My Descendants Are My Power

Soon after, watching his daughter and grandson waving at him from the sky, Michael sighed deeply, "A daughter married off is like water spilled out of the house. But... it's only been a few years, and Edward has started to catch my eye. The people of Blackwood are indeed worthy of trust."

[Your sixth-generation descendant has acknowledged his ancestors and is named 'Joseph'!]

[Congratulations, you have received a Spiritual Tribute value of +5]

Ethan, watching the child successfully perform the Ancestral Communion and seeing the sixth-generation member appear on the family list, was overjoyed. He sent a burst of ancestral love to all the members currently in the ancestral hall. This five-year-old child was extremely adorable.

[Joseph (Sixth Generation)]

[Talent: Thunder Single Psychic Constitution]

[Trait: Immense Strength]

[Born with the strength of a fierce tiger, his power will increase by 10% as his cultivation improves]

His talent... truly worthy of the bloodline of the Duke's Mansion. It was said that Michael wanted to drown him at birth, but over time, he grew increasingly fond of Joseph, going through great lengths to procure heavenly treasures for him from the royal family.

Besides his natural traits, he also consumed a drop of ancient god's essence blood!

[Your descendant Joseph has received a drop of ancient god's essence blood as a gift from the elder Duke's Mansion. As he ages, the essence blood will continuously nourish his body, enhancing the speed of his psychic power cultivation, gradually increasing his comprehension until he fully assimilates the Thunder Single Psychic Constitution!]

He is definitely one of the most talented newborns in the Blackwood lineage.

Ancient god's essence blood, something Ethan had never even heard of before.

As time passes, Ethan could feel that Joseph would become increasingly powerful!

"Joseph, haha, what a great name! Forebearer has named him, and Joseph has the makings of an Ability Master!"

In the ancestral hall, Nathan, seeing this only sixth-generation descendant, also liked this sensible child, because when it was time to come out of the coffin, it was Joseph who helped lift the coffin lid.

After Joseph acknowledged his ancestors, the people of Blackwood also held a rare feast at their residence for the first time in many years.

This time, Marcus also returned with them!

This third-generation eldest son, who had been in seclusion in the Sky Sect for many years, showed no change in appearance, still looking troubled. When he saw his clan members, he bowed his head in deep shame.

At night.

He was like the crying child of those years, his eyes red, kneeling before Ethan's cards, "Forebearer, your son... your son has truly been unfilial! During the years of my seclusion, I had no idea that the old thief Wesley dared to lay hands on the Boar Monarch Pete!"

"By the time I came out of seclusion, everything had ended."

"Your son still thought that through his own efforts, he could step by step become the sect leader, but who knew... who knew..."

He was Lucas's child, not as closely related to the Boar Monarch Pete, unable to empathize as deeply as Julian's lineage could.

Seeing Marcus's guilty appearance, Ethan sent him a 'Forebearer's warmth'.

In fact, Marcus had done a lot for the family over the years, it was just that the incident happened suddenly, and he was facing a breakthrough, otherwise, Ethan believed, this guy would definitely be at the forefront.

...

That night, the Blackwood estate was alive with nocturnal conversations. Nathan and his daughter Olivia stood under the Primordial Blood Tree, watching its blood-red branches sway in the night breeze.

"Olivia, do you remember this old tree?" Nathan asked softly.

Olivia's expression flickered with nostalgia. "I remember, it was many years ago. Father, mother, and my siblings all went into the Silver Iron Forest and brought back this divine tree. I could only wait quietly at home."

"The divine tree has been growing slowly, accompanying us Blackwoods," Nathan continued.

"Back then, none of us could have imagined that the tree would grow so large, or that our Blackwood family would develop so quickly. Who would have thought its leaves would be so red, or that our path forward would be stained with so much blood."

A cool breeze swept through the night, bringing back memories for the father and daughter. Suddenly, a face appeared on the Primordial Blood Tree.

Its crimson eyes stared at them. "Do you need a sign?"

If it were a descendant of the Blackwoods, it could easily provide a sign, which was also necessary for the growth of the Blackwood descendants after the death of the Boar Monarch Pete. However, as time passed, the Primordial Blood Tree understood that it was better to use such signs later, representing a corner of the children's future, whether it be cultivating psychic powers, death, or joy.

Seeing the form of the Primordial Blood Tree, Nathan and Olivia exchanged a smile.

Nathan said, "Old tree, I was the one who dug you up and planted you here. You've taken root because of me, so don't try to show off these fates to me. I came from a slave background, worked many years as a farmer, then as a hunter. I've made my own path, and no one but the Forebearer can decide my future."

"And you?" The Primordial Blood Tree ignored Nathan and turned to Olivia.

It remembered that Nathan, when it lacked spiritual awareness, used to bring his children to urinate on it.

Olivia also ignored the Primordial Blood Tree's offer of a sign, instead saying with a smile, "Divine tree, you've consumed so much blood over the years, I want to see the future of our family."

[Primordial Blood Tree asks you if you want to use the stored life essence blood to foresee a corner of the future.]

[Use it.]

Ethan, without hesitation, typed on his keyboard. Although he agreed with Nathan's words, the signs from the Primordial Blood Tree had never been wrong. Knowing a piece of the future would make it easier for them to face what was to come.

As he spoke, the branches of the Primordial Blood Tree swayed, and a red light descended. Its eyes turned even more blood-red, and two leaves fell onto the shoulders of the father and daughter.

The ancient voice of the Primordial Blood Tree spoke, "I have seen, and I have heard."

"Enemies come from all directions, you march forward bravely, you fight recklessly, you scream with all your might."

"Blood dilutes the rivers of Cloudview County, the earth turns red, the sky has only one word—"

"B."

"That day will come soon, and the children of Blackwood will return home."

It seemed that using so much psychic power had exhausted the Primordial Blood Tree, and the face on the tree faded into the night, unwilling to engage further with Nathan and his daughter.

Soon, father and daughter furrowed their brows and dispersed.

They had found a piece of the future from the Primordial Blood Tree, and now it was time to make battle arrangements. They needed to let everyone in Blackwood know that war was coming!

Later into the night, Marcus came out of the ancestral hall. He paid his respects at the grave of the Boar Monarch Pete and drank a cup of wine, then went to drink in front of the Primordial Blood Tree.

When the Primordial Blood Tree opened its eyes again, it was clear that Marcus was aware of its abilities.

But he simply shook his head and continued to drink with the moon.