Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 86 I Want to See Him

Chapter 86: Chapter 86 I Want to See Him

Yan Rufeng knew well that Blood Slaughter’s body was different from ordinary people. Though Blood Slaughter had European blood, he was a genuine vampire. Yan Rufeng didn’t know what would happen if Blood Slaughter practiced magic.

"So be it,"

Yan Rufeng sighed deeply, "Blood Slaughter, today, I will pass you the Great Angel Manual."

As soon as Yan Rufeng finished speaking, a beam of light entered Blood Slaughter’s forehead.

Blood Slaughter immediately entered a meditative state. Several minutes passed, and suddenly a black light emanated from his body.

"Rip... Rip..."

The sound of clothes tearing came from Blood Slaughter’s body.

Tian Lang, standing behind Blood Slaughter, looked over and his eyes widened in astonishment: "Master, look, Blood Slaughter is growing wings."

At that moment, the wings on Blood Slaughter’s back unfolded with a "buzz."

A pair of wings emitting black light flapped in front of Yan Rufeng.

"Dark Winged Angel!"

Yan Rufeng suppressed his inner joy, laughing inwardly, "Dark Angels indeed exist, and to think one would appear on Earth—haha... when I conquer the Ten Thousand Great World, just you birdmen wait to be trampled..."

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing me with the manual."

Blood Slaughter kneeled on one knee, left hand over his chest, bowing his head respectfully.

"Rise."

"Thank you, Master."

At this moment, Niuniu came running over.

"Wow, such beautiful wings."

Blood Slaughter’s lips curled into a slight smile, "Young Master, shall I take you for a flight in my arms?"

Niuniu opened her arms, "Yes, yes! Blood Slaughter Uncle, hurry and take me flying."

Blood Slaughter picked up Niuniu and walked out of the main hall. With a few flaps, they took to the sky, and Niuniu’s laughter echoed happily from his embrace.

Tian Lang looked on with envy, smiling as he bowed and cupped his hands: "Master, Blood Slaughter’s wings are so cool. Tian Lang also wants the manual and to grow wings."

Yan Rufeng laughed, "Tian Lang, unless your ancestors were Sky Howling Wolves, the chances of you growing wings are very slim. Moreover, you are not suited to cultivate the techniques in the magic manual."

Tian Lang lowered his head in disappointment, looking very upset from his expression.

Seeing this, Yan Rufeng laughed, "Tian Lang, don’t be disheartened. Although the techniques in the magic manual aren’t suitable for you, you are apt for the techniques of the Demon Clan."

"Demon Clan techniques, what’s that?"

Yan Rufeng replied calmly, "From what I know, you and your father both cultivate your physical bodies. While a strong body has its advantages, it also has drawbacks. If you encounter a true expert, no matter how strong your body is, you won’t be able to unleash your full potential."

Tian Lang understood Yan Rufeng’s point. When he faced Yan Rufeng, he felt he could tear him apart in a second, yet Yan Rufeng remained unmoved and subdued him effortlessly.

"Master is indeed correct." Tian Lang bowed.

"Tian Lang, I will now teach you the Sky Howling Moon Devouring Divine Technique."

A beam of light entered Tian Lang’s forehead.

After fully comprehending the Sky Howling Moon Devouring Divine Technique, Tian Lang laughed loudly, "Haha, the Sky Howling Moon Devouring Divine Technique is so powerful. Achieving great success means devouring the sun and moon—unbelievable..."

"Boom..."

Outside the Dragon Abyss Sect, a booming sound echoed through the heavens and earth.

"Tian Lang, it seems your father has arrived," Yan Rufeng smiled slightly.

"What’s he doing here?" Tian Lang asked in confusion.

"You’ll know when you go out to see,"

Yan Rufeng had already walked out of the main hall, Tian Lang following closely behind. Seeing this, Blood Slaughter quickly descended with Niuniu.

By this time, all the people of the Dragon Abyss Sect had gathered behind Yan Rufeng upon hearing the sound. Yan Rufeng told them, "Go back and focus on your cultivation. I will handle this matter."

Outside the sect, the sight before them pained Tian Lang. He ran over and lifted an elder lying on the ground, unable to move, yelling in anger, "Who did this, Father, who harmed you?"

"Tian Lang, there’s no need to ask. Your father attacked our Mountain Protection Array, trying to break into the inner sect. He was injured by the array’s rebound force."

Tian Lang was stunned, "Attacking the Mountain Protection Array, my father entered Dragon Abyss Sect for no reason?"

"He came for you."

Tian Lang immediately understood. Looking at the dying old Wolf King, Tian Lang cried, "Father, why are you so foolish? If Yan Rufeng were an ordinary person, would I recognize him as my master?"

"Child..."

The old Wolf King slowly opened his eyes, speaking with difficulty, "We of the Wolf Clan never bow to anyone, yet you now serve a human. How can I face anyone with this old face..."

"Cough, cough..."

"Ah..."

The old Wolf King spat out blood, evidently hurt by the rebound force of the Mountain Protection Array.

Seeing this, Tian Lang urgently begged Yan Rufeng, "Master, everything started because of Tian Lang. Master, in light of Tian Lang being your servant, please save my father!"

Yan Rufeng wasn’t heartless. If Tian Lang were not his servant, the old Wolf King wouldn’t have ten lives enough to survive today. But since Tian Lang was already his, Yan Rufeng couldn’t bear to let Tian Lang’s father die in front of him, so he handed Tian Lang a Discontinuous Pill.

Tian Lang was deeply grateful, expressing his thanks repeatedly before giving the elixir to the old Wolf King to consume.

"Tian Lang, take your father back to the snowfield first. Handle your family matters, and then come see me," Yan Rufeng instructed.

"Yes, Master."

Tian Lang lifted the old Wolf King and flew into the sky. In a flash of silver light, they disappeared into the horizon...

In the distance, a dark red cloud floated in, hovering over the Dragon Abyss Sect. A commanding, domineering voice echoed.

"Dracula Feis, you unfilial son, get out here."

"Heh..."

Yan Rufeng chuckled coldly, "Today is indeed lively. Blood Slaughter, the person outside is calling for you, right?"

Blood Slaughter bowed, "Master, it’s my father, Dracula I."

"Go out and see him."

"Understood."

Blood Slaughter walked outside the sect.

"Slap..."

Old Dracula slapped Blood Slaughter across the face.

"You’ve disgraced our Blood Clan," Dracula said angrily.

"Father, I don’t want to argue, but I must tell you that everything I’ve done is to resurrect the Empress," Blood Slaughter stated firmly.

"Heh..."

"Bowing to another can resurrect your Empress? I’ve been wise my whole life, and how could I have such a foolish son?" Old Dracula raged.

"Father, I know no explanation will suffice, only evidence will be the strongest proof," Blood Slaughter stated unflinchingly.

"Haha..."

"Proof, my son, then show me proof. If you can’t, I don’t mind destroying you right now," Old Dracula’s eyes glinted with killing intent.

With a buzz, Blood Slaughter unfolded his wings once again.

"Father, do you see?"

Blood Slaughter’s black glowing wings flapped, emitting an aura of fear while he floated in the air.

"Two-winged Dark Angel, my son, tell your father, what happened?"

Old Dracula couldn’t hide his joy, eagerly asking.

"The Great Angel Scripture, all of this was bestowed by my master, Yan Rufeng."

"The Great Angel Scripture, how does he have it?"

Old Dracula asked in disbelief.

"Father, I’ve proven myself. If there’s nothing else, go back to the castle for your eternal rest," Blood Slaughter said coldly.

"Are you driving me away?"

"What do you think? Wait until I become a Six-winged Dark Angel and resurrect the Empress, then you may awaken."

"You insolent boy, how dare you," Old Dracula roared.

"Otherwise, do you want to be carried back to the castle like the Wolf Clan’s Demon Emperor?"

"What?"

"Nierdorf is already here?" Old Dracula asked in shock.

"He was just taken away by Tian Lang. If not for my master’s kindness, old Nierdorf might already be stewing in a pot of wolf meat soup," Blood Slaughter said expressionlessly.

Old Dracula was confused, "That old Nierdorf, I couldn’t best him. Is Yan Rufeng really that powerful?"

"Father, will you leave or not?" Blood Slaughter repeated his command to leave.

"My dear Prince Dracula Feis, your father wishes to meet your master," Old Dracula said kindly.

"My master is very busy; I don’t think he has time to meet you."

"Oh no, my dear prince, how can you speak for your master?" Old Dracula smiled slightly.

"Father, wait here. Before I return, do not cause trouble. I don’t want to see you enter eternal sleep..."

As Blood Slaughter’s intense voice faded into the distance, Old Dracula felt both sad and happy.

He was sad because the noble prince of the Blood Clan now bowed to another. He was happy because his beloved wife had a chance to live...