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Chen Xiao and his wife were first startled, then looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Madam Chen said softly:

"Young Master Chen Chuan, you... you must be joking, right?"

"The Primordial Purple Radiance Ancestral Dragon Bloodline is the very foundation of our Chen Clan; its Inheritance is extremely strict, and it’s impossible for an outsider to possess it."

Chen Xiao also nodded and said in a deep voice: "Little friend, could you have sensed it wrongly? Perhaps you’ve Cultivated some Cultivation Method related to the Dragon Race and had some illusions?"

It wasn’t that they didn’t believe Chen Chuan, but the Primordial Purple Radiance Ancestral Dragon Bloodline was too significant for the Chen Clan, symbolizing the core secrets and glory of the Clan.

For an outsider to suddenly claim they possessed it was truly hard to accept.

Seeing that the three didn’t believe him, Chen Chuan said no more.

With a thought, he quietly activated a trace of Bloodline Power within his body.

He deliberately controlled the concentration, not revealing that world-shaking perfect-grade purple-gold Bloodline.

Instead, he suppressed his Aura to a level of about fifth-grade concentration.

Buzz.

An ancient, noble Aura carrying a majestic dragon pressure spread out from Chen Chuan’s body.

Faintly, it was as if a low dragon roar echoed around him.

Immediately after, his exposed skin was quickly covered by a layer of fine and solid Mystic Yellow Dragon Scales, shimmering with a metallic luster, and a powerful surge of blood-qi energy pulsed.

"Roar!"

Though the dragon roar was low, it pierced straight to the Soul!

The wine cup in Chen Tian’s hand fell to the ground with a clatter, shattering into pieces, yet he was completely unaware.

He just opened his mouth wide, his eyes bulging as he stared fixedly at the layer of Mystic Yellow Dragon Scales on Chen Chuan’s body.

Chen Xiao and his wife even jumped up from their seats, their faces filled with extreme shock and disbelief.

"Mys... Mystic Yellow Dragon Scales! Fifth-grade Bloodline concentration!"

Chen Xiao’s voice carried a hint of trembling.

As the head of the Chen Clan, he knew all too well what these dragon scales meant.

This was absolutely the pure Primordial Purple Radiance Ancestral Dragon Bloodline.

"You... you... Chen Chuan, you..." Chen Tian pointed at Chen Chuan, so excited he was incoherent: "You really... really are like us?"

Chen Chuan restrained his Bloodline Aura, the dragon scales receded, and he returned to his original state.

He nodded calmly: "Now, do Uncle and Aunt believe me?"

Chen Xiao took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress the stormy waves in his heart.

He walked quickly to Chen Chuan and excitedly grabbed his shoulders: "I believe! I believe! There’s absolutely no mistake! This is the Bloodline of my Chen Clan! The purest Primordial Purple Radiance Ancestral Dragon Bloodline!"

"Chen Chuan, you... where exactly do you come from? Who are your parents? Why were you left outside?" Madam Chen also asked urgently, her eyes filled with concern and doubt.

Chen Chuan replied:

"I come from the Lower Realm, a place called the Sacred Martial Continent."

"Our branch is also surnamed Chen and has lived there for generations. In our Clan history records, there is no information about the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain."

"Lower Realm? Sacred Martial Continent?" Chen Xiao and his wife looked at each other, both seeing the bewilderment and surprise in each other’s eyes.

"Then in your Clan, are there any records regarding the source of the Bloodline?" Chen Xiao followed up.

Chen Chuan shook his head: "The Clan records don’t explicitly mention it, only that our ancestors seemed quite glorious but later declined."

Although Chen Chuan didn’t know the specific reasons.

But Chen Xiao and his wife were now certain that Chen Chuan was a member of their Chen Clan who had been lost.

And for some unknown reason, they had gone to the Lower Realm and flourished there.

Long years had cut off information, but the bond of Bloodline had crossed time and space to reconnect.

"Hahaha! Fantastic!" Chen Tian finally snapped out of his shock and excitedly hugged Chen Chuan: "Chen Chuan! No, Brother Chuan! From now on, we are true brothers! Blood brothers!"

Seeing his son’s closeness with Chen Chuan, Chen Xiao and his wife also showed gratified and excited smiles.

A Clan Bloodline lost outside had now returned to the clan.

Moreover, the returnee was such a brilliant and talented individual; this was undoubtedly a great blessing for the Chen Clan.

"This matter is of great importance!" Chen Xiao quickly calmed down, his expression solemn:

"Regarding Chen Chuan’s Bloodline and Origins, we must immediately report to the Ancestor."

"The Ancestor is the oldest; perhaps he knows something about the ancestors, and he might know a thing or two about the information regarding the branch in the Lower Realm."

Madam Chen also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the priority is to take Chen Chuan to see the Ancestor."

Just as Chen Xiao was about to order someone to go to the Ancestor’s seclusion place to report, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

A Chen Clan guard rushed in with a panicked expression, not even caring about etiquette, and reported urgently:

"Clan Head, the Jin Clan... the Jin Clan’s large force has already reached the east gate of the city."

"What? So fast?" Chen Xiao’s face suddenly changed, the previous joy and excitement instantly replaced by solemnity.

The Jin Clan coming with such fanfare at this time was definitely not with good intentions.

He immediately dropped the idea of taking Chen Chuan to see the Ancestor right away.

He ordered the guard in a deep voice: "Pass the order down, gather all Elders and elite Disciples of the clan, and head to the East Gate immediately!"

"Yes!" The guard took the order and left.

Chen Xiao looked at Chen Chuan, his face full of apology: "Chen Chuan, I wanted to take you to see the Ancestor, but I didn’t expect a sudden situation..."

Chen Chuan waved his hand to indicate it was fine, and he asked curiously: "Uncle, what’s the deal between the Jin Clan and the Chen Clan?"

Chen Tian, on the side, took over the conversation with a resentful face and explained:

"Chen Chuan, you don’t know. Our Chen Clan and this Jin Clan are sworn enemies; we’ve had a long-standing grudge."

"Recently, because a rich Origin Stone mine was discovered at the border of the two cities, the conflict has escalated. Both sides have clashed many times over the ownership of the mine, with losses on both sides."

He paused and continued:

"The strength of the two families is about equal. If a full-scale war breaks out, it will inevitably result in mutual destruction, which will only let other forces benefit."

"So after discussion, it was decided to determine the ownership of the mine through a competition."

"Each side will send five clan Disciples under the age of thirty to conduct a best-of-five competition, and the winner will get the mining rights."

"It seems the Jin Clan is coming with ill intent today to officially hold this competition."

Hearing this, a look of understanding flashed in Chen Chuan’s eyes.

Original so, the struggle for interests has always been the root of Clan conflicts.

"Let’s go! We’ll go meet this Jin Clan!"

Chen Xiao waved his hand, his body exuding the majesty and decisiveness of a Clan Head, as he took the lead and walked out.

Madam Chen, Chen Tian, and several Chen Clan Elders who had heard the news followed closely behind.

After a moment’s thought, Chen Chuan also followed.

He wanted to see just what kind of people this Jin Clan, who contended with the Chen Clan, were.

The Chen Clan’s procession was grand, heading toward the east gate of Tuyang City.

A tense atmosphere, like a mountain rain about to fall, instantly enveloped the entire city.

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