Apocalypse: Infinite Evolution Starts from Attribute Allocation

"I understand." Wang Ye hesitated when he saw the breathtaking woman extending her hand, but then he stepped forward to grasp her soft, blade-like hand. "It is essential to be cautious of others, and you have deliberately secluded yourselves here to avoid being discovered."

The breathtaking woman gave a soft hum and withdrew her hand without a change of expression. "My name is Jue Ziman, and I am the Absolute Saber Guardian."

Oh?

Wang Ye’s heart stirred.

From the stories of the Sword Spirit, he knew some of the secret history of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan.

Those with the surname ’Jue’ were extremely rare.

Only descendants with the Absolute Emperor Bloodline and possessing immense talent potential were given this surname.

"Can you take me to meet your family leader?" Wang Ye asked. "I have the inheritance of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan that I need to pass on to him, to fulfill Emperor Jue’s last wish."

"Sure." Jue Ziman did not doubt him.

A human who even the legendary Sword Spirit acknowledges must not be a bad person.

...

Entering the Chaos Absolute Saber Mausoleum.

Along the way, Wang Ye learned a lot from his chat with Jue Ziman.

He just learned about a period in the history of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan.

They had once fought to the death against the Myriad Law Primitive Clan for the ruling status of the East Primitive Territory and ultimately the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan was defeated.

Emperor Jue perished, and the Myriad Law Primitive Clan sought to eradicate them completely.

They ravaged the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan in East Primitive Territory, slaughtering many.

In the end, forced some descendants of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan to flee into the Endless Chaos, barely escaping extermination.

But the perilous Endless Chaos was not a safe haven.

The Absolute Blade Primitive Clan suffered repeated losses.

After surviving through endless eras and numerous relocations, they finally settled down in the Third Layer of the Three Realms.

The twists and turns of their story were unknown to outsiders.

"Family Leader." Jue Ziman landed and bowed slightly.

Wang Ye stopped in his tracks, observing the man standing as rigid and sharp as a saber.

His aura was fierce, indicating a formidable character.

But at the moment, his face wore an incongruously warm smile, cheerfully welcoming Wang Ye’s arrival.

"Hello, Human Wang Ye." The family leader, Jue Ming, said, "I’ve been informed of your purpose by Ziman, let’s talk inside."

"Ziman, continue with your duties."

"Yes, Family Leader." Jue Ziman answered and left.

Wang Ye glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

The Absolute Saber Guardian, as the name suggests, is responsible for protecting the Chaos Absolute Saber Mausoleum.

And safeguarding the people of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan!

The family leader, quite cautious.

Wang Ye didn’t mind.

After all, he had no ill intentions.

At most, he wanted to gain a little something.

Entering the inner hall.

Wang Ye looked around.

Whether it was the furnishings, style, or the feeling of saber intent, everything resembled the Absolute Saber Imperial Mausoleum.

"Sit." The family leader, Jue Ming, said politely.

Wang Ye sat down. "The family leader has managed the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan quite well."

The current Absolute Blade Primitive Clan, although not as prosperous as in the past and with a population less than one ten-thousandth.

But they still had a small scale.

Compared to a Small Divine Race, it slightly lacked in the number of strong individuals, simply due to insufficient base.

However, at the top of the pyramid, there were more powerful individuals!

The Cosmic Sea True Divine, totaling six, comparable to a mid-sized divine race!

"It’s difficult," the family leader, Jue Ming, said with a wry smile. "The Endless Chaos is full of crises. We’re uncertain of tomorrow, and we’ve relocated nearly a hundred times, with countless clan members fallen."

"Has the family leader thought of returning to the East Primitive Territory?" Wang Ye asked.

"No return possible." The family leader, Jue Ming, replied, "Even though the Myriad Law Primitive Clan has changed its name to the Fadu Divine Race, we are still at odds, fighting a life or death struggle. One mountain cannot contain two tigers."

"Unless we possess strength that can truly match them, otherwise I will not risk the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan."

Wang Ye nodded.

He had no intention of interfering with the decisions of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan.

"I knew that Emperor Jue had perished long ago." The family leader, Jue Ming, stared at Wang Ye with a serious expression. "But I did not expect that he would entrust his inheritance to a human."

"It must be fate." Wang Ye said with a smile.

The family leader, Jue Ming, responded, "Even the legendary Sword Spirit recognizes this, it must be the true intention of the Tribe Leader."

"Perhaps it’s because my philosophy aligns with that of Emperor Jue," Wang Ye said. "We are all born for the saber, and would spare no effort to stand atop the Primitive Cosmic Sea, coincidentally making the Myriad Law Primitive Clan our enemy."

Family Leader Jue Ming said with surprise, "Wang Ye, what feud do you have with the Myriad Law Primitive Clan?"

"No personal grudges," Wang Ye replied. "However, the current situation in the East Primitive Territory is in chaos. The four major forces are fighting for the Dongxi Divine Pearl, and are at each other’s throats. A battle between humans and the Fadu Divine Race is inevitable."

A flash of killing intent passed through Family Leader Jue Ming’s eyes, "If needed, we can help."

"Really?" Wang Ye asked with surprise.

Family Leader Jue Ming nodded: "We have chosen not to return to the Primitive Cosmic Sea for now to avoid a direct conflict with the Fadu Divine Race and also because cultivating in the Endless Chaos yields better results."

"However, if we can inflict a heavy blow to the Fadu Divine Race and avenge our past humiliation, I believe our clan members would be more than willing."

"Good." Wang Ye revealed a smile.

The Fadu Divine Race would probably be quite happy to hear this.

He found them a worthy opponent to match their strength.

"But..." Family Leader Jue Ming hesitated.

"Please speak your mind," Wang Ye said.

"It’s like this," Family Leader Jue Ming replied, "I know it’s not easy to bring up, but if possible... could you give Emperor Jue’s Blade Seed to a strong member of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan?"

Not easy to bring up and yet you still mention it?

Thought Wang Ye.

He knew there would be such a request.

Which is why he had taken back the legendary Sword Spirit early on.

Otherwise, given its nature, eager to serve past and present masters, it would likely offer up its entire fortune to the descendants of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan.

"About that—" Wang Ye showed a look of difficulty: "I can unconditionally give the inheritance of Absolute Blade Primitive Clan, including the complete Absolute Saber Five Styles, to you, Family Leader, but I’ve already bonded with the Absolute Saber Imperial Mausoleum, so this Emperor Jue’s Blade Seed..."

"I understand," said Family Leader Jue Ming, furrowing his brows: "According to our clan’s rules, whoever is recognized by the Tribe Leader and bonds with the Absolute Saber Imperial Mausoleum shall inherit the position of Tribe Leader and unite the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan."

What!?

Wang Ye was inwardly shocked.

Emperor Jue had never mentioned this!

Neither had the legendary Sword Spirit!

Those two damned things!

"I know, Emperor Jue also spoke to me of it," Wang Ye sighed lightly: "But I declined."

"Ah?" Family Leader Jue Ming was stunned and didn’t know what to say: "Why?"

"The responsibility is too great, I can’t bear it," Wang Ye said with a wry smile: "It’s better for the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan to be led by its own people. Although I have inherited from Emperor Jue and bonded with the Absolute Saber Imperial Mausoleum, and even though I can’t coexist with the Myriad Law Primitive Clan but..."

"It’s still somewhat inappropriate."

Family Leader Jue Ming probed, "What about Emperor Jue’s Blade Seed?"

Wang Ye pondered, "If I were to inherit the position of Tribe Leader, I would naturally give Emperor Jue’s Blade Seed unconditionally to the members of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan, and the Absolute Saber Imperial Mausoleum would also return to the clan for cultivation, but..."

"Right now, it’s still somewhat inappropriate."

"I understand, I understand," Family Leader Jue Ming scratched his head.

Wang Ye had a point.

He hasn’t claimed the position of Tribe Leader, so he naturally has no obligation to help the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan.

But Emperor Jue’s Blade Seed is vitally important to the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan.

Once they have an endless supply of Emperor Jue’s Blade Seed, the combat prowess and potential of their clan members would increase significantly!

Many of the clan members, who are currently at the peak of Chaos Divine, might be able to ascend to Cosmic Sea True Divine!

Including the Absolute Saber Five Styles and the unique cultivation environment of the Absolute Saber Imperial Mausoleum, along with the Endless Chaos, it would be the perfect combination!

But it’s not possible to force Wang Ye to agree, right?

That would be highly inappropriate.

"Ah," Family Leader Jue Ming shook his head ruefully.

It was a conundrum.

"If only we were our own people, it would be easy..." Wang Ye said casually.

Our own people?

Family Leader Jue Ming paused, then his pupils lit up.

Right!

Why hadn’t he thought of that!

Although Wang Ye couldn’t become the Tribe Leader, he could enter into a marriage alliance!

As long as he, no, wrong, as long as he marries a clan member with the Absolute Emperor Bloodline, wouldn’t he become one of their own?

"That’s possible, this is possible!" exclaimed Family Leader Jue Ming excitedly as he grasped Wang Ye’s hand: "If I may ask boldly, Wang Ye, are you betrothed to anyone?"

"Ah?" Wang Ye said in astonishment: "I’m still young."

"That’s alright," Family Leader Jue Ming replied eagerly: "Would you, Wang Ye, be willing to marry the most talented member of the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan, becoming the future Tribe Leader’s husband, and advance or retreat together with the Absolute Blade Primitive Clan?"

"Uh..." Wang Ye blinked.

"That wouldn’t be appropriate, would it?"