Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

"I understand, Lord Valerius."

Thinking of this, a resolute look suddenly flashed across Aldek's face.

"I will definitely restrain my temper from now on and never disgrace the name of the Nasir family!"

To everyone's surprise, Valerius shook his head upon hearing this, and then chuckled softly.

"Hehehe... Aldec, that's not what I meant."

The next second, his tone abruptly changed, becoming somewhat seductive as he said:

"I do have a way that might allow you to quickly improve your strength, or even your bloodline."

Upon hearing this, Aldek's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Enhance...bloodline?"

He couldn't help but look up at Valerius in front of him, his face full of astonishment.

At this moment, the other person's face was also pale, making them appear even more eerie in the dimly lit hall.

Although this handsome face did not show much of a smile, he inexplicably felt that the person in front of him was completely trustworthy.

Immediately afterwards, a strange energy from the depths of his heart compelled him to open his mouth and involuntarily ask the question:

"Lord Valerius...please...please tell me what method you are referring to."

Of course, this might also be something that Aldek was curious about all along.

After all, in the eyes of vampires, bloodline is something that transcends everything and is also a symbol of their own talent.

At least before wizards studied blood energy, this was always the case in terms of the extent to which blood energy was developed.

The reason why Osiris divided the vampires into thirteen holy blood families is because only the bloodlines of these thirteen families possess the unique blood energy talent.

Only they can unleash power comparable to that of a formal wizard simply by relying on blood energy.

As for those "commoners" who were abandoned on the surface of the Blood Domain.

If it weren't for the later research by wizards on blood energy, and their experimental approach that allowed these "commoner" vampires to enter the wizarding system and develop blood energy using magic, then they would have been completely different.

Their innate talent alone is far from enough to rival that of a formal wizard.

That is precisely why methods that can enhance one's bloodline are so precious.

For example, Osiris's "drinking the blood of his own kind" is such a one-in-a-million method.

But it was precisely because of this that the Rajis family was completely destroyed.

(Chapter 668 mentions Osiris's talent and the vampires' fourth plan.)

"..."

Meanwhile, seeing Aldec's reaction, Valerius gave a contemptuous smile:

"During my centuries in Maranseur, I discovered something very interesting."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his left hand and took off the gold-ringed glove, revealing an equally pale palm.

"So what we vampires call 'bloodline' is actually what wizards call 'symbolic blood.'"

Having said that, Valerius placed the gold-ringed glove on the table and then began to carefully examine his own palm, as if searching for something.

On the other side, Aldek was immediately surprised upon hearing this:

"The symbolic blood? It's actually this!"

Although the reclusive vampires have also entered the wizarding system, they mostly acquire this knowledge by stealing it from undocumented immigrants or by plundering the memories of ordinary people on the surface.

This is why their initial wizarding system was incomplete, and they never truly touched upon important knowledge systems such as "symbolic blood" and "biological modification".

So much so that even a vampire of Aldek's stature only learned this knowledge after disguising himself as "Barossa" and entering Maransel.

As soon as he finished speaking, Valerius across from him suddenly extended his long index finger, put it to his lips, and gestured for silence.

"Shh..."

A few seconds later, seeing Aldek purse his lips, he removed his index finger and said calmly:

"I haven't revealed this secret yet, not even to Lord Komorod."

He didn't want to keep the discovery to himself; he was just afraid that if the vampires found out, it would cause a huge uproar within the clan and affect the progress of the four major plans.

After all, according to the wizard's theory of "bloodline transplantation", as long as those "commoners" have their symbolic blood transplanted, they are very likely to transform into "nobles".

Thus, if the news were to leak out, it would inevitably trigger a conflict between the "noble bloodline" and the "commoner bloodline" within the secluded vampire clan, and even a civil war.

But what's even more terrifying is that their bloodline class, which has lasted for countless years, will completely collapse at this moment.

Whether the "commoner blood" among the reclusive vampires will still submit to the thirteen holy blood families, or even Osiris, at that time remains to be seen.

Similarly, Aldek, who comes from one of the thirteen holy blood families, obviously realized this immediately as well.

He paused for a moment, then whispered:

"So... the curse Lord Osiris placed on us to conceal our bloodline... was to hide our symbolic blood?"

"That's right, but unfortunately, those wizards have also discovered some of the symbolic blood of our vampire clan."

Valerius nodded, his tone somewhat somber.

"If I hadn't interfered, they might have actually developed a complete blood witch system."

After saying that, he steered the conversation to the main topic.

"Well, I think you've probably guessed... what method I'm talking about, right?"

Upon hearing this, Aldek hesitated for a moment, then whispered:

"You mean... you want to transplant my bloodline?"

"That's right."

Valerius nodded.

"I will transplant a drop of my symbolic blood into you. If successful, your development of blood energy will surely advance by leaps and bounds, and you may even... reach my level in the future."

Then he looked at Aldek across from him.

"So, are you willing, Aldek Nasir?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Aldek bowed and replied almost without hesitation:

"Thank you for your guidance, Lord Valerius!"

His body trembled uncontrollably with excitement, and even his originally pale cheeks were tinged with a barely perceptible flush.

Having learned about "bloodline transplantation," he naturally knew what it meant.

Even a single drop would be enough to change his status within the vampire clan.

Meanwhile, Valerius looked at Aldek's barely concealed excitement and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

"very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his right hand.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and a drop of blood, glistening and translucent with a scarlet halo, slowly seeped from his fingertip.

This drop of blood, though seemingly insignificant, exuded an extremely terrifying pressure, causing Aldek, who was standing nearby, to catch his breath.

This is the symbolic blood of Valerius, and also his "bloodline".