all others, and Lu Yin hoped that they would not bump into him. 

When Lu Yin and Huang San returned to their previous location, they found that Sister Kui and the others were already there, and it was obvious from their expressions that they had not found anything either. 

“Fatty, did you find that Pompom Pig bloodline?” one of the men called out teasingly.

The fatty ignored him and glanced...