Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 85: Noble Bloodline

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Noble Bloodline

When Tian Lang’s claws were about to strike Dracula Feis’s head, he couldn’t stay calm any longer and angrily yelled, "Nierdorfsky, you damn lunatic!"

"Oh, no..."

"Nierdorfsky, get your filthy claws off me."

Tian Lang and Dracula Feis started grappling. Seeing that Tian Lang was gradually falling behind, Yan Rufeng immediately infused him with a surge of Spiritual Energy.

Tian Lang shivered, then raised his head and howled.

"Awooo... awooo..."

Hovering in mid-air, Tian Lang instantly felt his entire body brim with power. He glared fiercely at Dracula Feis, baring his teeth and growling, his claws slicing through the air, and in the next moment, like a bullet, he pounced on Dracula Feis with a swoosh.

"Oh no, damn you, Nierdorfsky, you’ve messed up my hair! I’m going to fight you to the death..."

Minutes later, Dracula Feis’s movements had noticeably slowed. Facing the still crazed Tian Lang, he lost his will to fight and tried to escape by turning into a mist of blood.

Tian Lang stopped attacking and yelled angrily, "Dracula Feis, you coward! Do you think you can escape like this? Watch me, Wolf Howl for a Thousand Miles."

"Awooo... awooo... awooo... awooo..."

The wolf howl didn’t travel thousands of miles, but all of Zhongzhou could hear it. Dracula Feis, who had turned into a mist of blood, was forced back into his human form by the howl.

"Nierdorfsky, stop howling, it’s driving me crazy..."

Tian Lang swiftly flew over and struck with his claw, sending Dracula Feis crashing to the ground like a cannonball.

"Bang..."

After a loud crash, the ground was left with a crater from Dracula Feis’s impact.

Tian Lang landed next to the crater and growled angrily, "Dracula Feis, acknowledge my master as your master, and I’ll spare your life!"

"Never."

Dracula Feis stood up with difficulty, smoothed his disheveled hair, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said angrily, "I, Dracula Feis, am a respected Blood Clan prince. The blood in my veins is of the noble King of Blood Clan, Dracula I. You’ll never make me acknowledge this Huaxia man as my master, unless I’m dead."

"Then you can die."

Tian Lang leaped into the crater.

"Nierdorfsky, you devil, I swear by my father’s name, I’ll take your life..."

"Tian Lang, stop."

Hearing Yan Rufeng’s command, Tian Lang immediately jumped out of the crater, lay at Yan Rufeng’s feet, wagged his tail, and rubbed his neck fur against Yan Rufeng’s trousers.

"Oh, God, the nightmare is finally over."

Dracula Feis sighed with relief and slowly crawled out of the crater. Just then, a beam of light shot toward his forehead.

Dracula Feis was startled. Instantly, he knelt on one knee and bowed, "Dracula Feis bows to his master."

Yan Rufeng, hands behind his back and a serious expression on his face, said, "Dracula Feis, remember this: from now on, you are Blood Slaughter."

"Yes, master, Blood Slaughter remembers."

"Blood Slaughter, Tian Lang, follow me back to the sect."

Blood Slaughter and Tian Lang followed Yan Rufeng into the Dragon Abyss Sect. Along the way, they both deleted the challenge posts they had previously sent to Yan Rufeng, and posted new ones instead.

"I, Dracula Feis, prince of the Blood Clan, now renamed Blood Slaughter, acknowledge Yan Rufeng as my master in my father’s name. From now on, I will live and die with my master, sharing weal and woe, and will never let my master be harmed in the slightest."

"I, Nierdorfsky, now acknowledge Yan Sect Leader as my master. From now on, wherever my master points, I, Nierdorfsky, will strike. Oh, I forgot, I am now called Tian Lang."

The moment the posts were uploaded, the internet was abuzz.

"What, did Yan Sect Leader just tell them to acknowledge a master, and they rushed to Zhongzhou to do it?" a netizen exclaimed in shock.

"Haha, didn’t you see? Not only did they acknowledge a master, Yan Sect Leader even gave them new names."

"Incredible. Dracula Feis is a Blood Clan prince, his father the ancestor of Merica, an extremely proud prince. How could he so easily acknowledge Yan Sect Leader as his master? Someone tell me what happened..."

"What’s a Blood Clan prince? Didn’t you see Prince Nierdorfsky? He’s the son of the first Wolf King. Have you heard of the Wolf King? He’s the first Demon Emperor. It’s said that even Dracula I, the ancestor of Merica, couldn’t last a single move against him. This time, Yan Sect Leader is playing big..."

"Haha, so what? Anyone who messes with my husband should meet this fate. They should consider themselves lucky not to have been killed..."

"Go, husband!"

...

At the Cultivation Association, Xu Da smashed everything in front of him with one palm and angrily said, "Those two fools really acknowledged Yan Rufeng as their master..."

In a castle in Europe, Old Dracula roared, "Yan Rufeng, I swear by God’s name, I will drain your blood and scourge your soul."

In the snowy plains of the extreme north of Europe, a fierce grey wolf howled continuously, "Yan Rufeng, just wait. I hope you’ve cleaned yourself up, otherwise, it’ll be disgusting when I devour you..."

In the Dragon Abyss Sect, within the Sect Main Hall, Yan Rufeng sat in the center holding Niuniu. She curiously observed Blood Slaughter and Tian Lang.

"Hee-hee."

"Master, look at Blood Slaughter’s little fangs, they’re so cute. Niuniu loves them."

Blood Slaughter bowed and said, "Thank you, little master, for your compliment."

Unwilling to be outdone, Tian Lang smiled slightly at Niuniu, "Little master, I have fangs too."

"Hee-hee."

Niuniu laughed, "I can’t see them."

"Here they are."

Tian Lang opened his mouth wide, pointing to his sharp teeth.

"Master, Tian Lang’s teeth are scary," Niuniu said, covering her eyes quickly.

"Haha."

Blood Slaughter looked proudly at Tian Lang and said disdainfully, "Tian Lang, put away your teeth. You might scare the little master."

Tian Lang’s handsome face turned red with embarrassment. He shut his mouth, lowered his head, and timidly said, "Sorry, little master, Tian Lang scared you."

Niuniu removed her hand and looked at the contrite Tian Lang. In a cutesy voice, she said, "Uncle Tian Lang, your teeth may be scary, but you are handsome."

"Thank you, little master, for your praise," Tian Lang said, bowing.

Receiving praise from Niuniu, Tian Lang turned his head and gave Blood Slaughter a smug look.

"Blood Slaughter."

Blood Slaughter bowed low and said, "Master, Blood Slaughter is here."

Yan Rufeng put down Niuniu, stood up, and began pacing slowly. "Blood Slaughter, have you heard of the Light Angel and the Dark Angel?"

Hearing Yan Rufeng’s question made Blood Slaughter bow even lower.

"Master, Blood Slaughter has been fortunate to hear about the Light Angel from my father. As for the Dark Angel, Blood Slaughter knows nothing."

Yan Rufeng smiled slightly, "Blood Slaughter, you Europeans are not suited to absorbing Spiritual Energy for cultivation. However, you are innately attuned to sensing Demon Essence Qi. With effort, anyone there can become a Light Angel."

"What, anyone can become a Light Angel?"

Blood Slaughter asked with a look of disbelief, "Master, what about the Dark Angel?"

"As for the Dark Angel, as far as I know, no one has succeeded in becoming one yet..."

Blood Slaughter began to ponder: "Everyone can become an Angel. With my master’s words, it seems he is quite knowledgeable about magic. Could it be that my master possesses magical texts? If that’s the case, why not ask my master for the magical texts? Once I become a Great Angel, I could easily revive the Empress..."

Blood Slaughter immediately knelt down and pleaded, "Please, master, grant me magical texts."

Yan Rufeng saw this and smiled slightly, "Blood Slaughter, rise."

Blood Slaughter did not rise.