Mu Chen’s high-born composure shattered into screaming, frantic madness.
“You sewer mongrel!” Mu Chen shrieked, his voice echoing off the barrier pylons like a wounded hyena. “You dare speak of defects in the Violet Mist Academy’s supreme art?! You used a dirty, low-tier trick to disrupt my blades!”
Mu Chen didn’t reach for the five inert swords in the dirt.
He lunged forward, snatching the sixth blade—his main master sword, forged from high-purity purple glow-stone crystal.
He didn’t hesitate. He bit his own tongue with savage force. It filled his mouth with bright, foaming essence blood. Then it spat it directly across the handle and along the cutting edge.
HISSSSSSS.
The crystal blade drank the essence blood like dry sand drinking water.
At the base of the handle, an ancient, forbidden crimson seal carved into the crystal flared into existence: The Violet Emperor’s Blood Seal. An emergency office override licensed only to the Academy’s core direct students, designed to bypass all safety chokes and draw unthrottled power directly from the user’s life force.
