My wife who comes from a wealthy family Chapter 964 - 965: Holy Artifact of the Bloodline

What?

Give the Blood Clan Holy Artifact?

Hearing this response, Ye Wudao was stunned, then hurriedly shook his head and said, "This, this won’t do! How can I take away sothing so precious to soone else!"

"Mr. Ye, the Saint Court is growing stronger now. Ever since the last emperor of our Blood Clan passed away, our clan has fallen into decline and is chased and hounded by the Saint Court every day. We’ve had enough of this kind of life!" said one elder of the Blood Clan.

"Exactly, Mr. Ye! As long as the Blood Clan Holy Artifact is entrusted to you, even if we old folks die, we can smile and face the ancestors of the Blood Clan with no regrets!" said another elder, who was plump and heavyset.

"No way!" Ye Wudao shook his head.

He had never liked taking away things that others held dear!

Weil suddenly grabbed Ye Wudao’s hand, saying, "Third Brother, you’re usually so decisive and ruthless. Why are you being so wishy-washy when it cos to taking advantage? Co with !"

...

Soon, the group arrived in front of a black mountain.

"Third Brother, this is the forbidden zone of our Blood Clan—Black Mountain!" Weil introduced, pointing at the mountain.

Ye Wudao looked at the Black Mountain curiously.

The mountain was barren, with not a single blade of grass growing on it. A mystical and ancient formation had been set upon it, so profound that even Ye Wudao couldn’t fully comprehend it!

"The formation on this Black Mountain is very powerful!" Ye Wudao couldn’t help but remark.

"Indeed, it’s unfathomable!" Black Fox nodded.

"No wonder the Saint Court has never been able to find this place!" Long Mie quipped.

In front of Black Mountain, there stood a stone gate. Weil took out a token first, followed by dozens of esteed elders of the Blood Clan, each taking out their own tokens and placing them into the grooves in the stone gate.

"To enter Black Mountain, you must have the tokens held by elders of the thirteen Blood Clan lineages," Weil explained.

Instantly, nurous blood-red patterns erged on the stone gate, which radiated a dazzling crimson light.

"It’s ready!" Weil pushed open the stone gate, and instantly, a wave of ancient energy rushed out.

"Third Brother, hurry inside!" Weil beckoned.

"Alright!" Ye Wudao nodded, stepping in with curiosity.

The interior was spacious, shaped like an oval. The walls were engraved with countless portraits, all depicting the Blood Clan’s resistance against the Saint Court—truly remarkable scenes.

One particular image caught Ye Wudao’s attention!

It depicted a six-winged Blood Clan mber radiating an emperor’s aura, actually battling a six-winged Angel!

"Who’s that?" Ye Wudao couldn’t help but ask, intrigued.

"That’s our Blood Clan’s last emperor—Janode Brukh, His Majesty. He’s Weil’s great-grandfather and had awakened the Blood Clan’s six wings, possessing the power to battle against the Saint Court’s six-winged Angel!" An esteed elder in the Blood Clan explained, his eyes full of reverence.

"During Emperor Janode’s era, the Saint Court wouldn’t dare act with such impunity as they do now..."

"Back then, our Blood Clan was truly the undisputed ruler of the underground world in the West!" Many old Clan Leaders couldn’t help but recall.

Six-winged Blood Clan?

Ye Wudao stood there, dazed.

A two-winged Angel had strength at the Divine Power Realm!

How strong would six wings be?

The re thought sent shivers down his spine.

anwhile, Weil shook his head, saying, "It’s all nonsense from hundreds of years ago, just sothing to brag about! There’s nothing to dwell on here. Old Ye, co with !"

"Heh, alright." Ye Wudao followed Weil and soon they arrived in a secret chamber.

Inside the chamber.

There stood over a dozen weapons; each was imbued with the marks of ti, their murderous aura lingering even after a thousand years!

"What are these?" Ye Wudao couldn’t help but ask.

"These are the Blood Clan Holy Artifacts. They were forged by our founding ancestor, Cain, to protect our Blood Clan and its thirteen lineages!" Weil paused before continuing to introduce, "Each Blood Clan Holy Artifact possesses imnse power!"

Beside him, Long Mie, emboldened, picked up a black bracelet and joked, "How could it be that powerful?"

"Don’t touch that!" Weil shouted.

As soon as Long Mie’s hand touched the black bracelet, a strange black force instantly contaminated him, causing unbearable pain!

"Ahhh, my hand hurts so much!" Long Mie cried out.

Ye Wudao acted quickly, channeling mana into his palm and striking Long Mie.

"Ack!" Long Mie coughed out a mouthful of black blood, his complexion gradually returning to normal.

"That scared to death!" Long Mie patted his chest, shaken.

"What is this?" Ye Wudao asked curiously.

"This is the Corruption Bracelet, the origin of all diseases in the world. The Black Plague that killed tens of millions in dieval Europe was caused by this bracelet when it was cast out into the world!" Weil paused before continuing, "Later, we Blood Clan recovered the Corruption Bracelet, and the Black Plague was then entirely eradicated!"

Damn!

"A re bracelet killed tens of millions!"

"And it’s the root of the Black Plague!"

"Terrifying!"

Long Mie, Black Fox, Zhao Qingtian, and others all gaped, their mouths agape in shock!

"Third Brother, take this Corruption Bracelet," Weil suggested.

"Alright!" Ye Wudao didn’t hesitate. Then, his gaze fell onto another Blood Clan Holy Artifact—a key. He curiously asked, "This key shouldn’t be as frightening, right?"

Weil picked up the key and smiled, saying, "It’s not too frightening. This key is called Hell’s Key, and it can open the gates of Hell, summoning demons from within..."

Gasp!

The crowd wore expressions of astonishnt!

Even such a small key contains this kind of power!

"If you like it, take it!" Weil handed the key to Ye Wudao.

"And what about this?" Ye Wudao pointed at a bloodied severed arm next to the key.

"That’s the Corpse Hand. Legend holds that it is the left hand of the Blood Clan’s founding ancestor, Cain, and it contains many secrets!" Weil explained with a laugh, "A broken arm like this shouldn’t catch your interest!"

Ye Wudao nodded.

"This is the Blood Cup, used by Cain to drink tea. Honestly, this old cup is just taking up space here!" Weil said dismissively, but his attitude grew serious as he looked at another item.

It was a black dagger, emanating a murderous aura.

"Heh, now this has significant origin! It’s called the Angel Dagger. It was used to assassinate dozens of Angels over the years, and the souls of the Angels cursed by its blade are forever trapped within the dagger. This weapon’s fury and resentnt make it imnsely powerful, ranking among the top three Blood Clan Holy Artifacts!"

Weil, gripping the Angel Dagger with excitent, said, "Heh, this is also a weapon passed down in the Brukh family!"

"Huh, what’s this axe?" Long Mie found himself drawn to a particular blood-stained axe.

It was a deadly Blood Axe, covered in terrifying demonic patterns.

"This is the Executioner’s Axe! According to legend, Cain, the Blood Clan’s founding ancestor, used this axe to slaughter his way into Hell, forging unparalleled carnage!" An elder of the Blood Clan explained.

So powerful!

Weil noticed Long Mie’s longing gaze and couldn’t help but say, "Senior Long Mie, if you fancy the axe, take it. These Holy Artifacts are no longer safe in the hands of the Blood Clan!"

"This... Wouldn’t be right..." Long Mie scratched his head awkwardly, though he clearly wanted it badly.

"Hehe, Weil’s absolutely correct!"

"We old folk are simply incapable of safeguarding the Blood Clan’s millennia-old Holy Artifacts!"

"There’s no need to be shy. If you like one, take it with you. It’s certainly better than having them seized by the ravenous wolves of the Saint Court!" The Blood Clan elders spoke with remarkable generosity.