The sky was black with rage.
Thunder roared like a furious beast, shaking the heavens. On a desolate hill surrounded by jagged cliffs and howling wind, a woman stood alone, cradling a baby wrapped in a silver-lined cloth. The child slept peacefully—his tiny face serene, untouched by the storm raging above.
Beside her stood a man, blood dripping from his blade. His long robe was torn, stained crimson from battles just fought. His eyes, sharp and haunted, locked onto the infant.
"Can we really let him go?" he asked, his voice barely audible over the thunder.
The woman's lips trembled. "If we don't… he has no future," she whispered, her tears mingling with the rain. "The Heaven World is no place for him anymore—not with them hunting us."
She handed the baby to the man, her hands trembling as she brushed her fingers against the child's cheek. The man knelt on the soaked earth, holding the child close.
An old man stood nearby, his beard fluttering in the wind, robes scorched from magic. "Master… what if the child has no spiritual roots?" he asked solemnly.
"Then he'll live a normal life," the man said without hesitation. "But if he does… protect him, teach him, and guide him."
The woman removed a jade ring glowing faintly with blue light and tied it around the baby's neck with a red silk thread. "This will awaken if his bloodline stirs," she said softly.
The man rose, still cradling the baby. His eyes hardened. "We must go. They're coming."
As the woman turned to follow him, she paused, eyes lingering on the child one final time. "Grow up safe," she whispered. "Grow up strong."
The old man bowed and vanished into the shadows, disappearing in another direction with the child.
Suddenly, a voice echoed through the storm. "So… you don't plan to run?"
Figures in black robes emerged, their leader cloaked in darkness, eyes glowing with killing intent.
Anger sparked in the man's eyes. His sword ignited in a crimson blaze. "Why should we run from cowards?" he spat.
"Where's the child?" the enemy demanded.
The couple said nothing.
"Then kill them—find the boy!" the command rang out.
The man glanced at the woman beside him. "Loving you has been my greatest honor."
She gripped her staff tightly, standing at his side.
As the storm raged, the battle erupted—lightning, steel, and blood clashed in the heavens.
Unseen by them, a golden dragon, ancient and ethereal, circled silently above the clouds. Its voice was a whisper across the world, a chant that shook reality itself. The Heaven World, home to celestial clans, divine beasts, and immortal sects, watched silently as fate took a new turn.
Continuation: The Awakening of the System
Su Yang lay in bed, the soft blanket draped over his recovering body. The warmth of the healing herb still pulsed gently through his chest, numbing the pain from earlier. But despite the comfort, his mind was wide awake—racing.
[Status Panel Open]
The glowing screen returned with a soft chime. It hovered silently, responding to his thoughts like it was part of him.
Su Yang stared at it, wonder in his eyes.
"This... This is a game interface. No, more like an RPG system."
"This... This is a game interface. No, more like an RPG system."
Back in his previous life, Su Yang had been a quiet, ordinary young man—introverted and unnoticed. The only escape from his dull life had been video games, especially RPGs and fantasy cultivation simulators. He had spent countless nights exploring open worlds, managing inventory, grinding for experience, and customizing characters.
"This looks exactly like the character sheet from Eternal Path Online..."
"If this really is a system, then there must be more than just 'Status'..."
He focused his thoughts—and just like that, a new tab appeared.
System Menu Unlocked]
① Status Panel
② Inventory
③ Skills
④ Martial Arts
⑤ Store
⑥ Mission Log
⑦ Bloodline
⑧ System Points: 0
🐉 Hidden Functions: Locked
🛑 Warning: Host is currently in Mortal Realm. Some features are unavailable.
Su Yang's eyes widened. This was everything he'd ever seen in the games—and more.
"Inventory... Skills... Martial Arts... even a Store?!"
He eagerly tapped [Inventory]. A list appeared.
Inventory (3/20 slots used)
• Moon root Herb (Used)
• Cracked Wooden Spoon (Useless)
• Beggar's Pouch (Empty)
"Okay, nothing valuable yet... but at least it works."
He closed it and selected [Skills] next.
🔹 Skill Panel
• Appraisal – Lv. 1 (Can inspect basic items, people, and conditions)
• Enhanced Smell – Lv. 10 (Can detect scents within A100 meters)
Passive Bonus: +10% Detection Range
"My sense of smell… no wonder I could always find rare herbs while others couldn't."
Then he tapped the [Store] tab.
🏪 System Store – Beginner Tier
🟡 Healing Pill (Restores 50 HP): 10 SP
🔹 Iron Dagger (Low-Grade Weapon): 15 SP
🔸 Body Strengthening Manual – Stage 1: 30 SP
🔹 Basic Fireball Technique – Grade F Skill: 50 SP
🔹 Poison Resistance Pill – 1 Dose: 8 SP
🟣 Martial Art Scroll (Random – Common Grade): 25 SP
🧿 Note: Spiritual items are locked until Cultivation Level: Qi Condensation
"So I need System Points—SP—to buy things."
"But how do I earn them?"
Just as he thought that, the screen blinked again.
📜 New System Notice
[Mission Log Unlocked]
Progression Milestone: First Martial Art Acquired – Reward: Unlock Martial Pathway Panel
A wave of realization hit Su Yang.
"This... this isn't just a game anymore. It's a real system—something left behind by the dragon? Or maybe my parents?"
Suddenly, a soft golden flicker pulsed from beneath his shirt. He pulled it aside and saw the jade ring his mother had tied around his neck. It shimmered with faint warmth.
"Is this connected to the system?" he wondered.
As if answering his thought, the system displayed a new window.
🔮 [Legacy Item Detected]
Celestial Jade Ring – Bound Artifact
• Grade: ???
• Status: Dormant
• Contains: 1 Memory Fragment, 1 Locked Bloodline Seal, ??? Unknown
Continuation: The Dragon's Gift and the Sleeping Bloodline
As Su Yang lay quietly in his bed, the soft shimmer of the Celestial Jade Ring intensified. A golden pulse emanated from it—slow at first, then faster, until the air in the room trembled with pressure. Su Yang opened his eyes, startled.
A gust of warm wind blew through the closed room.
Then... it appeared.
With a low, echoing growl, the golden dragon descended from thin air. It emerged like a living flame—glowing, translucent, yet real in its majesty. Its eyes, ancient and wise, locked onto Su Yang.
"You are the heir of the Heaven blood Line," the dragon's voice echoed in Su Yang's mind. "I have waited centuries for your rebirth."
Su Yang sat up, eyes wide. "You… you were on my chest earlier. You entered me. Why?"
"To watch. To judge. To wait. And now… to awaken."
The dragon's form twisted in a spiral, circling the jade ring around Su Yang's neck. The artifact responded, glowing bright silver as strange runes formed around it. Then—a burst of ancient symbols carved themselves into the air, spinning into a blazing seal.
🔓 Legacy Item Activated
☯ Unlocking: Primordial Heaven blood Lineage
⚠ Cost: 70% of System Energy
⚠ Host Body Will Enter Recovery State
[WARNING: Bloodline Awakening Will Cause Extreme Pain]
Proceed?
[Yes] – Chosen Automatically by Celestial Guardian
No—wait!" Su Yang gasped, but it was too late.
The golden dragon roared—not with rage, but sorrow and sacrifice. Its mighty body unraveled into streams of radiant golden light and surged into Su Yang's chest.
Then came the pain.
His body convulsed. His veins lit up like molten lava. Bones cracked, blood vessels trembled, and his mind exploded with memories that weren't his—of a sky split in half, of divine beasts kneeling, of a couple holding a baby under a thundering storm, whispering his name.
"You are our son. Su Yang. The last of Heaven's chosen..."
His screams echoed into the silent night, but no one heard.
His fingernails bled. His skin glowed faintly gold, then faded. His heart raced beyond human limits before falling into a steady, silent rhythm. He clutched his chest, gasping for breath—but there was no air, only light. Blinding, consuming light.
And in that moment—he saw his parents.
The memory fragment unlocked by the ring played before him: a woman crying softly, attaching the ring to a baby's neck; a man, sword in hand, whispering, "Live free, my son"; an old man bowing low, carrying the infant into the wild.
Su Yang choked.
"Why did you leave me... Why did you suffer for me...?" he whispered through tears.
The last thing he saw before blacking out was the system notification, glowing gently:
🩸 Bloodline Unlocked: Primordial Heavenblood (Dormant)
🐉 The celestial guardian has spent its final essence. He must now rest.
⏳ Status: Sleeping (Spiritual Recovery Phase)
🔹 Legacy Skill: "Dragon Soul Forging" – Locked
🔹 Heavenblood Potential: Sealed
💠 The dragon rests within you. When you rise, you will shake the heavens.
Su Yang collapsed into the bed, silent, tears drying on his cheeks. No more pain, no more fear—just emptiness and peace.
Outside, the stars shone unusually bright, as if heaven itself was watching. The winds grew still. Somewhere in the heavens, a divine bell rang once... twice... thrice.
On the night Su Yang fell into his celestial sleep, the skies across the Lower Realms rippled like disturbed water. A distant chime echoed not from the mortal world, but from the Celestial Plane, where divine cultivators lived in seclusion, meditating under stars forged by law and power.
Atop a golden pagoda in the Heavenly Sword Sect, an old man with silver robes and a long beard snapped open his eyes.
"That resonance… a Heavenblood has awakened?"
He stood abruptly, startling disciples nearby. His divine sense surged, piercing through space. But it was too late—the aura had vanished, sealed beneath a protective veil.
Back in the city of Lu, far from sects and empires, an old beggar—blind in both eyes—looked up from a dusty alley.
"The child of storm and blood… has awakened."
"The wheel turns again."
He vanished into shadow, leaving behind only a single silver coin.
The Sleeping Flame
In a simple house on the outskirts of Lu City, Su Yang slept, unmoving. Weeks turned to months. His body remained still, yet radiant. Occasionally, a faint golden glow would ripple across his chest. The jade ring, once quiet, now hovered an inch above him, spinning slowly like a clock made of light.
His status remained locked:
💤 [Status: Sleeping – Spiritual Restoration]
🔒 Progress to Awakening: 7%
🔹 Soul Recovery – Ongoing
🔹 Bloodline Stabilization – Active
🔹 Heaven blood Seal – Dormant
📜 System Functions Temporarily Offline