A Farmer's Journey To Immortality-Chapter 472: Humeyin’s Betrothal P02

The Blackblood Lord's words fell like thunder in the room.

After the initial few seconds, Aksai couldn't keep his face expressionless.

His eyes widened in shock. Haitin, who had been standing silently beside the bed, turned his head sharply toward his father. Humeyin also looked up in surprise.

The Blackblood Lord chuckled.

"All of you act like I just told you to attack the Yaksha Sect and kill the Yaksha Lord with your bare hands. Hahaha. But I suppose this is a normal reaction. You didn't expect that, did you?" he said.

Then he turned his head and looked at his daughter with tired eyes. "Little Meyin… do you trust me?"

Humeyin's expression changed. She looked at her father, her mouth slightly open as if she wanted to say something. But in the end, she simply nodded. Her eyes shimmered, holding back something unspoken.

Seeing that, the Blackblood Lord turned back to Aksai.

"Lad, don't look so nervous. I'm not forcing anything," he said with a light laugh. "I know you're a smart one, and your apprehensions are justified. So I'll be honest with you."

He took a deep breath.

"My daughter's condition… it's complicated. You've seen it. Her Physique is rare and cursed. It makes her look like a ghost during the day, and no ordinary method can help her."

He paused, as if to let that truth settle, then continued.

"But there are other methods. Hidden ones. In Dadangar's core regions—places beyond the Shinayin Empire—there are techniques and medicines that can help her. With time, and with the right support, she can be cured."

He smiled again.

"She's a true beauty, my daughter. You wouldn't be taking any loss by marrying her."

Then his tone became a little more serious.

"But you must also know this. Her Physique doesn't just devour light. Under some special conditions… it can devour life essence too. If she loses control, the one closest to her—her husband—might get drained."

Aksai stiffened slightly.

"That's why… her husband must be someone stronger than her in Spirit cultivation," the Blackblood Lord said, firm and clear. "If not, even she won't be able to stop her body from turning him into a dried corpse."

He looked at Aksai with calm eyes.

"So? What do you think? I ask for no answer today. Just let the thought settle. My daughter trusts me… and I trust you."

The room went quiet again.

Aksai was still too shocked to say anything. But he soon managed to gather his wits before asking. "Why me?"

The Blackblood Lord's pale lips curled into a faint smile.

"Hmm? Let's just say that it is because you are the only one in the Dadangar Subcontinent who can match my daughter in terms of talent."

Aksai shook his head. His brows drew together as he took a deep breath.

"You're wrong," he said, his voice steady but soft.

"Please don't give me superficial answers, Master. I'm not naive enough to believe them. Let's be honest.

I'm not as talented as your daughter. If I were, I wouldn't have needed your protection to deal with the Green Glory Lord. I'm just a simple Spirit farmer who got lucky a few times. Somehow, I made it to the Foundation Building stage. That's all." frёeωebɳovel.com

He paused before continuing.

"I know the Blackblood Clan values arranged marriages. But I don't come from a well-known family. I'm no beast who finds beauty by accident.

My background isn't noble. My Spirit cultivation base is also lower than Lordess Humeyin's. I don't think I'm a good choice for someone as gifted as your daughter."

The Blackblood Lord let out a dry laugh. His chest rose and fell with some effort, but his eyes were still sharp.

"Talent isn't just about how fast someone cultivates," he said.

"It's not only about having rare Physiques either. Those things help, yes, but real talent… real talent is knowing your limits and working through them, step by step.

It's about not giving up. It's about staying true to the path of cultivation, no matter how hard it gets."

His gaze landed firmly on Aksai. There was something heavy behind those old eyes—something that had seen and judged many.

"But since you want me to be honest—let me be honest. Haha. You're right. I don't want my daughter to marry you just because you're a good lad.

Anything that is too good gets taken advantage of by others. I wouldn't want my daughter to face unnecessary difficulties because of her husband's naivety.

That being said… the real reason I want you to marry my daughter is quite simple. I saw your efforts in the Holy Land Torel," the Blackblood Lord said.

"Your presence there felt natural to me… like you belonged in that ancient place. You must have come across some rare treasures, didn't you?

Even though it's hidden perfectly well, it's my bloodline that senses it. You are no longer a pure human. You are… you are turning into something different.

I'm not sure if you're a bloodline user like us, but your presence certainly isn't that of a normal human."

His lips twitched into a small, knowing smile.

Aksai was startled. He hadn't expected the Blackblood Lord to sense his druid lineage. It seemed his Spirit bloodline had started to affect his body as well, subtly changing his vessel's bloodline. It was something even he was unaware of.

The Spirit farmer's mouth opened, but no words came out. In the end, he said nothing at all. But silence was an answer in itself.

The Blackblood Lord gave a slow, content nod, as if he had just confirmed something for himself. His gaze softened.

"I know what kind of person you are, Aksai," he said.

"Even if you don't see it yet, I can see it clearly. So there's no need to pretend anymore in front of me. We are not your enemies, so don't act too prudent with us."

Aksai lowered his head, not sure what to say anymore.

He hadn't thought someone like the Blackblood Lord would completely see through him.

Even though the Blackblood Lord didn't know about Aksai's druid lineage, his assumptions weren't far from hitting the bull's-eye.