The Thorne of Destiny

Adrian woke up after God knows how long to find no traces of his pursuers. Only a scorched mark was left where the two men were standing previously.

He was initially confused and skeptical, wondering where they were and why they hadn't killed him yet.

Just as he was getting up to leave, a head splitting pain suddenly assaulted his mind. It was so painful that he immediately brought him to his knees.

He started clutching his head and was about to scream when he remembered his circumstances. The veins on his head started bulging and he gritted his teeth and bit his lip until it started bleeding.

The pain finally started fading away after a minute. He heaved a sigh of relief as he dragged himself to a corner of the building.

As he sat down on ground wearily, he hadn't even realized that him, who was seriously injured a while ago was already perfectly fine. It was as if all his injuries were an illusion.

As he was catching his breath, he suddenly realized that he had a whole new wave of memories. Memories that weren't his and weren't there previously.

This shocked him as he initially thought that an evil spirit was trying to take over his body. However, when he calmed down and thought it through, he found out that these memories contained cultivation manuals, martial art techniques, alchemy recipes, rune patterns, knowledge on rare herbs and so much more.

It was as if the knowledge of the world and all it entail were forcefully crammed into his mind.

As he was sorting through the memories, an aged voice resounded in his ears.

"You who has obtained the blood star, I leave a gift inside. All the knowledge I have acquired in my life time is now yours for the taking. Remember, the one who gave you this wealth is I, THE SAGE OF SLAUGHTER."

When the voice echoed in his ears, Adrian's eyes widened. Perhaps others did not know who the sage of slaughter was but as a member of one of the great families, he knew much more than ordinary people.

The sage of slaughter was famous across all five continents even though he was born many millennia ago.

He was a powerhouse of the Orthodox faction who had many incredible feats including killing the demon lord at the time. He was said to have reached the Pinnacle of the world.

That's right, he reached the Supreme immortal realm. A realm that was only rumored to exist. Shortly after that however, he inexplicably vanished. Many powerhouses tries to find his whereabouts to no avail.

Many believed that he had rid himself of the affairs of the world and entered into perpetual cultivation, some believed he had left this world completely and had gone to a new world while the absolute minority believed that he had perished.

However, they were quickly drowned out because of how unlikely that was.

What a joke. Someone at that level basically had infinite lifespan, so dying of old age was impossible. And saying that someone killed him was even more ludicrous. Who the f*ck could kill a supreme immortal. The possibility of that happening was exactly zero.

His disappearance became a mystery and soon became a conversation topic that people use to live the atmosphere at restaurants, bars and brothels.

But who would have thought that the opinion of the minority was actually the correct one. Though the sage of slaughter had indeed become a supreme immortal, breaking through caused some hidden injuries to relapse and become terminal.

He sensed this and just before passing away, he compressed the culmination of his life's work and put it into his greatest treasure, the blood necklace.

Then tossed it into the ocean that separated the continents and watched it flow towards the fated one.

Adrian sat there in shock for a few as he couldn't believe what had just happened. Had he actually received the inheritance of the sage of slaughter? He reached towards his chest and brought out the necklace that was hidden in his robes. This was the only way to verify that he wasn't in illusion and he had indeed obtained the sage of slaughter's inheritance.

His mind was in disarray for a few more minutes before he finally forced himself to calm down. No wonder his father told him not to tell a soul about the necklace.

If word of this was to leak out, he could only imagine the disaster that would befall him.

Every major sect, family and kingdom would hunt him down in order to obtain the inheritance.

Even those old monsters who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years would come out and start hunting him down.

A breath from them could erase him from existence not to talk of them actively trying to find him.

The thought of such a huge treasure being in his hand filled him with immense joy. However, when he remembered that the price he had to pay for it was his whole family, his mood dampened and became rather somber again.