Those milky white spiritual essence were solidified spiritual essence, and spiritual essence was the energy required to activate the ritual Formation.
The more spiritual essence consumed, the further the person in the ritual progressed on the path of Bloodline tracing, and the further they went, the closer they were to the source of the Bloodline.
At this moment, another white-haired old man's eyes were filled with tears, and his lips trembled as he said,
"The spiritual essence consumed is already more than a hundred times what I used back then. As expected of a mythical Bloodline! Good! Good! Good!"
Meanwhile, Eros was staring blankly at the world filled with gray mist in front of him. He had already run quite a distance, but he still hadn't seen the path his father mentioned.
Where was his path? Where was it?
Didn't they say a path would appear? Is this a bug? What should I do next? Continue forward?
Forget it, didn't father say to go as far as possible? Even though I haven't seen that path, I'll still try to go further.
And so, he just kept moving forward in a random direction within that gray mist. When he got tired, he would stop and rest for a while, then continue running.
Time passed bit by bit. He didn't know how long or how far he had run, after all, there were no reference points in this ghostly place.
Everything looked the same in front, behind, left, and right. He didn't even know if he was running in a straight line.
But just then, he noticed a small light spot suddenly appear ahead, which invigorated him. Finally, he saw something other than gray mist.
This made him a little excited, and he immediately seized the moment to run towards that light spot.
As he got closer, he realized it was a fist-sized, pale green light cluster floating in mid-air, emitting a halo.
To his surprise, after being enveloped by the halo emitted by this pale green light cluster, he felt comfortable all over, and the fatigue from running immediately vanished completely.
"Could this be the Bloodline mark father spoke of?" Eros extended his index finger, intending to poke the pale green light cluster.
But just as his finger touched the light cluster, his vision blurred.
When he could see clearly again, he found himself in mid-air, free-falling towards the sea below, and he couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
But in the next instant, a vine appeared out of thin air, wrapped around his waist, and pulled him in one direction.
When he recovered his senses, a woman wearing a flower crown and an elegant, pale green long dress appeared before him.
Eros looked at the woman in a daze. He felt his heart pounding. Heavens! This woman's appearance perfectly matched his aesthetic preferences!
In an instant, a line he had read in his previous life came to mind: "As beautiful as the peach blossoms of spring, as pure as the chrysanthemums of autumn."
Wasn't this describing her?! Not to mention she also had soft white hair! White hair! It was absolutely amazing!
The beautiful goddess looked at the child before her, a hint of surprise on her face. She didn't understand how this child had suddenly appeared.
Nor did she understand why he, clearly just a Mortal, could look directly at her without being affected in any way.
She stared at the child, examining him closely, and a flash of understanding immediately arose within her. So that was it?
But Eros, who had been in a daze, was startled awake by a series of eerie laughs.
He immediately glanced towards the source of the laughter, and was instantly startled, reflexively shouting, "Woc!"
Because the thing in front of him was truly unsettling: a giant mass of flesh, impossible to describe, with a single enormous eye, and around the eye were countless wriggling tentacles.
And that thing seemed to have noticed him. Its huge pupil stared straight at him, then, as if it had discovered something interesting,
Eyes began to continuously emerge from the exposed skin and tentacles on its body.
Eventually, its entire body was covered in eyes, all staring straight at him, and continuously emitting eerie laughter: "Hehe, hehe, hehe."
Eros's scalp tingled. Looking at the dense cluster of eyes, he felt a sense of physiological discomfort.
If someone with trypophobia saw this scene, they might just drop dead on the spot!
He immediately turned his head away, no longer looking at the thing. It was simply too physiologically unsettling. Although he didn't know how he had appeared here,
It seemed like these two sides were in a standoff, but he had suddenly appeared and interfered.
It was a good thing he appeared closer to this beautiful elder sister, otherwise, wouldn't he be doomed?
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. Wasn't he undergoing the Bloodline baptism ritual?
According to what his father said, the Bloodline baptism was about tracing the source of the Bloodline, and along the way, he would encounter many marks left by his ancestors in the Bloodline.
And what he needed to do was to choose the most powerful ancestors possible and then Awaken their Bloodline.
So the question was, was this woman in front of him his ancestor???
I finally fell in love once, but you made me lose so completely?
Now that she understood the child's origin and purpose, Cecilia no longer had the mind to entangle herself further with the bizarre, twisted thing opposite her.
After a glance, she vanished from her original spot, and Eros, supported by the vine, also disappeared with her.
Thus, only that bizarre, twisted thing remained in the vast sea.
After Eros disappeared, it cast its gaze towards the place where Eros had suddenly appeared.
It made no discernible movement, but countless tentacles grew out of thin air in that space.
And eyes continuously squeezed out of the flesh seams on the tentacles, an endless stream of eyeballs, completely filling that space, and then abruptly disappearing.
Accompanied by a series of eerie low laughs, it slowly sank into the sea surface, gradually disappearing.
And on the other side!
Eros felt his vision blur again, and then he appeared in an unfamiliar place.
Sigh! Again, and again, these abrupt scene changes. He felt like he was getting used to them.
Suddenly! A melodious, pleasant laugh interrupted his thoughts:
"I didn't expect you to choose to Awaken the Bloodline of my Elf! In that case, I will personally perform the baptism for you. Get ready, little Alicia."
Eros was a little dazed. Only then did he notice the unusual ears of the gentle, white-haired elder sister in front of him, hidden beneath her flower crown.
Slightly different from normal human ears, hers were somewhat pointed and slender.
"She's an Elf?"
Eros suddenly remembered that day in the library when his father told him that their ancestors had intermarried with the Elf.
So, this woman in front of him was indeed an imprint left by his ancestor in his Bloodline?
What about that tentacle monster? Could it also be one?
But are Bloodline imprints like this? And who is Alicia? What does she mean by calling me Alicia?
Although he was indeed handsome in this life, it wasn't to the point where people couldn't tell his gender.
