Chapter 259: Exorcising Demonic Power, Bloodline Evolution

Inside Declan Manor outside the city, Wizard Stardashan and the cloaked man were a bit disheveled.

Before them, a tightly bound Night Shadow Cat’s eyes flickered with angry fire, yet also with a hint of curiosity as it observed its surroundings.

The environment here was vastly different from the Other Space (alternate dimension), giving it an immediate sensation of more abundant and comfortable magic.

For this operation, Little Weir had also brought Leia to the manor.

The little spirit cat’s body was in poor condition and needed her treatment, and Little Weir also needed her to confirm if she could truly purify the hellish magic within it and restore its identity as a Night Spirit Cat.

“Its injuries will take some time to heal, but after my treatment, it’s no longer in critical condition.

The hellish magic in this little cat is much stronger than in that cub, but it’s not particularly stubborn.

It hasn’t reached adulthood yet, so it can be completely expelled and purified.

This injury might even be a good opportunity.”

As a favored one of both the Goddess of Night and the Goddess of Elves, Leia easily gained the little spirit cat’s approval.

Combined with her healing, which made the little spirit cat very comfortable, its favorability towards her instantly increased by fifty percentage points.

However, the other adult Night Shadow Cat was beyond salvation; it had merged too thoroughly with the hellish magic.

Being an adult, its malleability was too weak, and it could only continue its life as a Night Shadow Cat.

But Wizard Stardashan was not disappointed by this.

For him, there wasn’t much difference between a Night Shadow Cat and a Night Spirit Cat, as he possessed absolute power to suppress it.

However, to completely tame it would require a considerable amount of time, as its wildness was too strong.

He hadn’t witnessed the purification process of the previous Night Shadow Cat cub, but this time, he observed the entire process.

Wizard Stardashan and the cloaked man jointly suppressed the little spirit cat.

Leia arranged a very peculiar wizard array using various flowers and herbs, with the little spirit cat placed in the center.

A Dark Fallen Stone was pressed against its chest, and a small wooden block with a sprout, clearly a fragment of the Tree of Life, was placed on its forehead.

However, this fragment of the Tree of Life was not inanimate; it was a living sprout of the Tree of Life hosted within Leia, forming a very peculiar symbiotic relationship with her.

It grew as Leia grew, drawing power from Leia while also feeding mysterious energy back to her, continuously evolving her bloodline towards that of a Moon Elf.

After performing a devout prayer, Leia praised the Goddess of Night, and a faint, deep light emanated from her body.

This light was soft and warm, yet facing it, the little spirit cat instinctively trembled, seemingly afraid, yet also yearning for something.

The moon gradually rose, and Leia appeared even more sacred under the moonlight.

Threads of unknown power in the sky condensed and gathered on Leia’s body, and the Tree of Life sprout seemed to greatly enjoy this power, the tiny sprout also cheering.

Suddenly, a pitch-black power emanated from the little spirit cat’s body, and the soft light and the pitch-black power collided violently.

The little spirit cat’s body trembled slightly, and Little Weir could feel its pain, yet this pain seemed to be mixed with an indescribable joy.

The Dark Fallen Stone seemed to be activated by the pitch-black power, emitting an attractive force, and the black power, thread by thread, fell onto the Dark Fallen Stone and was absorbed by it.

The soft light gradually seeped in from the little spirit cat’s head, progressively expelling the pitch-black power.

The pitch-black power, unwilling to be outdone, fought back fiercely, but behind it, a hindering stone continuously absorbed its power.

The soft light began to converge from all directions and fully invaded the little spirit cat’s body, advancing little by little towards its heart.

The pitch-black power also rapidly gathered towards its heart, but the faster and more this power gathered, the faster and more it was absorbed by the Dark Fallen Stone.

As the soft light became more and more abundant, the pitch-black power, being finite, was continuously eroded and absorbed.

Finally, only a dense mass remained condensed around the little spirit cat’s heart.

However, due to its excessive density and concentration, it exceeded the absorption limit of the Dark Fallen Stone, becoming very stubborn, and could only be slowly worn away by the soft light, drop by drop.

Leia’s expression grew increasingly serious, and sweat drenched her clothes.

No! Leia was too young; she probably wouldn’t be able to sustain the complete erosion of the hellish magic from the little spirit cat before she herself collapsed.

Little Weir struggled slightly.

Should they give up?

This ritual had completely activated the hellish magic in the little spirit cat.

If it couldn’t be removed all at once, the remaining hellish magic would inevitably counterattack and completely merge with the little spirit cat, and the excessive depletion would also lead to a degradation of the little spirit cat’s strength.

Suddenly, a thought, as if by divine inspiration, arose in Little Weir’s mind.

He directly grasped the Dark Fallen Stone with his right hand and pointed his finger at the mass of pitch-black magic in the little spirit cat’s heart.

Wizard Stardashan, the cloaked man, and Leia turned pale with shock, wanting to stop him, but it was already too late.

The pitch-black hellish magic seemed to have found its optimal outlet, surging frantically towards Little Weir’s palm.

Little Weir held the Goddess of Dawn’s amulet in his left hand and lightly touched his right wrist: “I am a favored one of the gods; evil forces shall surely stay away!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a pure white light enveloped his entire arm, and the pitch-black power was instantly unable to advance, instead flowing into the Dark Fallen Stone.

Leia dared not give up at this moment; this concerned not only the little spirit cat’s safety but also Brother Weir’s.

She continuously increased her output, and the pitch-black power in the little spirit cat’s heart was quickly and completely expelled, the soft light occupying its entire body.

At this instant, a wondrous change seemed to occur in the little spirit cat.

Countless soft powers descended from the sky and poured into its body.

This power was gentle and warm, not only replenishing its almost depleted magic but also rapidly restoring its body.

Only after the pitch-black power had completely merged into the Dark Fallen Stone did Little Weir release it and place it on the ground.

His right palm, however, was already numb.

The collision of light and dark forces had caused a subtle, wondrous change in his right hand, but he hadn’t fully assimilated it yet.

Leia didn’t have time to check on the little spirit cat’s condition.

She rushed to Little Weir, cupping his right hand with both of hers, activating her healing divine art with all her might.

A cool sensation spread, and Little Weir noticed that the transformation of his palm seemed to accelerate.

“Ding~, the Apostle has undergone the baptism of the collision between hell and night powers.

Right hand magic sensitivity increased, magic control ability increased, magic resistance increased, spirit demon bloodline activated.

Please cultivate the ‘Human Bloodline Evolution Art’ as soon as possible.”

The proxy elf’s voice appeared in his mind.

Little Weir smiled slightly at Leia, withdrew his completely recovered right hand, and sat cross-legged, hands clasped, closing his eyes to enter a meditative state, making Wizard Stardashan, who was fuming on the other side, stare wide-eyed.

“Is this… an epiphany?”

The cloaked man could hardly believe his eyes.

He so rashly went up and directly used his hand to endure the collision of hellish magic and temple holy power, and then had an epiphany?

What kind of monster was this kid?

Coming before Little Weir, Wizard Stardashan raised his hand, wanting to slap him hard, yet unwilling to let him miss such an opportunity.

But if he didn’t hit him, his own conscience wouldn’t be at peace.

This damned kid would drive him to death sooner or later.

He had gone with him to the Other Space (alternate dimension) to catch a magic pet, hiding it from his mother.

He had been smug at first, but now he realized he couldn’t spoil this mischievous brat too much.

A mischievous brat was a mischievous brat; the greater his ability, the greater the trouble he would cause.

His actions just now had almost scared him to death.

A moment later, Little Weir opened his eyes, and his demeanor changed accordingly.

He knew his bloodline had improved again; although the increase was small, it was a tangible improvement.

His talent for magic shaping had also increased by at least thirty percent, and his spirit demon bloodline was completely integrated!

He extended his right hand slightly, and the finger that had previously touched the little spirit cat gently wiggled.

Specks of magic slowly condensed, forming a small magic vortex in a moment’s time.

Wizard Stardashan and the cloaked man watched, dumbfounded.

“What kind of monster is this!”

The two second-level wizards felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

This kind of monster was truly subversive.

In the future, they could only constantly watch him but dared not interfere casually.

As long as there was no danger to his life, let him be.

“Brother Weir, your bloodline has improved?”

Leia also widened her eyes.

But the power she had used in the ritual just now came from the Goddess of Night.

Why would Brother Weir’s elven bloodline improve?

Did the Goddess of Elves and the Goddess of Night have some intimate relationship she didn’t know about?

Seemingly noticing Leia’s confusion, Little Weir collected the magic vortex into his magic book.

This brief moment was equivalent to three days of condensation for the magic book itself.

“To be precise, the collision between the Goddess of Night’s power and hellish magic further unlocked the bloodline, and the aura of the Tree of Life fragment activated a deeper awakening of the bloodline.

However, this method is somewhat dangerous.

If you are not a favored one of the gods, it’s best not to try it; it relies too much on luck.”

Little Weir’s boastful words made Leia feel an urge to have the sole of her shoe intimately communicate with his handsome face.

“Meow~”

The little spirit cat, having just recovered, pounced, tackling Little Weir to the ground.

Its sharp claws once again ruined his clothes.

The little spirit cat was venting its joy, and also its worry.

Its meaning was clear: although I am happy that you helped me complete my transformation, I will absolutely not forgive you for making me worry.

In an instant, Little Weir became a mess with bed head and tattered clothes, making Wizard Stardashan, the cloaked man, and Leia burst out laughing.

They were humans, with their own restraint, but the little spirit cat was just a pet, able to vent its displeasure without inhibition, while Little Weir could only endure it, and had to continuously comfort it.

Perhaps with such a pet, Little Weir’s opportunities for adventure in the future would be much fewer, otherwise, he would have to carry many spare clothes with him; he had already ruined two sets today.