As a dignified max-level Celestial Master, who am I supposed to explain this to?

Han Xuan. Longhu Mountain. Senior Brother.

They had never heard of this name.

However, the name "Longhu Mountain" is also very well-known in the Western dark world.

That was the most powerful exorcism sect in the East, which had existed for nearly two thousand years.

It has suppressed countless demons and monsters.

And this young man before them was the senior disciple of that sect…

They knew they had messed with the wrong people.

"We...we didn't know this was Longhu Mountain's territory."

The male vampire spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse, "We are members of the European Vampire Council, sent to the East to find a lost relic."

"The people we killed all deserved it: rapists, murderers, child traffickers. We did not harm the innocent."

"Did they deserve it?"

Han Xuan's gaze turned cold. "Who gave you this power? Do you have law enforcement authority? Do you have the right to judge? Who are you? Vampires! You yourselves are nothing but monsters, what right do you have to judge others?"

His voice grew louder and louder, and the lightning in his palm grew brighter and brighter.

"In Middle-earth, the price of killing is not something you can bear."

The three vampires trembled even more violently.

They knew that with the strength this Eastern cultivator had displayed, killing them would be as easy as crushing three ants.

"We...we are willing to compensate."

The male vampire said, "We have a lot of money. We can give it to the Xia family..."

"Money?" Han Xuan interrupted him. "You killed seven people, seven lives. Can money buy them back?"

He crouched down to look the male vampire in the eye.

"I'm asking you, where are the bodies of those seven people?"

The male vampire hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the church's basement.

"In the freezer in the basement. We haven't...eaten yet. We plan to send them back to their respective homes after the ceremony, making it look like natural deaths."

Han Xuan remained silent for a moment.

I didn't eat.

They plan to send it back.

This shows that these three vampires at least have some moral compass.

Not those mindless, bloodthirsty monsters.

But that doesn't change the fact that they killed seven people.

"What kind of ritual is yours?" Han Xuan asked.

"Blood Moon Ritual"

The male vampire made no secret of it: "On the night of the Blood Moon, which occurs once every hundred years, vampires can establish a connection with their progenitor through an ancient ritual and gain power."

"Tonight is the night of the Blood Moon. This church is built on an ancient spiritual vein, making it one of the most suitable locations for ceremonies."

Han Xuan stood up and looked around the church.

He could indeed sense a faint spiritual vein underground, though it was less than one-tenth the size of the one in Longhu Mountain.

But for vampires, it's certainly enough.

"Do your rituals require human sacrifices?"

"unnecessary."

The male vampire quickly shook his head. "All I need is moonlight and blood. Our blood. The blood from within ourselves."

Han Xuan stared at him for three seconds to confirm that he wasn't lying.

Then he did something that surprised the three vampires.

He withdrew the Golden Light Mantra.

The golden light and the purple arc of electricity vanished simultaneously, and the church was plunged back into darkness.

The three vampires breathed a sigh of relief, collapsed to the ground, and gasped for breath.

Even though they don't need to breathe.

"I'll give you two choices." Han Xuan held up two fingers.

The three vampires all looked up at him.

"First, hand over the seven bodies, and I will contact the police to close the case as natural deaths. Then you can all go back to Europe and never set foot in China again."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the male vampire's eyes: "And the second one?"

Han Xuan didn't lower his fingers, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile that made the three vampires' hearts stop.

"Secondly, I will now beat you to a pulp and scatter your ashes at the church entrance, so that every vampire who passes by will know that Middle-earth is not a place for you."

The three vampires exchanged a glance.

They understood the answer in each other's eyes.

"We choose number one."

Without the slightest hesitation, the male vampire said, "We choose number one."

Han Xuan nodded, his expression remaining calm, but a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Alright. Hand over the body first."

The three vampires struggled to their feet and staggered toward the church's basement.

Han Xuan followed behind, his hands tucked into his sleeves, his steps leisurely as if he were strolling through a market.

Sure enough, there were seven corpses in the basement, neatly stacked in a freezer.

Each body was dressed in the clothes it was worn when it was alive, with a peaceful expression and no signs of struggle.

They are controlled by vampires in their sleep, and then their blood is drained without their awareness.

Han Xuan checked everything to make sure nothing was missed, then turned to look at the three vampires.

"Now, get out."

The male vampire gritted his teeth, took something out of his pocket, and handed it to Han Xuan.

"This is a diplomatic token of our Vampire Council. If you ever need our help in the future, the European vampires will provide full assistance upon presentation of this token."

Han Xuan took the item; it was a black badge with an inverted cross and a bat engraved on it.

The material resembles some kind of metal, but it feels warm and smooth like jade.

He weighed the badge in his hand, then put it in his pocket.

"Go. Remember my words, never come back."

The three vampires, as if granted a pardon, scrambled out of the church.

They didn't even dare to escape at supernatural speed.

Instead, he stumbled out the door like an ordinary person and disappeared into the night.

Han Xuan stood at the church entrance, watching their departing figures, and shook his head.

"Vampires... are nothing special."

He turned and walked back to the church, looked at the seven corpses in the basement, and sighed.

Seven lives.

Although they weren't directly killed by vampires, they ultimately died because of them.

He took out his phone and sent a message to his master:

"The evil spirit has been dealt with. There are seven bodies, and their families need to be notified."

A few seconds later, the master replied:

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements. You can go back to the Xia family now; Zhiwei is waiting for you for dinner."

Han Xuan looked at the words "Waiting for you to have dinner" and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

He put his phone back in his pocket, walked out of the church, and headed towards the Xia family's house.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back at the abandoned church.

Moonlight spilled onto the crooked cross, and the mottled wall looked like an old face in the moonlight.

The church was empty, with only the sound of the wind blowing through the pews.

Han Xuan felt that something was wrong.

He closed his eyes and once again spread his divine sense throughout the entire church.

The freezer in the basement.

The body. No problem.

The church floor.

The spiritual vein. No problem.

The walls of the church.

Stained glass. No problem.

The church's...

Han Xuan's consciousness stopped on the cross on the church spire.

That crooked cross was not an ordinary iron object.

Its material is very special.

It was neither iron nor copper, but a metal that Han Xuan had never seen before.

Moreover, the inside of the cross is hollow, so what is inside?

Han Xuan opened his eyes, touched the ground with his toes, and rose up, landing steadily on the church spire.

The cross leaned precariously in the moonlight.

Han Xuan reached out and grasped the cross, then twisted it forcefully!

The cross broke instantly.

Something rolled out from the broken edge.

It's a small bottle.

It was made of glass, only the size of a finger, and filled with a dark red liquid.

The bottle opening was sealed with wax, and a stamp was placed on the wax.

It's a bat design, exactly the same as the one on that badge.

Han Xuan held the bottle up to the moonlight and examined it carefully.

The dark red liquid glowed faintly in the moonlight, flowing slowly as if it were alive.

"This is……"

Han Xuan's pupils contracted slightly.

In his memories of his past life, there was something that looked very similar to this.

Blood of the progenitor of the vampires.

Legend has it that the blood of Cain, the progenitor of vampires, possesses incredible power.

It can create new vampires, enhance the power of vampires, and even allow vampires to walk in the sunlight.

This thing is the most precious sacred object of the vampires.

If it appeared in Middle-earth, it would definitely not be something that three ordinary vampires could possess.

"They lied to me."

Han Xuan's voice turned cold.

They said they were looking for a sacred object, but they didn't say they had found it.

They say the ritual requires moonlight and their own blood, but they don't say that what the Blood Moon ritual truly needs is this vial of ancestral blood.

They did not come to Middle-earth in search of sacred objects.

They have been found.

And it is being prepared for a ceremony.

Han Xuan gripped the bottle tightly and turned to look in the direction the three vampires had fled.

His divine sense expanded to its fullest extent, covering an area of ​​ten miles.

The three vampires' auras were moving rapidly; they had already traveled seven or eight miles.

They clearly assumed Han Xuan wouldn't catch up, so they didn't bother to conceal their presence.

"Trying to run away?"

Han Xuan took a deep breath and activated the Golden Light Mantra at full power.

Golden light burst forth from his body, illuminating the entire church spire as if it were daytime.

He tapped the remains of the cross with his right foot, and his entire body transformed into a golden lightning bolt, chasing after the three vampires.

Three seconds later, he landed in front of the three vampires.

……