Are you kidding me?! The boss of the Hell Dungeon is a loli!

The three continued along the path of bones.

The vampire guards behind him transformed back into bats and flew back to the top of the blood-red stone pillar.

Until they are completely out of the guard's sight.

Jiang Luo then slightly suppressed the vampire aura belonging to Dracula on his body.

The crow couldn't help but look at her and asked in a low voice, "Lord Jiang, when did you become a vampire? That drop of blood was even recognized by the Holy Domain's genealogy. Could Dracula really be your elder?"

Jiang Luo turned and glanced at her.

"Dracula is certainly not Lolo's elder."

"Then your vampire origins..."

"After Lolo ate him, the essence became Lolo's. What's wrong with using his identity for a bit? Anyway, that old Deng is already dead, keeping his bloodline is a waste."

The crow paused in its tracks.

She glanced back at the vampire guards in the distance.

I suddenly felt like reminding them.

What was just put in wasn't a descendant of Dracula at all.

Instead, he killed Dracula, devoured his essence, and is now preparing to enter the Vampire Sanctuary to capture the source of the pollution and the true culprit who will collect the debt.

However, the thought only crossed my mind for a moment.

It was promptly extinguished by the crow.

The consequences of betraying Jiang Luo.

It's definitely more terrifying than offending the entire vampire clan.

The road ends at the bones.

The thick blood mist slowly spread to both sides.

A vast, dark red city, stretching to the horizon, gradually appeared before the three of them.

The towering spire pierced the blood-red clouds.

Countless black bats hovered above the city.

The streets were lit by lights made of blood.

The elegantly dressed vampires rode in a black carriage, slowly making their way through the crimson moonlight.

The city looked bustling yet peaceful.

There are no signs of contamination.

But Jiang Luo had just stepped through the city gate.

The button eyes of the rag bear in his arms began to roll wildly.

The contaminated fission entity sealed within struggled frantically.

A wisp of black aura, perceptible only to Jiang Luo, emanated from the depths of the Blood Clan's Sacred Domain.

It was many times more polluted than the horror hotel.

and.

That aura was slowly moving.

Jiang Luo stopped in her tracks.

His large, ruby-like eyes gazed at the tallest, blood-red spire in the center of the Sanctuary.

The top of the spire.

A huge, pitch-black coffin floated below the blood moon.

The coffin was surrounded by pureblood vampires dressed in formal attire.

Countless streams of dark red blood flowed along the city streets toward the spire.

It was as if the entire Holy Land was channeling power to some being.

Lin Xiao's pale eyes narrowed slightly.

"The polluted aura is right beneath that spire, and the vampires are performing some kind of ritual."

The crow looked at both sides of the street.

They soon discovered that all the vampires wore the same excited expression.

A young vampire passing by them was talking to his companion.

"The progenitor is about to awaken from his century-long slumber, and all thirteen branches have returned to the Holy Domain. Once the progenitor regains control of the Blood Sea, our Blood Clan will no longer have to tolerate the Senate and those lowly lords."

Another vampire replied with a smile, "I heard that after the progenitor awakens, he will personally select new blood descendants. At tonight's Blood Moon Banquet, any pureblood will have the opportunity to receive blood from the progenitor."

The two voices gradually faded into the distance.

The lollipop in Jiang Luo's mouth stopped spinning.

The progenitor of the vampires is about to awaken.

The main source of pollution happens to be hidden deep within the Blood Clan's sacred domain.

This so-called blood-giving banquet.

It doesn't look like anything good at all.

Jiang Luo narrowed her large, ruby-like eyes.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

"It seems Lolo arrived just in time."

"We can catch fish tonight."

"You can also attend the banquet while you're at it."

……

The Blood Clan Sanctuary was much more lively than Jiang Luo had imagined.

The streets were lined with buildings with pointed roofs, their windows glowing with dark red candlelight. Vampires in formal attire moved about, most followed by several bowing vampire slaves.

Jiang Luo walked in the crowd without standing out.

After all, vampires live a long time, and many of them have strange appearances.

While white hair and red eyes are rare, they're not enough to make everyone stop and stare.

What truly draws attention is the aura of her bloodline.

That aura was very pure.

He is even stronger than an ordinary earl.

Wherever Jiang Luo walked, many low-ranking vampires would avoid him, and a few would even bow slightly.

Jiang Luo was a little unaccustomed to it at first.

After walking for a while, her small chin slowly lifted up.

(￣▽￣)／

These vampires are actually quite polite.

They're much more pleasing to the eye than those old fogies in the Senate who owe money and refuse to pay.

The raven followed behind her, whispering a reminder: "The Bloodline Temple is just ahead. All pure-blooded individuals entering the Holy Domain for the first time must register. Since you used Dracula's bloodline to sneak in, they might check you more thoroughly once you're inside."

Jiang Luo, chewing on a lollipop, asked vaguely, "Can you find out?"

"Normally, it can't be detected. Dracula's essence is indeed within you. But you didn't inherit it; you directly consumed it. There's a difference between the two."

"Then don't let them investigate thoroughly."

Jiang Luo spoke with absolute certainty.

The crow's lips twitched.

How can she just say she won't investigate something?

But thinking about it carefully...

It seems that's true.

If Jiang Luo is really angered, it's hard to say whether the Bloodline Temple can be saved.

The three arrived at the temple entrance.

The entire temple was built of dark red crystal, and thirteen vampire statues stood in front of the entrance, each representing a pureblood branch.

One of the statues has a noticeable crack in its chest.

The crimson flames at the base of the statue were also dark.

The raven glanced at them and lowered its voice: "That's the ninth branch to which Dracula belonged. After Dracula died, their branch lost a count, and they're almost at the bottom of the thirteen branches now."

Jiang Luo looked at the statue.

"No wonder he went to the North District to become a lord; it turns out he couldn't make it in his hometown."

The crow didn't dare to reply.

Two vampires dressed in red robes stood at the entrance of the temple.

One of them noticed Jiang Luo, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment before he spoke: "A newly returned pureblood?"

"Um."

"Branch".

"Dracula".

The vampire paused.

He looked Jiang Luo over again, his tone clearly more doubtful: "Count Dracula has never registered any direct descendants."

Jiang Luo licked the candy in her mouth.

"Is it wrong that he had the baby secretly?"

The crows beside him lowered their heads.

His shoulder twitched slightly.

She was trying not to laugh.

The red-robed vampire was silent for two seconds before finally stepping aside to make way.

"Go in; the Bloodline Stone will verify your identity."

Jiang Luo stepped into the temple.

The interior of the temple was very spacious.

Floating in the very center is a dark red crystal several meters in diameter, and beneath the crystal is a slowly rotating pool of blood.

The pool water was covered with countless names.

Each name is followed by a thin, blood-red line.

The thickest of the thirteen thin lines extend all the way to the top of the temple.

Jiang Luo had just stepped into the hall.

The name of Dracula in the pool of blood trembled slightly.

The faded text lit up again.

The vampire elder in charge of registration suddenly looked up.

It was an old man with gray hair, his skin clinging to his bones, like a mummified corpse draped in a tuxedo.

He stared at Jiang Luo for a long time before slowly saying, "Place your hand on the bloodline stone."

Jiang Luo walked up to the crystal.

He didn't reach out immediately.

"Will it hurt?"

The old man was stunned for a moment.

"Won't."

"Will they draw Lolo's blood?"

"Take only one drop."