My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

"Who is your ancestor?!"

Yin Xue suddenly sprang up from Lin Mo's shoulder, her little wings bristling and standing straight.

"I have absolutely no connection with your vampire clan! Don't try to get close to me!"

Dracula shrank back at the shout, his pale face full of grievance.

He cautiously floated back half a step, then stopped as if unwilling to give up, scratched the back of his head, and muttered weakly.

"That's not right... My father said it himself. The Blood Demon King is our vampire clan's ancestor. He said that you used blood magic to sweep across half the continent back then, and the entire vampire clan was proud of you. They even reserved a place for you in the family tree..."

"Shut up!"

Yin Xue's voice became a few decibels as he slapped Dracula on the forehead.

The force wasn't great, but it made the vampire representative shrink by half.

"Your dad, that idiot, loves to claim ancestors! Decades ago, he came to me, knelt down, and called me Great-Grandma. I told him then that I'm not a vampire! And now you're doing it again? Is this habit of claiming ancestors hereditary in your family?!"

Dracula was so shocked by the slap that he saw stars, covered his forehead, and retreated sheepishly, muttering to himself.

"But my dad says you're just being stubborn and won't admit it..."

"roll!"

Dracula slunk back into the corner, his blood-red eyes filled with grievance, but he dared not utter another word.

The meeting room fell silent for a moment.

Lin Mo turned his head and looked at Yin Xue, who was still sitting on his shoulder with a huff.

Her wings were still fluttering slightly, and her little face was flushed red. She was clearly angry, not just being her usual arrogant and temperamental self.

"You're really not a vampire?"

Lin Mo asked, his tone tinged with curiosity.

To be honest, he and Yin Xue have spent so much time together.

Her fighting style, the characteristics of her blood magic, and even her usual appearance are very similar to those of vampires.

It's not surprising at all that Dracula would admit his mistakes.

Yin Xue rolled her eyes at Lin Mo, crossed her arms, and said irritably, "Of course not. Can any vampire be as outstanding as me? Their blood magic isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes."

That's an incredibly arrogant statement.

But Lin Mo still looked at Yin Xue with suspicion.

After a while, Yin Xue couldn't stand his gaze any longer and finally sighed, her tone softening slightly.

"I am indeed not a vampire. When they saw that I was a demon king who used blood magic, they rushed over to claim me as their ancestor. I didn't have the mind to argue with them at the time, but these guys went back and directly added me to their family tree, and even made up the title of 'Ancient Ancestor of the Vampire Clan' for me. I don't know them at all."

She shrugged, looking helpless: "That's it."

Lin Mo remained silent for a while before finally asking the question he had never asked before.

"So what race are you?"

Yin Xue was slightly taken aback.

She lowered her head, her little fingers unconsciously twisting a strand of her red hair. After a long silence, she spoke softly, her voice much lower than usual.

"I don't know either."

She raised her head, her gaze passing over the high window of the conference room, looking towards the distant horizon, a rare hint of bewilderment appearing in her eyes.

"I only remember that my hometown had a very, very big moon, much bigger than the moon here. One day, I accidentally entered a teleportation array and was sent to this continent."

She paused, then tugged at the corners of her mouth, a smile tinged with self-deprecation.

"You know what happened next. I became the Demon King, was sealed away, torn to pieces, and then you picked me up. As for what my race is called and where my hometown is, I have searched for hundreds of years but have never found any clues."

Her voice was very soft, as if she were talking about something she no longer cared about, but the loneliness in her tone was undeniable.

The conference room suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Yin Xue sniffed, about to resume his usual carefree demeanor, when he turned his head and suddenly realized that everyone in the conference room, including the Elf King Aize, the Dwarf King Tiexin, and even the vampire Dracula huddled in the corner, were all listening intently.

"What are you doing?!"

Yin Xue suddenly shrank behind Lin Mo's neck, staring at the group of people with a wary expression.

Aize smiled and looked away, cleared his throat, and said casually.

"I'm just a little curious. After all, the race of the Blood Demon King has never been confirmed on the continent, and there is no record of it in the ancient records of various races."

"That's right, that's right."

Tie Xin grinned and slapped his thigh with his palm as big as a fan.

"People on the mainland have always assumed you're a succubus, hahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling, bone-chilling killing intent suddenly spread out, instantly filling the entire conference room.

Tie Xin's smile froze, and she felt a chill run down her spine.

Yin Xue slowly peeked out from Lin Mo's shoulder, his scarlet eyes fixed on Tie Xin.

"What did you just say? Who is the succubus?"

Ironheart, being the Dwarf King after all, forced a shrug and pretended to be completely unconcerned.

After being scolded by Yin Xue for most of the day, I finally managed to win back some ground, and it would be a lie to say that I wasn't happy.

The two continued arguing, when Zhou Yue, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

"Lin Mo, I've noticed some good stuff here that will be very useful to you."

Lin Mo was taken aback: "A good thing? Could it be a Twilight Stone?"

Zhou Yue shook his head: "It's better than the Twilight Stone."

Lin Mo was startled upon hearing this.

He didn't press further, but instead clapped his hands. The sound wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the entire conference room.

"Everyone, disperse. Those who need to go back and prepare their things should go back and prepare. Saint Zefa has run away, and the Vatican's counterattack won't be long. Take care of yourselves."

Representatives of all ethnic groups are granted a general amnesty.

"Your Majesty Lin Mo, I shall take my leave now."

The goblin was the first to slip out the door.

Orcs and Stoneskin followed closely behind.

Before leaving, the vampire Dracula gave Yin Xue a resentful look, but Yin Xue glared at him so hard that he shrank back.

Aize and Tiexin walked at the back, while the Elf King nodded slightly to Lin Mo as a farewell.

Tie Xin rubbed the back of his neck as he walked, muttering things like, "Can't I even make a joke?"

In no time, Lin Mo was the only one left in the huge conference room.

He raised his hand and summoned several ghosts to guard the door, ensuring that no one would disturb him.

At the same time, Zhou Yue's soul also emerged from the black sword.

"Speak, Senior Zhou Yue."

Lin Mo placed the black sword across his lap, his tone calm.

Zhou Yue remained silent for a while before speaking.

"The thing I sensed is deep beneath Holy Land Village. Follow my directions, and I'll explain further along the way."

Lin Mo nodded, got up, and pushed open the conference room door.

Only then did Yin Xue belatedly peek out from Lin Mo's shoulder.

"Wait... what good stuff is it, even better than Twilight Stone? How come I didn't know that?"

Mianmian, perched on Lin Mo's head, tilted its fluffy head, its dark eyes filled with confusion.

"It is a crystallization of divine essence."

Zhou Yue's voice echoed between the stone steps.

Yin Xue frowned, her delicate eyebrows furrowing into a knot.

"What is that? I've never heard of it before?"

She believed she knew all the treasures on this continent inside and out, and when she was the Demon King, she had thoroughly searched the treasure troves of all the races.

But she had never even heard of this so-called Divine Essence Crystal.

It's normal that you haven't heard of it.

Zhou Yue's tone carried a hint of emotion.

"That's something only the Church of the Holy Tower Kingdom possesses. It's said to contain the residual power of the gods, and usually only those who have made significant contributions to the church are qualified to obtain it. Moreover, it's only bestowed upon the natives of the continent, and even heroes are not qualified. The Holy See never mentions its existence to outsiders."

He paused, as if recalling the past.

"Back then, I did kill a few corrupt papal bishops and seized some pieces from them."

Lin Mo didn't stop walking and asked directly.

"What are the effects?"

Zhou Yue fell silent.

Only Lin Mo's footsteps echoed between the stone steps.

Just as Yin Xue was about to urge him on, Zhou Yue's voice finally rang out again.

"Provide experience points directly."