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

Jiang Luo immediately became alert.

Her blood is worth a lot of money now.

Not a single drop can be given away casually.

"Registration costs money?"

The vein on the old man's forehead throbbed.

"These are the rules of the Blood Clan Sanctuary."

"Will it be returned to Luo Luo after registration?"

"..."

The old man had lived for hundreds of years.

This is the first time I've encountered a pureblood who values ​​a single drop of blood so much.

"Your blood will be incorporated into the Bloodline Stone to record your identity."

"That means you won't pay it back."

Jiang Luo's face fell.

The crow quickly leaned closer and whispered, "Lord Jiang, it's just a drop of blood. Once we've registered, we can attend the Blood Moon Banquet and even enter the inner city."

Jiang Luo thought for a moment.

There should be plenty of delicious food at the Blood Moon Feast.

The inner city may also harbor sources of pollution.

Trading a drop of blood for a pass is barely a bad deal.

She then placed her small hand on the crystal.

A ripple appeared on the surface of the crystal.

A very thin, blood-red thorn emerged and gently pierced Jiang Luo's fingertip.

A drop of dark red blood fell into the bloodstone.

boom!

The entire temple suddenly shook.

The thirteen main veins in the blood pool lit up simultaneously.

The name belonging to Dracula burst forth with a blinding blood-red light.

The previously severed blood vessels re-coagulated and climbed upwards at an extremely rapid speed.

baron.

Viscount.

count.

Even after the bloodline broke through the Earl level, it still didn't stop.

The temple elder's expression changed.

He suddenly stood up and stared intently at the Bloodline Stone.

"Duke-level bloodline?"

Jiang Luo himself was also taken aback.

She simply ate Dracula.

How come you also upgraded the other person's bloodline in the process?

But she quickly figured it out.

After Dracula's essence entered her body, it was re-tempered by the essence of calamity.

The purity is certainly higher than the original.

That makes sense.

The crimson beam of light gradually receded.

A line of text appeared on the surface of the crystal.

[Source of Bloodline: Ninth Branch.]

[Bloodline Purity: Atavistic.]

Current rank: Unable to confirm.

[It is recommended that the branch elders re-examine this matter.]

Mechanical information appeared briefly.

Then it slowly disappeared.

The atmosphere in the temple quieted down.

The elder's gaze towards Jiang Luo had completely changed.

Atavistic bloodline.

Such a bloodline may only appear once every few centuries.

Moreover, Jiangluo's origins lie in the already declining ninth branch.

Her appearance is enough to change the current ranking of the thirteen branches.

"What's your name?"

"Jiang Luo".

"age."

Jiang Luo blinked.

"You shouldn't ask a girl's age carelessly."

The old man's face twitched.

He suppressed his temper and continued to ask, "Where did Count Dracula transform you? Who are your biological parents?"

"I forgot."

"When will the Embrace be completed?"

"I don't remember."

Why did Count Dracula never bring you back to the Sanctuary?

"He's stingy."

Jiang Luo's answers became increasingly casual.

The old man's face grew increasingly dark.

Finally, the crow couldn't bear to watch any longer and took the initiative to explain: "My master has been asleep for many years and has only recently awakened. His past memories are damaged, and he can no longer remember many things."

The old man looked at the crow.

"Blood slaves have no right to speak."

The crow immediately shut its beak.

Jiang Luo was unhappy.

She turned to look at the old man, her large, ruby-like eyes narrowing slightly.

"She's Lolo's blood slave. Lolo can make her speak. Do you have a problem with that?"

A faint aura of calamity emanated from Jiang Luo.

The Bloodstone trembled slightly.

A chill inexplicably rose in the old man's heart.

Although he couldn't determine Jiang Luo's true level, he could sense that this little girl was far more complex than she appeared.

The old man remained silent for a moment.

Ultimately, no further action was taken.

"Your identity is temporarily registered as a descendant of the Ninth Branch's ancestral lineage. Your official rank will require confirmation from the branch elders. Please wait in the side hall."

Jiang Luo removed the identity badge formed from the bloodline stone.

The badge is shaped like a bat with outstretched wings.

The number nine is engraved in the center.

She casually stuffed it into her pocket.

"How long will it take?"

"The people from the Ninth Branch will be here soon."

Jiang Luo was not very satisfied.

She came to investigate the source of pollution.

They're not here to claim kinship.

But the Blood Moon Banquet hasn't started yet, and the polluted aura is hidden deep within the inner city, so it's okay to wait a while.

The three of them arrived at the side hall.

The vampire waiter quickly brought over three glasses of bright red liquid.

Jiang Luo picked it up and smelled it.

Her little face immediately scrunched up.

"What is this?"

"Fresh blood."

The waiter bowed slightly.

Jiang Luo pushed the cup away in disgust.

"Don't you have strawberry juice?"

The waiter was stunned.

When did the Vampire Temple ever prepare strawberry juice?

The crow quickly said, "If you don't have any, that's fine. Our master has just woken up and can't get used to drinking ordinary blood yet."

The waiter left with a strange expression.

Not long after.

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the side hall.

The palace doors were pushed open.

A middle-aged man dressed in a dark red robe walked in, followed by six pure-blooded vampires.

The man's facial features bear some resemblance to Dracula's.

She just has a colder, more sinister aura.

He entered the room without saying a word, staring at Jiang Luo for a long time.

Then his gaze fell on the branch badge on her chest.

"So you're the descendant who just activated Dracula's bloodline, a product of atavism?"

Jiang Luo sat in the chair, her two short legs swinging gently.

"yes."

"I am Kalman, the elder of the Ninth Branch. Dracula is my brother."

Jiang Luo paused her leg swing for a moment.

Dracula's brother?

Aren't they the creditor's family members?

wrong.

Dracula wanted to eat her first.

Lolo is the victim.

If anyone should be seeking compensation, it should be her who seeks it from this group of people.

After thinking it through.

Jiang Luo relaxed again.

Kalman walked up to her, his tone calm: "Dracula died in the North District, and his castle and all his territory were swallowed up by the Red Moon Castle. We've sent people to investigate for years, but we've never been able to find his origins. Now his complete bloodline has suddenly appeared in you; you should know what happened."

Jiang Luo blinked.

"I know."

"tell me."

"It's not convenient right now."

Kalman's eyes darkened.

Why?

Jiang Luo jumped off the chair and patted her skirt.

"Because Lolo is hungry, she wants to attend the banquet first. We'll talk to you slowly after she's eaten."

The faces of the vampires behind Kalman immediately turned ugly.

Although the ninth branch has declined in the Holy Realm.

However, Kalman remains a duke.

No one had ever dared to speak to him in that tone.

A young vampire couldn't help but speak up: "When the elders ask you questions, you'd better answer honestly. Don't think that just because you have ancestral blood, you can ignore the rules of the branch."

Jiang Luo glanced at him.

Who are you?

"I am Victor, a direct descendant of Count Dracula."

"oh."

Jiang Luo nodded.

"Then why didn't you bow when you saw Luo Luo?"

Viktor was taken aback.

Why should I bow to you?

Jiang Luo pointed to his badge.

"Lolo's bloodline is purer than yours. According to your rules here, shouldn't you bow your head?"

Viktor's face flushed red instantly.

But he simply couldn't refute it.

Vampires value bloodlines above all else.

High-purity bloodlines have a natural status within the branch.

Jiang Luo's bloodline has reached the level of ancestral atonement.

Victor, on the other hand, was just a descendant of an ordinary count.

We're really following the rules.

Indeed, one should bow.

Seeing that he was standing still, Jiang Luo's smile gradually turned dangerous.

"What, you don't want to?"