Chapter 4: The Royal Bloodline

The voice from the system left Lu Qing frozen in place for a moment.

He could hardly believe it—had he really become a vampire?

And the evolution sequence seemed… more powerful than he could have ever imagined!

The evolution goal was to become a first-generation bloodline vampire or higher?

This meant there must be a significant number of bloodlines in this world!

Looking again at the “Family” section, which showed “None,” it indicated that the ancient and mysterious vampire families did indeed exist.

“Vampire Devour? Does this mean I can enhance myself by devouring the power of other vampires?”

“Talent Seclusion—seems like a skill to hide one’s true strength, like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, but it requires a strong foundation to work!”

“Awakened ability: Time·Zero. It can freeze time and space within a five-meter radius. This ability is a bit overpowered…”

Lu Qing stood there for a long while, overwhelmed.

A flood of information about vampires, their ranks, the secrets of first-generation bloodlines, bloodline inheritance, the thirteen clans, and various special abilities rushed into his mind like a tidal wave.

When he finally came back to his senses, he was startled to realize that Senior Su Lingwei was standing right in front of him, less than twenty centimeters away.

Her usually cold face carried a hint of confusion. The sudden anomaly in his body had caught her attention.

The brief surge of energy had vanished as quickly as it appeared, leaving no trace behind, as if nothing had happened.

Su Lingwei instinctively stuck out her tongue, licking her lips gently, her eyes fixed on Lu Qing.

Seeing this, Lu Qing couldn’t help but take a step back.

“Senior, are you… planning to eat me?”

Su Lingwei, however, kept closing in, an imposing pressure emanating from her. “The scent on you right now… it’s quite enticing.”

“Quite enticing” was a strange way to put it.

But for some reason, there was a peculiar force that made Su Lingwei, a vampire, feel an intense hunger for Lu Qing, who had just become the last of the bloodline.

Su Lingwei fought to look away, pointing to a pile of ashes in the corner of the room, and said, “You just devoured them—20 blood thralls.”

Lu Qing nodded, “As soon as my hand touched them, they were gone. I don’t know how.”

Su Lingwei emphasized, “I’m saying, those were 20 blood thralls! I’ve never seen someone devour so many at once. And usually, a vampire just drinks blood, but you… you devoured both their blood and the essence of their flesh. You… are special.”

Lu Qing didn’t respond. He had already come to terms with the absurdity of the situation—he had just gone out to deliver food and ended up being bitten by the vampire campus beauty and turning into a vampire.

But he wasn’t about to share any details about the system or his hidden, powerful abilities.

Su Lingwei stared at him for a long time with her blood-red eyes, before finally looking away.

“Forget it, you can go. Remember to fill up the pit. Uncle Luo will take you away shortly. He’ll explain everything to you,” she said, seeming suddenly uninterested. She turned and walked away.

Lu Qing had no choice but to pick up the shovel on the ground and begin filling in the pit that was originally meant for his burial.

After evolving into a Vampire Baron, his strength had increased several times over. It didn’t take much effort to refill the pit.

Afterward, Lu Qing went down to the first floor of the villa and, by chance, looked up. He saw Su Lingwei standing in the shadows on the second floor, holding an exquisite goblet filled with crimson liquid.

He gently sniffed the air and caught the sweet, metallic scent. Without a doubt, the cup contained human blood.

From this angle, Su Lingwei looked like a demon hiding in the shadows, radiating both charm and coldness.

She didn’t look at him, but instead stared out at the sunlight, seemingly lost in thought.

Lu Qing didn’t interrupt. He quietly picked up the takeaway he had brought the night before and left the villa where the vampire campus beauty lived.

Sure enough, at the gate of the yard, he met a middle-aged man holding a black umbrella.

This man had previously been the campus beauty’s driver, escorting her to school.

“Hello, I’m the young lady’s butler. You can call me Uncle Luo,” the middle-aged man said, dressed in a well-tailored black suit, exuding age but still maintaining elegance.

Lu Qing nodded and unconsciously walked under the black umbrella.

Perhaps because he had turned into a vampire, he now found the sunlight uncomfortable, though it didn’t burn him.

“Since you’ve become a member of the bloodline, let’s keep it brief,” Uncle Luo said with a smile as he led the way, embodying the perfect image of a butler.

Through Uncle Luo’s explanation, Lu Qing gradually understood the situation.

Su Lingwei was a Vampire Count from one of the thirteen clans, the Brujah Clan, and she possessed a pure bloodline.

However, her mother wasn’t a pure-blooded vampire, so despite being a direct descendant of the clan, Su Lingwei didn’t carry any royal blood.

This was also why she had secretly run away.

Furthermore, Su Lingwei didn’t enjoy hunting human blood, making her the weakest Vampire Count.

Last night, Su Lingwei had entered her monthly blood-thirst phase. Without blood, she would go into a berserk state, making it her weakest time.

Unfortunately, she was attacked by blood thralls sent by another Vampire Count from the Lesembach Clan, who were enemies of the Brujah Clan.

After Su Lingwei was attacked, she became weakened, prompting her to call for a delivery…

“Last night, I was diverted by another bloodline viscount, which led to the young lady being in danger. And you… you are the only one who’s been embraced by her in nearly a century. So, welcome to our group,” Uncle Luo concluded elegantly.

Lu Qing silently processed all this information.

Uncle Luo had said “join us,” not “join the family,” which meant he now belonged to this small group, not the Brujah Clan that Su Lingwei originally belonged to.

Over the long years, vampires existed both in the East and the West.

The current situation was that the vampire strength in the East was relatively weak.

Lu Qing understood everything else but asked one question: “Is the royal bloodline something you’re born with?”

“Most of the time, yes. The bloodline is the source of a vampire’s strength.

But after so many years, true pure-blood royal bloodlines are almost nonexistent.

Now, the most powerful vampires only awaken part of the royal bloodline.

When such vampires appear, they attract the attention of all the clans.”

“Oh, I see,” Lu Qing lowered his head, no longer speaking.

He lowered his head not wanting the other to see the fleeting silver gleam in his eyes.

Because he knew, silver was the mark of a pure royal bloodline!