My Descendants Are My Power

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Marcus's Emergence Part 3

Especially...

Ethan was rummaging through the event log for Marcus's breakthrough notifications.

[Your descendant bathed in the Heavenly Pool's Psychic Spring, harnessing this Emerging Ability, leaving only the Golden Fire Psychic Constitution!]

[Heavenly Pool's Psychic Spring: As the Fire Scale Elder's life reaches its limit, a century's worth of heavenly treasures have gathered to form this psychic fluid. When the time comes to break through the Emerging Ability, this fluid will cleanse the marrow and wash away the vast impurities within the body's energy sea!]

[Marcus's Golden Fire Psychic Constitution, breakthrough at 85 points!]

At 29 years old, possessing a highly complete dual Psychic Constitution, he is already a rare genius, and breaking through to Developing Skill before his life's end is unquestionable!

[Your descendant Marcus has acquired a psychic item, the Nine Psychic Strange Fires, integrating it within himself, his body like flames. The Lotus Fire never extinguishes, his physical body never perishes!]

[Nine Psychic Strange Fires: Nine paths of Lotus Fire, which can be nurtured by psychic abilities, forged with the abilities of Developing Skill.]

This psychic item alone is comparable to the finest psychic instruments, and it directly coexists with Marcus.

Given the chance, Marcus might even break through to the Competent realm.

This is also why Marcus dared to act recklessly at the Martial Arts Conference!

Not only that.

Marcus made a deliberate show for everyone in the Sky Sect, letting them know that he, Marcus, is now the treasure of the Sky Sect!

He was also showing it to Silas's master.

Only by killing Silas on the spot would those old men, who would love nothing more than to pamper Marcus, be wary of Silas's master!

It's not just about whether Silas's master would move against him for his disciple's sake, Marcus suspects that if he tripped on the street, they might blame Silas's master.

As expected.

Amidst the pleas of many elders, Master Zhenyang glanced at Silas's master, "Elder Logan, what do you think? Should we kill this boy?"

Elder Logan, middle-aged and seemingly honest and simple, forced a smile, "Sect Master, that must not be done, alas, my disciple has become a scourge, but Marcus cleaning up for me is actually a blessing."

"Hmph, no matter his motives, committing murder in public is a heinous crime, how can our sect forgive him?"

Master Zhenyang snorted coldly, his gaze icy as he looked at Marcus.

"Though death is unavoidable, a lesser punishment cannot be escaped, I sentence you to reflect at the Cliff of Contemplation."

"Five days!"

[Your descendant Marcus has been recognized by the Sky Sect and has been granted the status of a true disciple!]

"Has this kid, who was bullied for twelve years, become so meticulous?" Ethan felt a pang of emotion as he watched Marcus, who had been punished to face the wall in contemplation for five days, carefully setting up an altar inside the contemplation cliff and gently cards his tablet on it.

He still remembered everything from before.

When Marcus was driven out of his home by his mother, he cried all night in his ancestral hall. Every so often, Marcus would come to his ancestral hall to cry, even on the day he was taken away by the Fire Scale Taoist.

Looking at Marcus now, in the grand hall of the Sky Sect, daring to draw his sword in front of hundreds of masters, his madness was evident.

He was like a true lone wolf, exploding in silence!

"Forebearer."

With the cards set up, Marcus finally showed a smile, his eyes reddening, "My child has done it. Now that I have a place in the Sky Sect and have received the master's teachings, I am like the master in the sect, adding another helping hand to our Blackwood!"

The thought was good.

But Ethan never really considered the Sky Sect a trump card, not even a friend. When Marcus was lonely, he made no mistakes and was sentenced to five years of facing the wall. Now that Marcus has shown his potential, even committing a major fault, he was only punished for five days.

In the end, it's all about interests, and all feelings between powers are false. But if the feelings towards one's own people are also false, then... honestly, Ethan really dislikes this facade.

However, seeing the growth of his descendants, Ethan was already at peace. He only hoped that Marcus would not be blinded by momentary adulation.

He then switched the screen to Gratitude Village, bringing back the news about Marcus.

The people of Blackwood were also happy for Marcus.

Then, while observing Amelia, Ethan frowned.

[Your descendant Amelia, following the team of Sky Sect disciples, has found the Thunderfire Demon Cave!]

Ethan immediately clicked on the map of the [Thunderfire Demon Cave].

It's called a demon cave.

But it's not much different from a normal city, except that while the weather outside is clear, the Thunderfire Demon Cave is covered with dark clouds, with skeletons scattered around the cave, not a blade of grass growing, and the ruins covered with moss.

Ethan clearly saw the demon-hunting team of a hundred people already assembled, all frowning and wrinkling their noses, presumably due to a foul smell coming from inside the cave.

It was calm just a moment ago.

But as two Emerging Ability swordsmen wanted to take to the air, holding compass-like ability equipment to scout for information, a female cultivator with red silk on her sleeve was drawn into the Thunderfire Demon Cave.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared as if there were dragons in the dark clouds. Ghostly fires rose from the ground around the cave.

They had no choice but to retreat.

After several more attempts, the assembled hundred people retreated, no longer wasting their efforts.

Amelia had been slacking off in the team all along, occasionally looking at some unfamiliar herbs on the grass near the cave, clearly finding these unfamiliar herbs easier to deal with than the strangers.

"Forebearer, looks like we're going to be here for a long time."

Amelia took out her token, giving a wry smile.