God-descendant.
The descendants left by the gods upon this land.
In that era where the gods still existed, they once walked the earth and sired children with the creatures of the world.
Within their bodies flowed God-blood. They were born with immense power and a talent that bordered on the absolute.
Now, countless years had passed. The age of the gods had long since faded, and the God-blood within the God-descendants had thinned to the extreme.
But even so, once the God-blood awakened, the power and status of a God-descendant could still shake all things in this world.
At the final stage of the Battle of Geniuses, Lu Mo’s opponent was such a God-descendant who had awakened a portion of her God-blood.
It was a young girl, petite, with her hair tied into two twin ponytails.
She sat in the void, her body lifted off the ground, her small feet swinging boredly in the air.
When Lu Mo stepped onto the stage, the girl immediately lifted her head with pride, a trace of a contemptuous smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.
“Mo, is it?”
“Wow, your aura feels quite terrifying, and your cultivation fluctuations seem very strong.”
“But even so, you’ll still lose to me in the end~”
“After all, no matter how powerful a Mo without God-blood is, she can only be considered a mortal. In my eyes, you’re still just small fry~”
The God-descendant girl sized Lu Mo up, constantly testing her.
But Lu Mo remained completely unmoved.
Seeing Lu Mo’s calm expression, the petite girl grew even more audacious, speaking mockingly, “Sister Mo… you really are boring. But it’s fine. Once the battle begins, we can do some very interesting things~ I’m really going to use divine power to stab you~”
The petite girl giggled.
But soon, she was unable to giggle any longer.
As the battle commenced, she immediately awakened her God-blood. Divine power surged out, merging into the surrounding space, finally transforming into a billowing wave that crashed toward Lu Mo.
This strike already possessed the might of a transcendent rank.
In her view, Lu Mo should have dodged.
Under the suppression of divine power, Lu Mo should have been unable to use her strength normally.
But the reality was…
In the next second, the wave she had conjured was directly torn apart by a sword light!
The God-descendant girl was astonished. She quickly spread her perception to see exactly what that sword light was.
Soon, her expression froze for the first time.
‘What power is this?’
‘Why have I never seen it before?!’
She could vaguely discern that the sword light contained the power of the wind attribute and Battle Qi.
But after the wind attribute and Battle Qi merged, she could no longer understand it.
‘Can two completely different attributes even be fused?’
‘Why is the level of this fused power… suddenly several ranks higher? It’s only a sliver inferior to my divine power!’
How did Lu Mo do it?
‘It must be a coincidence, right?’
The petite girl suppressed the shock in her heart, and her expression became serious.
She dropped from the void to the ground. Terrifying divine power swirled around her, causing the space to ripple slightly.
She tapped her toes on the ground and lunged forward. In an instant, the space surrounded by divine power was torn away, transforming into a mass of distorted energy that shot toward Lu Mo!
But just as her figure neared Lu Mo, her pupils suddenly constricted!
She saw another sword appear in Lu Mo’s other hand.
Then, Battle Qi and wind began to frantically cling to the two swords respectively.
As Lu Mo crossed her twin swords, that fused, sublimated power… erupted once again!
It was even more crazed and extreme than before!
*Rip—*
The distorted space was instantly shredded. The sword light flew straight toward her!
The God-descendant girl immediately shifted her stance, but her dress was still hit by the sword light. The beautiful fabric was suddenly torn apart in several places.
*Guh…*
The petite girl landed. After feeling her skirt become shorter and a chill on her back, her small face suddenly flushed red.
She felt as if she were being toyed with.
“Enough… that’s enough…”
She spoke angrily. When she raised her head again, ancient golden patterns flickered in her eyes.
Terrifying divine power began to envelop the area around her.
She was going to use her strongest power to make Lu Mo pay the price for her transgression—
“Eh?”
But before she could, Lu Mo had already taken the initiative to walk into the range of her divine power.
This left the God-descendant girl stunned.
‘Is this girl here to seek death?’
“I think I know your limit now,” Lu Mo spoke calmly at that moment.
“What a pity… you don’t know swordsmanship.” Lu Mo’s words actually carried a hint of regret.
Just as the girl was about to explode in rage, she discovered something.
Beside Lu Mo, a third type of attribute power appeared.
Wind, Battle Qi, and Space began to gather frantically at that moment.
Then, they began to fuse in front of Lu Mo.
Amidst the endless frenzy, disorder, and chaos… that sublimated power, which fused three attribute powers, manifested.
The girl’s face paled. She actually felt an unprecedented sense of dread from this single sword strike.
It seemed that even the God-blood in her body could no longer protect her!
Lu Mo swung her sword. In an instant, the space around them completely shattered!
*Boom—*
Amidst the surging divine power and attribute energy, the crowd could not see clearly what had happened at the end of the final battle.
Only when the powers of both sides slowly dissipated did they see a truly rare sight.
The God-descendant girl was lying helplessly on the ground. Her dress was ruined, and her long hair was a mess!
There were even spots of blood staining what remained of her clothing!
“What… what’s the situation?”
Everyone felt their minds reeling.
A God-descendant was defeated?
By Mo, who was in the mortal realm?
Was the world going crazy, or were they all suffering from a collective hallucination?
Even a powerful master, who had been calmly sipping black tea, spat out his drink.
This was no longer a simple matter of slaying a saint.
At this moment, Lu Mo gave them the sensation of one who was about to slay a god!
“Can the result be announced now?” Lu Mo spoke calmly to the referee.
For a moment, the referee was so startled he nearly jumped.
He adjusted his emotions and quickly announced Lu Mo’s victory. “The winner is… Mo!”
Lu Mo turned to leave. At that moment, she heard the sound of crying behind her.
“Waaa… waaaaaa!”
The petite girl was actually lying in the combat zone, wailing loudly.
Not only had she lost.
In the end… she had been humiliated by Lu Mo.
She didn’t know swordsmanship?
And that tone of voice was actually full of pity?
The girl had never been treated like this in her entire life!
“Mo… Mo… just you wait!”
“Don’t let me… catch you again later!!!”
She bit her lip, looking at Lu Mo’s receding figure with a face full of resentment.
She vowed that next time, she would make Lu Mo bow at her feet!
She would make Lu Mo kneel and kiss the top of her feet!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Finally, she slumped back onto the ground and started crying again.
Eventually, the elders of her family could no longer bear to watch. They called for a maid to go up and carry her down.
***
“Divine power, is it?”
Walking into the darkness, Lu Mo spoke in a low voice, lost in thought.
She had felt a similar rhythm before.
On… Cecilia.
Specifically, on the thread behind Cecilia that stretched toward the end of the sky.
On that overcast day when the girl had held her and wailed.
Mo, a genius of the mortal realm, had appeared out of nowhere and defeated a God-descendant.
This was the hottest topic among the several great domains after the finals.
But they only knew that Lu Mo had won.
They didn’t know how Lu Mo had done it or what was going on with her sword.
Too many people wanted to interview Lu Mo, but in the end, she rejected them all.
Lu Mo had already taken the first-place prize.
The rewards for the Battle of Geniuses were exceptionally generous. Some of the treasures were things that would even be difficult to take out from the Kalis Family’s treasury.
But she did not leave immediately. Instead, she stayed in an inn, waiting patiently.
After the Battle of Geniuses, the organizers would evaluate the potential of the top-ranked individuals.
Some powerful masters might approach them to take them in as disciples.
“For the potential evaluation, will Mo be first?” someone speculated.
Unfortunately, they were wrong.
The petite God-descendant girl was ranked first.
Lu Mo, however, was placed in the third position.
Their evaluation of the petite girl was that she possessed God-blood but lacked resilience; overall, her future was promising.
The evaluation of Lu Mo was that her edge was too sharp, and that which is too hard is easily broken.
They did not say it explicitly, but they felt Lu Mo’s talent only belonged to the mortal realm.
Furthermore, the feeling Lu Mo gave them was indeed too sharp—lonely, silent, and carrying a deadly danger.
That sword always moved straight forward.
It had slashed a God-descendant, and one day, it would slash at them, or even… slash toward a distance they could not see.
She would not stop.
And the day she did stop would be the day the sword broke.
Such a personality was perhaps a bit too extreme.
Shortly after the potential list was released, several powerful masters appeared to seek out the geniuses on the list.
The God-descendant families naturally did not care about this. After all, they had several master-level beings within their own families.
But there were many geniuses willing to become the personal disciples of a powerful master.
Over the next few days, the second, fifth, and sixth-place winners all accepted invitations from powerful masters and joined those ancient factions.
The masters seemed to collectively ignore Lu Mo.
Even if a master sent an invitation, they only hoped Lu Mo would become an ordinary disciple.
Lu Mo said nothing, just waited quietly.
She seemed to have expected that the result would be like this.
She was not the kind of genius that masters usually wanted.
Her power was crazed and uncontrollable.
Ultimately, she might even be swallowed by this frenzy.
“Forget it,” Lu Mo said.
She hadn’t actually held high expectations for this matter.
But this Battle of Geniuses had indeed given her much to gain.
A few more days passed, and Lu Mo stopped waiting. She packed her luggage, preparing to leave.
It was an overcast day. Shortly after Lu Mo walked out of the inn, raindrops began to fall.
“Excuse me… are you Miss Mo?”
At that moment, a gentle female voice sounded from not far behind her.
Lu Mo turned around and saw a woman holding an umbrella, standing opposite her.
“Is Miss Mo available?”
The woman continued, “My father… wishes to meet you and have a conversation.”