My Descendants Are My Power

Chapter 258 What the hell?

Three months had passed, and the entire Blackwood clan had prepared a plan for cultivating psychic powers, working harder and with more purpose than ever before.

Just as the Forebearer had said, only by becoming stronger in the shortest amount of time could they reach the decadent halls where National Advisor Lance resided.

Daniel had managed to send Dawn, a spy, towards the imperial city to gather some intelligence on National Advisor Lance.

At that moment, Ethan shifted the view to a bustling place.

[Emerald Emperor City]

The Emerald Empire was truly extraordinary, with a massive city that was home to everyday people who seemed accustomed to seeing dragons flying overhead.

"True to its reputation as the imperial capital, those courtesans in the brothel, are they at the peak of their Developing Skill?"

"Those eight things... a hundred meters tall, guarding the imperial capital like little mountains? They're alive, and their power is unfathomable."

"The ground is covered in magical formations..."

William wandered through the imperial capital like a country bumpkin.

Eventually, he arrived at a splendid mansion and, looking up at the words [National Advisor's Residence], his lips curled into a slight smile as he vanished into the darkness.

Another month passed.

Inside the National Advisor's Residence, there was an additional guard.

[Your descendant William has successfully become a guard at the National Advisor's Residence.]

Ethan grinned as he watched the screen, where William was now guarding the grand hall inside the residence. Find your next favorite at m vl-em|p-yr

Inside that hall, there was singing and dancing, with rows of Emerald Empire officials in official attire and beautiful maids serving them. Despite the ongoing war at the borders of the Emerald Empire, where countless people died daily, they indulged in this den of luxury!

It was Ethan's first glimpse of National Advisor Lance!

He was a very handsome middle-aged man in a black official robe, sipping wine. It was a timely moment for Ethan to see the small words above Lance's head.

"Grand Tutor Gilbert is conquering the north, celebrating victory after victory, a great fortune for our nation! Yet, our Mystic Alliance lands face repeated setbacks, plagued by poverty and Druid invasions. Many local powers defy imperial commands, and the people of Mystic Alliance are deemed unworthy of life!

Once I secure a millennium of peace, and Grand Tutor returns, Mystic Alliance will still belong to our Emerald Emperor nation!"

But as soon as he finished speaking.

Lance and everyone present changed their expressions as the ground trembled and a terrifying aura rose!

Suddenly, all the experts in the National Advisor's Residence appeared.

Below the residence, a huge cylindrical object was burning fiercely.

Outside the National Advisor's Residence, William calmly walked out, slowly shedding his guard's uniform, and muttered softly, "This will shake you up."

"Boom!"

Behind him, the residence's defensive formations activated, and flames cracked the formations, shooting towards the sky as if venting the rage of the Mystic Alliance lands mentioned by Lance!

On that day.

Everyone in the Emerald Empire watched as flames shot up from the National Advisor's Residence, and above...

The smoke formed a scale weight.

In a tower within the imperial capital, the firelight reddened the face of an old man, his brows furrowed.

"Damned fools, who dares slander The Oracle Chamber again?"

[Your descendant William, after infiltrating the National Advisor's residence for many days, planted the 'dark weapon' you bestowed upon him beneath the residence and found an opportunity to activate it. Although it didn't kill Lance, he was still very confident, gaining the trait: A real man never looks back]

[Confidence Boosted]

"True to its reputation, the National Advisor's residence, indeed the imperial capital."

Ethan was also watching everything happening in the imperial capital, and he sincerely admired it. The last time he went out, he visited Alan and got another 'dark weapon'.

Unfortunately, unlike the Sky Sect, the imperial capital is still the imperial capital, and Lance is still the National Advisor.

He saw with his own eyes that the explosion didn't even break through the grand formation activated by the National Advisor's residence. It seemed that a master instantly stopped the impact of the explosion, leading everyone out of the blast area. National Advisor Lance was only disheveled and slightly embarrassed, but his residence was completely destroyed.

"Damn, that's strong."

Ethan let out a long breath. The purpose of this time was also to probe the strength of the National Advisor's residence through this method. Ethan felt it was worth it, especially since he still had another 'dark weapon'!

And this time's 'dark weapon' was different, just a simple explosion with some modern world's advanced technology added, no radiation. Otherwise, Ethan was really afraid they would trace it back to the Blackwood family, especially since there had been an explosion at the Sky Sect before.

Just as he switched the view.

Ethan was stunned for a moment.

[Special Event—Lance's Fury]

[Your dark weapon killed the Third Prince who was misbehaving with a maid, and killed the prince supported by Lance. His fury will spill over to The Oracle Chamber, leading to a frantic search for members of The Oracle Chamber. His focus will be on investigating The Oracle Chamber and reorganizing his forces, which might give your family more time to develop.]

"What the hell? An unexpected benefit that has them biting each other?"

Ethan's face showed a hint of joy, now feeling that this explosion was very worthwhile!

...

[Blackwood Year 163]

This year for Blackwood was a quiet one, except for a few children still participating in the Druids' war at the borders. The family members within Blackwood were all trying to cultivate psychic powers. As for the line of Jeffrey, Ethan and Nathan didn't interfere much. The old saying really made sense; blood relations thinned after three generations.

If they didn't show any special talents or make significant contributions to the family, they would likely never catch the elders' eyes. Blackwood could only provide them with some resources. And these children, to obtain resources beyond what was supplied, had to strive on their own.

Jeffrey's children understood this and quietly began to join various forces within Blackwood, hoping to gain more attention from the family through their efforts.

Now, even the fifth generation of children had appeared, and under the family's protection, they continued to thrive.

However, relatively speaking, they were somewhat fortunate; the burdens on their shoulders were not as heavy as those of the elders. Blackwood was now trying every means to become stronger. They faced not only the Druids but also had to protect the family's lands. They must become stronger until one day they could stand before Lance!

On this day.

The ancestral hall was once again filled with people; they had already heard about everything that happened in the imperial capital, and William had also returned. This time, everyone's attention was on Amelia and the family's sacred tree, the Primordial Blood Tree.

[Your descendant Amelia, along with the family's sacred tree, the Primordial Blood Tree, had reached the critical point of Pinnacle Apprentice ten years ago but dared not break through. Today, Amelia decided to advance to Competent Force.]

Seeing Amelia about to break through, the people of Blackwood were very solemn.

They all knew that Amelia was cultivating psychic powers through the formidable Celestial Botanical Technique, which was very powerful. But Amelia said she was facing the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations!

Such tribulations had never been faced by anyone in Blackwood!

As for the Primordial Blood Tree, it faced the Seventy-Nine Heavenly Tribulations.

Even though the family members gave gifts, Amelia appeared somewhat relaxed, but the people of Blackwood knew that Amelia did not want to worry anyone.