The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 969 - 970: Genius Mother and Son

Nine dragon patterns hovered around Ye Mo, instantly drawing everyone’s attention, especially Zi Baihe. Seeing the nine dragon patterns around Ye Mo, he even wondered if he was seeing things.

"Nine golden dragon patterns, I heard there’s a bloodline prodigy in the clan recently who’s condensed nine dragon patterns. Could it be him?"

"His bloodline talent rivals the ancestors."

Ye Mo ignored the crowd, fixating his eyes on the Dragon Pattern Stele. The nine dragon patterns on the stele were all lit, representing Ye Mo’s nine dragon patterns.

Boom!

Ye Mo punched with incredible force, like the cries of black dragons, channeling all the light from the nine dragon patterns into the punch, directly striking the Dragon Pattern Stele. The nine shining dragon patterns lit up in red one by one.

One! Two! Three! Four! Five!

Everyone stared intensely at the dragon pattern scales on the stele, holding their breath. They had never seen nine dragon patterns light up before, and they all wanted to see how much of his bloodline power Ye Mo could unleash.

The sixth dragon pattern scale lit up in red, followed quickly by the seventh.

Everyone’s breathing grew heavier once again. This meant that even without Zi Ning’s intervention earlier, Ye Mo could effortlessly defeat Zi Baihe with one punch.

"It’s not over yet!"

When the eighth dragon pattern scale lit up in red, it finally stopped.

Wow!

The hall immediately erupted into a buzz.

Nine dragon patterns had lit up eight dragon pattern scales. To unleash nearly ninety percent of the power on the first use of bloodline power was an unprecedented talent.

In reality, Ye Mo was not that much of a genius because he actually had ten dragon patterns. To be precise, he and Zi Ning had the same talent—eighty percent.

But Zi Ning didn’t know, and neither did anyone else.

"Haha, Mo’er, your bloodline talent is astonishing. Compared to you, your mother is far behind. Spend these days converting in the array of the testing cultivation ground. I believe with your talent, it won’t take long to reach one hundred percent."

Zi Ning loudly praised Ye Mo.

"Tsk tsk, worthy of being a genius who condensed nine dragon patterns."

"Some people are just lucky like this; we shouldn’t dream about it."

"Truly enviable."

"These two are definitely a pair of gifted mother and child!"

Hearing the whispers in the crowd, Zi Baihe immediately felt utterly humiliated and slinked away from the Dragon Pattern Testing Field.

"Mother, why don’t you go train first? Once I unleash one hundred percent of my bloodline power, I’ll come find you,"

Ye Mo said.

"Alright!"

Zi Ning nodded and immediately headed to the Dragon Pattern Training Field.

Meanwhile, Ye Mo entered the array to start transforming his bloodline power. If Ye Mo could fully unleash the power of his nine dragon patterns, he could undoubtedly defeat experts of the First Transformation of the Wheel of Reincarnation. If he wielded the power of ten dragon patterns, he might genuinely be able to contend with Zi Aotian in battle.

However, during this month, Zi Aotian was surely training diligently too, so he couldn’t slack off.

Ye Mo entered the array and took time to ponder carefully. To him, entering the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan felt like stepping into a whole new world, vast and boundless, with every part seeming extremely mysterious and fresh. If he had stayed in the Zone of Desolation forever, he wouldn’t have known that the world of Martial Artists was this amazing.

At this moment, in a palace on Azure Dragon Peak, Zi Aotian sat in a chair, his face not looking too well.

Beside him were Zi Long and Palace Master Qin.

All three were expressionless.

"Father, you say that Ye Mo climbed step by step from a small town in the Zone of Desolation to reach our Ancient Azure Dragon Clan. I don’t believe he doesn’t hold some secret. And he was able to enter the Abyss of Hell and come out safely, leveling up twice. I suspect he acquired an Immortal Treasure."

Zi Aotian gritted his teeth.

Thinking about all that had happened before, how his own light was completely overshadowed by the other, there was a storm of hatred in his heart, wishing he could crush Ye Mo’s head in his hand right then.

"I’ve long wished to kill him, but Palace Master Qin raised a tiger to invite calamity, leading to the current situation and disrupting our plans."

Zi Long said indifferently, "Perhaps he really got an Immortal Treasure in the Abyss of Hell."

However, he also knew that he couldn’t blame Palace Master Qin for this. Nobody would have thought that the boy from Ye Clan years ago could grow to such strength.

"Master Zi Long, I don’t think so. But regardless of what he has, Ye Mo is a scourge, and we must kill him sooner rather than later. As far as I know, he already possesses three of the seven Ancient Evil Weapons."

Palace Master Qin said flatly, "The Blood Origin Devil Saber is already in my hands, and I’ve recovered the Evil Spirit Soothing Flute from the spatial turbulence, along with the three on Ye Mo’s person. We now hold five of the seven Ancient Evil Weapons."

The Saint Ancestor Bloodsaber was indeed killed by her. After learning that it was the Saint Ancestor Bloodsaber who saved Ye Mo, she had people kill him and seize the Blood Origin Devil Saber.

So all three of them wish Ye Mo to die sooner, but since Ye Mo was staying in the clan, they had no chance to act. Let alone that Ye Mo was a bloodline prodigy with nine dragon patterns; they couldn’t kill an average clan member so easily.

"Palace Master Qin, you know Ye Mo better; do you have any plan?"

Zi Long asked calmly.

"Ye Mo is a person who values emotion and loyalty. The original owner of this Blood Origin Devil Saber was his master from the Door of Desolation. If he finds out his master was murdered, he’ll undoubtedly seek revenge for his master,"

Palace Master Qin said.

"Oh? Palace Master Qin, do you have a clever plan?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Zi Long asked with a smile. He and Palace Master Qin had been collaborating for a while. Although he knew the other planned his own scheme, for now, their common enemy was Ye Mo and his mother. He wasn’t worried about being backstabbed by Palace Master Qin yet.

Palace Master Qin whispered a few words in Zi Long’s ear, and both revealed a smile of successful conspiracy.

"Father, I actually want to defeat Ye Mo fair and square."

Zi Aotian had his own pride; even if Ye Mo was to be killed, he would still carry a shadow in his life.

"Aotian, great accomplishments don’t bother with small matters. Kill Ye Mo, and everything he has will be yours. In the Lingwu Genius Battle half a year later, you will win the title and become Lingwu Continent’s most dazzling genius, proposing to the Mu Family in grand style."

For Zi Long, making the Mu Family’s emperor’s beloved daughter his son’s wife would indeed be a matter of great pride.

"Mu Wanqing!"

Zi Aotian clenched his fists, the image of a breathtaking beauty appearing in his mind.

"Aotian, rest assured, I will still let you and Ye Mo have a duel. Defeat him personally and let him understand the gap between the two of you,"

Zi Long said dismissively, "He’s just a kid with nine dragon patterns, lucky at best. You are a true genius trained through hard work. On that alone, he can’t compare with you."