All Chapters of Blood of the War Dragon: Chapter 31
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Chapter 31: Self-Amputation of an Arm
“Kael Draven, be careful.”Aria Stormveil’s voice shook, though her faith in him never did. She stepped back, giving him the space he needed.The sight before them was almost unbearable. The boy was drenched in blood, battered past the point any normal person could endure. And still—he stood. That stubborn refusal to fall stirred something in everyone who looked at him. Respect. Admiration. Maybe even a bit of fear.“Kael Draven, you’re asking for death.”Murder glinted in Lucian Draven’s eyes. His decision was made—Kael Draven could not be allowed to live. The boy’s strength and potential had already far surpassed what he’d expected. If he grew any further, he’d become a disaster waiting to happen. And worse, Kael Draven had just absorbed heaven and earth’s spiritual essence. A little time to consolidate, and he’d step into the Innate Realm.Kael Draven’s eyes turned cold, sharp as steel. With the three Spirit Gathering Pills burning inside him and Eldric’s guidance pushing him forw
Chapter 32: Alchemy Is Just Playing Around
“City Lord, I’ll give you face this time.”Alistair Draven’s eyes were sharp and cold as he glanced at the bloodied youth. Without another word, he turned, signaling Lucian Draven to leave with him.“Many thanks, City Lord,” Kaelen Draven and Evelina Drake said together, bowing low. They both knew—without Rowan Valen’s intervention, their son would’ve been dead already.“Father, why save that useless trash?”The words came dripping with venom from Serenya Valen’s lips, and Kaelen Draven and Evelina Drake flinched. Each time their son was called “trash,” it was like salt ground into an open wound. Yet, faced with her status, they could only bite back their anger.“Enough!” Rowan Valen’s tone cracked like a whip. “A young lady should not behave so rudely. Return home.”Usually, Serenya Valen could throw tantrums and get away with it. But when her father truly lost his temper, she didn’t dare push her luck. Still, as she stormed off, she spat one last line, her eyes gleaming with malice.
Chapter 33 : A Line of Heaven
The fat manager couldn’t believe his own eyes. He actually sent someone to verify the two pills in Kael Draven’s hand—just to be sure.“Are these real? And the quality—what’s it like?” he asked, skepticism all over his face.Rowan Valen watched, a flash of surprise and, oddly, approval crossing his features before he turned back to the manager. The truth, though, was glaring. The manager forced a smile and admitted, “They’re genuine—Spirit-Gathering Pills. And the quality is excellent.”Genuine. High quality. The words landed like a punch.People stared. Nobody understood how Kael Draven had managed to refine Spirit-Gathering Pills in a single month—let alone make ones this good. After his bet with the Pill Alliance, everyone had been snooping around. The consensus was clear: Kael Draven wasn’t an alchemist. A month ago, he’d only bought a few pillcraft books and started learning.Alchemy isn’t like swordplay. Talent counts for everything—more than grit, more than practice. Folks say
Chapter 34: Frenzied Absorption
If he dares to come… then I’ll dare to kill him.Arrogance. Yes. But Rowan Valen wasn’t surprised. That boy had every reason to be cocky.“Kael Draven,” Rowan Valen said softly, his voice carrying a quiet weight. “My daughter’s been spoiled since she was little. She’s reckless… youthful. If she’s offended you in any way, I hope you can forgive her.”Kael Draven just gave a faint smile. “It’s nothing.”They exchanged a few more words, light conversation, nothing heavy. Then Kael Draven stood. He had learned something important through Rowan Valen: the Innate Realm wasn’t a single step—it had levels. The Hundred-Scattered Heaven and the A-Line Heaven. Right now, there is no time to waste. He had to force every drop of spiritual power into his dantian and condense it to a single point.Not long after leaving the City Lord’s Manor, his expression shifted. His pace quickened. No direction toward his clan. Instead—he turned sharply toward a quiet, forgotten heap of garbage.By the pile came
Chapter 35: Challenge to Roderic Valmar
One day. That was all it had taken. In a single day, Gaius Lee’s soul had been refined into a soul servant. Kael Draven felt something stir inside him—curiosity, excitement. He wanted to know just how powerful such a servant could truly be.But the battle he had just survived left more than physical scars. It carved a lesson deep into his mind. Breaking through to the Hundred-Scattered Heaven was not enough. Not nearly enough. There were still far too many warriors capable of ending his life without hesitation.Strength—he needed more of it. And quickly. Kael Draven knew what he had to do: advance as fast as possible—from Hundred-Scattered Heaven to A-Line Heaven. Condense every last drop of his spiritual power into a single, unwavering point in his dantic.The corpse of the black-clad assassin lay still, but Kael Draven barely spared it a glance. No time to linger. He turned and strode toward the Draven Clan.The Draven Clan.“I told you already,” Kaelen Draven said calmly, looking u
Chapter 36: Earth-Shattering Momentum
The air itself seemed to tremble. Nine Consecutive Strikes of the Yellow Springs smashed head-on against the Eighteen Heaven-Splitting Strikes.There was no denying it—Roderic Valmar, number ninety-six on the Hundred Battle Rankings, was a powerhouse. Every blow in his relentless barrage struck harder than the last, pounding the air like an endless storm. It was chaos in motion, unstoppable.Kael Draven didn’t dare blink. Not for a second. His grip on the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade tightened until his knuckles whitened. He launched his own Nine Consecutive Strikes of the Yellow Springs without hesitation. At the same moment, his Profound Heaven Finger ignited—pure, concentrated force, sharp enough to split reality itself.Boom.In the blink of an eye, they’d traded over ten brutal exchanges. Neither gave ground. And only now—only now—did Roderic Valmar truly acknowledge Kael Draven. That “trash” who, in mere months, had shattered the barrier to Hundred-Scattered Heaven… and beaten Lucia
Chapter 37: Kill Anyone Who Stands in the Way
Was Kael Draven really a One-Line Heaven warrior?Lucian Draven and Roderic Valmar refused to believe it. They couldn’t. Not even in their wildest thoughts could they imagine it. And yet… there it was. That sudden burst of power — not just strong, but overwhelming, suffocating — a presence that settled over them like a storm cloud. The kind of force only an A-Line Heaven master could wield.“Die.”It wasn’t hesitation that followed the thought. It was certain. Kael Draven’s mind was steel. They had dared to massacre his clan. That would never be forgiven.His soul servant surged forward — a ghostly wraith radiating chilling energy. It drifted toward them with unnatural stillness, like death itself had taken shape.Before either of them could react, the blow came. One palm, and the air shattered. It was as though fate itself had struck. They were flung backward, bodies tearing through the air like broken puppets.Mid-flight, instinct kicked in. They twisted, struggled to escape. But sh
Chapter 38 : After the Backlash
The moment the young man stood tall, his great blade resting in his grip like some kind of king’s scepter, not one soul in Thundercloud City dared to laugh. Not even a whisper.Who here would dare speak to Alistair Draven that way? Not one.Whether or not Kael Draven could actually kill him, the sheer boldness, the unshakable certainty—it demanded respect. Courage like that wasn’t something you saw every day. It was reckless. And rare.“You intend to kill me?” Alistair Draven’s voice was edged with disbelief. A thin smile curled on his lips, cold and sharp. Beneath it, a flicker of killing intent began to glow.“Kael Draven.”With a swift hand gesture, Kael Draven stopped Rowan Valen before she could speak. “City Lord, I know your intentions are good. But today, I must kill Lucian Draven. No one—no one—can stop me.”Rowan Valen gave him a long, quiet look. She knew him well enough to understand this stubborn streak of his. A sigh escaped her lips. She stepped aside, but lingered nearb
Chapter 39: Family in Peril
Kael Draven returned to the clan without a word. No greetings, no nods — just silence. He strode straight to his chamber and shut the door behind him, diving headlong into cultivation.The backlash had been relentless through the night, gnawing at him, twisting his energy. Only as dawn broke did he finally wrest control.By then, the news had already spread. Word of Kael Draven’s clash with Alistair Draven — and his killing of Lucian Draven — was everywhere in Thundercloud City. Whispers filled the air. Some refused to believe it. Yet the rumor only grew louder.Everyone knew what Alistair Draven and the Draven Clan represented. One of the Four Great Powers of Thundercloud City. Untouchable. No one dared provoke them.But Kael Draven?He had killed their heir in broad daylight, right under Alistair Draven’s nose. That kind of audacity was dangerous — and irresistible. People wondered, murmured: how would the Draven Clan answer such an insult?The next morning, the air still crisp, Kae
Chapter 40: Whoever Dares Harm the Draven Clan Shall Die
In Emberfall Town,Lord Veyne’s anger burned hotter than a forge at midnight. His son—Magnus Veyne—was dead. And with his death came a vengeance that brooked no delay. No hesitation. He would use whatever means necessary… even calling in the infamous Black Wind Daoist to wipe out the Draven Clan completely.“Grandfather… Senior Black Wind has arrived.”“Good. Very good.” Lord Veyne didn’t pause. His voice carried no doubt—only grim resolve. Without a second thought, he summoned the clan elders and stepped toward the estate gates himself.Outside the Veyne Clan estate.A small man waited there. Barely five feet tall, his face sharp, cold, and carved as if from shadow. A sly grin played at his lips. Watching the Veyne clan warriors file out one by one, he spoke casually, almost amused.“Lord Veyne… many years have passed. I trust fortune has treated you well?”“Senior Black Wind, I regret troubling you with this matter. I apologize.”The Daoist waved him away with a single hand, his ton