Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 3611: Four Bloodline Component Crystals

Lin Mu set the second crystal aside before picking up the third crystal, the pinkish red one.

The moment he touched it, Lin Mu felt something different.

This was neither purely human nor purely beast.

It was both.

And yet, it was not simply a mixture.

His immortal sense delved into it carefully, analyzing its structure. What he found caused his expression to shift ever so slightly.

”This...” he murmured.

The energies within it were intertwined in a way that was neither chaotic nor separate. They existed in a state of transition, a continuous blending that maintained equilibrium between the two extremes.

It was a bridge that connected the two energies in such a way that they had achieved a rare state of stability.

Lin Mu’s mind moved quickly as he processed this realization.

”This is what defines a Foxkin,” he concluded.

Without this component, the system would fall apart. The human and beast aspects would no longer coexist harmoniously. One would dominate, or they would remain separate without forming a unified identity.

This was not merely a mixture of bloodlines.

This was a transformation.

A state that allowed two fundamentally different lineages to merge into something entirely new. Without this, perhaps the person might simply become a human with a beast bloodline.

Lin Mu’s eyes glinted faintly.

”This could be the key to understanding all beastkin,” he muttered. ”The thing that differentiates them from just humans with beast bloodlines.”

The implications were vast.

If this component truly represented the defining factor of beastkin existence, then it was something far more profound than a simple biological trait. It was a fundamental principle that governed hybridization at the highest level.

He considered the possibility that others had discovered this before.

Those who had once wielded the Bloodline Unraveling Demonic Art would have inevitably encountered similar results. Their understanding of bloodlines would have far surpassed conventional knowledge.

But those records were gone.

Purged.

Erased along with the practitioners themselves.

What remained now were mere fragments, long scattered and rendered incomplete. And yet, Lin Mu had rediscovered a piece of that lost knowledge.

He set the pinkish red crystal aside with great care.

Finally, his attention shifted to the last one.

The pitch black crystal.

The moment his gaze fell upon it, his expression grew more serious.

Unlike the others, this crystal did not reflect light.

It seemed to absorb it.

Even in his hand, it appeared as a void, its surface shifting subtly like a pool of darkness that refused to reveal its depth.

Lin Mu already had a suspicion.

”This... is likely the source,” he thought.

He extended his immortal sense toward it.

Nothing.

It was not that the crystal lacked structure. It was that his perception could not penetrate it. The moment his sense touched its surface, it simply... stopped. As if the information beyond that point did not exist.

Lin Mu’s brows furrowed.

He increased the intensity of his perception, attempting to force his way through.

The result remained unchanged.

”Strange,” he muttered.

He switched methods.

His spatial perception activated, allowing him to view the crystal in relation to the fabric of space itself. Normally, this would reveal distortions, internal structures, or inconsistencies that could not be seen through ordinary means.

Yet even this yielded little.

The crystal appeared as a solid mass, its boundaries defined, but its interior indistinguishable from the surrounding spatial fabric.

It was as if it existed... and yet did not.

Lin Mu’s eyes narrowed further.

”This confirms it,” he said inwardly.

If this component existed within the blood in a dispersed state, then it would be impossible to detect through normal observation. Even his advanced methods had failed to identify it earlier.

Not because it was not there.

But because it could not be seen.

The realization settled heavily in his mind.

This was the hidden variable.

The anomaly that had eluded all detection.

He moved to the side, activating the analysis arrays once more. The formations lit up, their intricate patterns scanning the black crystal with precision.

Streams of data flowed through the arrays.

Then stabilized.

The results were... limited.

Lin Mu read through them carefully.

The arrays confirmed the presence of a material that did not interact with Immortal Qi. More than that, it actively rejected it in subtle ways, preventing any form of integration or analysis beyond surface-level observation.

Lin Mu exhaled slowly.

”As expected,” he said.

He had found the cause.

But understanding it was another matter entirely.

The path forward was unclear.

For the next few days, Lin Mu remained within the sealed chamber, his focus shifting back to the memories of the Withered Spirit Daoist. He searched through them once more, this time looking specifically for anything that could relate to such a phenomenon.

Cultivation techniques and skills.

Records of hidden phenomena.

Experiments on bloodlines and curses that could seal perception.

Anything.

Yet despite the vastness of those memories, he found nothing that directly addressed this. The existence of such a component was not documented. Or perhaps it had been, but lost among the countless erased records of the past.

Lin Mu did not allow frustration to take hold.

Instead, he continued his work.

If one sample was not enough, then he would gather more data.

He repeated the entire process.

This time, using blood from the Frost Fox Tribe.

The steps were identical.

Refinement.

Transformation.

Unraveling.

The result appeared once more.

Four crystals.

Lin Mu observed them closely.

The structure was the same.

But the differences were immediately apparent.

The human component remained unchanged, pale and pure.

The beast component, however, was no longer red.

It was dark blue. It felt cold and rather dense, carrying the unmistakable aura of frost-aligned lineage.

The Foxkin component had also shifted.

It was now a lighter shade of blue, maintaining the same transitional properties as before, but reflecting the nature of the Frost Fox Tribe.

Lin Mu nodded slightly.

”This is consistent,” he thought.

Different tribes, different elemental alignments.

But the same fundamental structure.

And then his gaze moved to the final crystal.

The pitch black one.

It was identical, yet unchanged. It was totally unaffected by the variation in bloodline.

Lin Mu’s eyes sharpened.

”That settles it.”

Whatever this was...

It was not tied to a specific tribe.

It was something deeper.

Something universal.

And it was present in all of them.