Chapter 117 Vincent Awakens**

Leona was not in a forge and did not contain a hammer or other tools.

However, to heal Vincent, she did not need them either. Her hands and fingers were enough.

Her red eyes abruptly opened up.

She saw Vincent’s nude body beneath her, but her eyes looked deeper through the flesh.

She could see the multiple choked points in his partially opened Lung Vein.

She left Vincent’s hands and placed her palms on his chest.

She traced the vein pathway and placing her hand right above one choked point,

Slap!

“Oww-“

Leona slapped Vincent hard.

Vincent instinctively grunted but there was no pain.

[Your Lung Vein is partially restored.]

Leona found another choked point.

Slap!

[Your Lung Vein is partially restored.]

Slap!

[Your Lung Vein is half restored.]

Leona slapped and searched for the damaged places and healed them by tapping her fingers full of Forge Dao on it.

There was an orange light that entered Vincent’s body through her fingertips.

Vincent felt warm and comfortable.

[Your Lung Vein is fully restored.]

[You have awakened properly.]

Vincent thought this was all, but he couldn’t be more wrong.

Leona squatted up, then down, then up, and down and kept repeating it. Not stopping even once.

If Vivienne wasn’t supporting her and making it easier for her to bounce, she wouldn’t have been able to focus fully on Vincent.

Leona’s pussy tightly wrapped around Vincent’s shaft and it was getting more and more slippery inside her.

He had lost track of the number of times he came in her.

At this moment, Leona saw a small plate-like thing just a few inches below Vincent’s bellybutton.

It wasn’t a physical plate, but something metaphysical.

As she looked clearly and questioned it, the Dao answered.

It was an ancient seal, and this seal was blocking Vincent’s cultivation and growth.

She looked around and could see a lot of cultivation suppressed beneath it.

The plate was like a dam guarding a major waterbody.

Leona couldn’t predict what might happen, but she knew this seal had to go.

It was threatening her dear fiancé’s cultivation and growth.

She made a fist and it got covered with an orange radiance.

Bam!

“Argh!”

Vincent yelled and couldn’t help but open his eyes.

He saw Leona’s beautiful body, and his shaft lodged deep in her.

She got up, then slid down.

A pair of hands were supporting the underside of her thighs and helping her move better.

They belonged to his mother. She was right beside.

Vincent knitted his brows, but right then—

Bam!

“Arghh—”

He clearly saw Leona hit him.

“W-why…”

Bam!

Leona didn’t answer and kept hitting.

Vivienne wasn’t stopping her and calmly glanced at the place Leona was hitting.

A few moments later, Leona could see a small crack.

She put more energy behind her fist and hit Vincent harder.

“Ah—blergh!”

Vincent shouted and vomited to his side.

There was no food remains, only blood.

“Linda!” Vivienne knit her brows and shouted.

Even she couldn’t predict that the situation would escalate so much and Vincent would be in so much pain.

The room’s door opened and Linda arrived.

She didn’t require instructions to know what was happening. She quickly got to work and cast a cleaning spell everywhere then sat beside her young master while holding a wooden container.

BAM!

“Blergggh!”

Leona’s first contained more power and the seal broke further.

Vincent kept vomiting and the container was full of blood and black tar in a few moments.

Linda switched containers.

Leona had a slight frown on her face.

She was getting physically tired and drained after hitting Vincent constantly.

Vivienne could see her complexion turn visibly pale.

If it was exhaustion, it could be helped.

Vivienne fed Leona a mist-colored pill and the lass’s complexion turned healthy.

She had a newfound energy and greater strength.

The seal was ancient and powerful, but was it as ancient and powerful as the Origin Dao wrapped around Leona’s fist?

The only way to find the answer was…

BOOM—!

[The suppression seal has been shattered.]

[Dormant lineage traits are awakening.]

[True bloodline identified.]

[Progenitor Vampire Bloodline.]

[Ding.]

[Your cultivation has soared.]

[Ding.]

[Your Second Vein — Spleen Vein has opened.]

[Ding.]

[Your Third Vein — Liver Vein has opened.]

[Ding.]

[Your Fourth Vein — Kidney Vein has opened.]

[Ding.]

[Your Fifth Vein — Stomach Vein has opened.]

[Ding.]

[Your Sixth Vein — Heart Vein has opened.]

[Ding.]

[Your Seventh Vein — Spinal Vein has opened.]

[Ding.]

[Your Eighth Vein — Crown Vein has opened.]

[Ding.]

[All veins are now open.]

[You have reached the peak of the Vein Awakening stage.]

[You are now an Ascendant of the Vein Awakening stage.]

Despite so many notifications spamming before Vincent’s eyes and ringing in his head, he wasn’t listening or looking.

His eyes were closed and he was shaking under Leona.

His body grew visibly under Leona and it made her slightly worried. She wished to get up to let things proceed but Vivienne asked her to stay put.

If Leona stopped dual cultivating, she would lose all the meaning she had derived and applied.

The same meaning might never appear again and it would be a tremendous loss. It would also slow her cultivation to a very large degree.

The dual cultivation art was truly made for women, evident from how Leona had to keep moving her hips.

But nothing could be done about it. Nature made a man and a woman in distinct ways.

It was impossible for a man to dual cultivation as his body channels were in an inward pattern.

Meaning, there was nothing on him that could accept the Dao and then bring it to the circulation.

With a woman, it was the opposite.

Her body channels were in an outward pattern.

She could accept the meaning but it would simply flow out.

This was exactly what happened a while ago.

The orange radiance, aka the Forge Origin Dao entered her, and it was about to go outside but entered Vincent and then through him entered the Yin-Yang circulatory pathway.

It has always been a really complicated process, and after millions of years of wisdom, cultivators were able to come up with this art.

Even this art had a lot of restrictions like the male being of the same path and having high yang energy followed by the Entanglement criteria.

With so many problems and restrictions, dual cultivation has always been limited to a very small population in ancient times, and at present, it was limited to Vincent’s ladies due to Vincent himself.

If Vincent was not an Open Soul, dual cultivation wouldn’t have been possible.

Vincent’s soul was strengthened and solidified to a great degree after all his veins awakened.

He was stronger than Leona at this moment, but wasn’t conscious enough to understand.

Leona, Vivienne, and Linda watched him with slight worry on their faces.

They didn’t know how he would take all that was happening.

While Vincent awakened…

Far away from the Falkner Kingdom, beneath the Empire’s oldest cathedral.

An ancient crimson inscription carved into a stone table suddenly lit up.

The entire underground chamber turned red.

A second later, bells began ringing throughout the cathedral.

Bishops rushed through the corridors while armored Inquisitors descended the stairs two at a time.

An old Archbishop entered the chamber and stopped before the glowing inscription.

His expression changed immediately.

One of the Inquisitors asked, “Your Grace?”

The Archbishop stared at the ancient symbol.

“A Vampire Progenitor has awakened.”

Everyone went silent.

Then his voice hardened.

“Find him!”

…

Far beyond the Empire stood a land where sunlight rarely touched the earth.

Black forests surrounded ancient gothic cities while enormous castles rose beneath a permanently gloomy sky.

Inside one such castle, several shadows descended from above.

Large bat-like wings folded behind men and women dressed in expensive suits, dresses, gloves, and long coats.

They hurried through the castle and entered a vast hall.

A handsome middle-aged man stood at the end of a long table.

“Duke!”

One of the vampires stopped before him.

“I can feel the Progenitor’s bloodline!”

Another immediately added, “All of us can!”

The Duke calmly turned to them and heard them.

A woman nearby said, “Something has to be done. If his bloodline completely awakens, he will command us all.”

“He could order us to abandon our houses.”

“He could order us to kill each other.”

Another vampire’s expression turned ugly.

“He might ask us to die, and our own blood would force us to obey.”

The Duke remained silent for several seconds.

“…it’s troublesome indeed.”

He clasped his hands behind his back.

“Find him.”

The vampires looked toward him.

“And assassinate him before his authority matures.”

The Duke’s eyes narrowed.

“Do not appear before him.”

“If the Progenitor sees you and realizes what you are, he only needs to give one command — kill yourself — and you will die.”

His voice was cold as he finished and the hall went silent.

“Go now.”

Every vampire quickly bowed.

“Yes, Duke!” They said in unison.

Wings spread throughout the hall.

Windows opened.

One after another, the vampires disappeared into the dark sky.

…

Werewolf Kingdom.

Inside an enormous stone palace, several muscular men stood around a table covered in reports.

One of them crushed the paper in his hand.

“The vampires have a Progenitor and the Duke is moving against him?”

An elderly werewolf slowly stood from his chair.

“They haven’t seen a progenitor in years and would not want to be under one. Just like them, we haven’t seen one in our bloodline either for thousands of years.”

Another man frowned.

“If the Duke can kill him, it’s good. But if the vampires unite beneath him…”

Nobody needed the sentence finished.

The elderly werewolf looked toward the warriors before him.

“Find the Progenitor.”

A low growl escaped his throat.

“And kill him.”

“Don’t get in the way of the vampires wanting to kill him either.”

The elderly werewolf then said with slightly gritted teeth,

“The werewolves cannot afford to let the vampires possess an authority like that.”

“Go now.”

“As you command!”