Chapter 41: The Holy Son of the Blood Clan

  Karl's pure blood entered Yang Feng's body but failed to transform his heart into a Heart Core, and was instead forced out of his blood vessels by Yang Feng's heart, entering his body. It was then absorbed by the Golden Silkworm Mother, with half of it being taken in. The remaining blood merged with the yin energy emanating from the acupoints on Yang Feng's body, mysteriously transforming into Yang Feng's Blood Wings!

  Yang Feng's consciousness was still very clear, but he couldn't control his own body. He watched as his body glowed with a bloody light and slowly floated into the air. Then, a sharp pain struck from behind, and a pair of flesh wings unfolded from his back, flapping naturally to keep Yang Feng suspended in mid-air.

  Yang Feng had already become numb to the strange things happening to his body, but he never thought that he would actually turn into a vampire. Wouldn't that mean he'd have to suck blood every day from now on?! And wouldn't he be afraid of crosses, garlic, and sunlight too?! Just as Yang Feng was thinking wildly, he heard Karl shouting loudly below, "Damn it, Blood Wings!"

  Yang Feng heard Karl's voice and turned to look at him, but what he saw was Karl's shocked expression. Yang Feng also noticed that Karl's body was trembling, getting worse by the second, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

  Yang Feng now really wants to go and give Carl a good beating, but he is not strong enough. His body is still undergoing transformation from the fusion of the dark energy and Carl's pure blood. The pure blood contains extremely pure yang energy, which was originally an excellent remedy for Yang Feng's previous injuries, but the amount was too large, so the medicine became poison, causing great destruction in Yang Feng's body. Fortunately, the yin energy that Yang Feng had absorbed from the acupoints earlier came out and repaired the damaged areas. Then, this yang energy and yin energy mysteriously merged together, creating Yang Feng's Blood Wings and continuing to transform his body.

  It wasn't until much later that Yang Feng finally felt no more pain in his body, and his hands had regained their strength. His floating body slowly descended to the ground, and after landing, Yang Feng felt an overwhelming power within him, with a desire to vent it out, and naturally, Karl was the target, so he flashed towards Karl!

  "Viscount Karl of the Blood Clan pays his respects to the Holy Son!" Just as Yang Feng was about to rush up to Karl, Karl suddenly knelt down on one knee and said to Yang Feng, this courtesy is considered the highest in the blood clan, unexpectedly Karl actually used it on Yang Feng.

  Yang Feng was stunned to see Karl kneeling in front of him, completely at a loss for what to do. His original intention to give Karl a good beating had also disappeared without a trace.

  "What's a Holy Child?!" Yang Feng asked Carl foolishly, his mind filled with confusion.

  "Look what's behind you!!" Karl's attitude towards Yang Feng changed by one hundred and eighty degrees, that respectful appearance was just like a slave serving his master!

  Yang Feng listened to Carl's words and looked back, and as soon as he did, he was stunned. Although he had just known that he had grown a pair of wings on his back and had become a vampire, he didn't know what his wings looked like. Now, however, he could see them clearly.

  A pair of crimson wings were curled up and tucked behind his back, and when Yang Feng looked back, the wings suddenly unfolded with a whoosh, each wing being nearly two meters in length. Yang Feng thought to himself that it would be great if he could take a closer look, and as soon as this thought appeared in his mind, the pair of wings automatically closed in front of him, and Yang Feng reached out to touch his own wings.

  The thin, duck-like wings gave Yang Feng an indescribable feeling. Looking at his own pair of blood-red wings, Yang Feng felt extremely strange. Why didn't his wings look like Karl's when he transformed?! Karl had black wings with mysterious symbols decorating them, which looked pretty good, so why didn't his own wings have those patterns?!

  "Karl, what's going on here? Can you give me an explanation?" Yang Feng spread out his own wings and asked Karl.

  "Actually, I'm not very clear either, but what I can tell you is that the one behind you has blood wings, which only our ancestor Gaijin had, and since then, no one in our clan has ever had blood wings again. However, according to our clan's dark scriptures, those who possess blood wings are the holy sons of our clan, and will lead our clan to its greatest glory!" Karl explained to Yang Feng.

  "Is that a Holy Son?! This seems like a very high-ranking position, it should be useful for myself, right?!" Yang Feng thought to himself after listening to Karl's explanation.

  "Karl, I'm asking you, after I become a vampire, will I be afraid of crosses, garlic and sunlight?" Yang Feng asked Karl.

  "Huh, who told you that?! Slander, this is pure slander! We are a great and noble bloodline, not some vampires! Hmph, it must be those hypocrites from the Church slandering our bloodline! Hmph, cross, garlic, Church's dog trash, you just wait! Now that we have the Holy Child, you're all waiting for your downfall!" Karl shouted loudly after hearing Yang Feng's words.

  "Hey, Karl, calm down, calm down, impulsiveness is the devil!" Yang Feng hurriedly advised as he saw Karl getting so excited, and upon hearing that he didn't need to drink blood, Yang Feng also felt a sigh of relief. But thinking about having to rely on blood for sustenance in the future made Yang Feng feel a chill!

  "Oh, sorry, Holy Son, we are a great and noble bloodline, can't be so impulsive, but when I think of those hypocrites sullying our bloodline, I feel particularly uncomfortable, hope you can forgive me!" Karl said to Yang Feng.

  "Haha, Officer Carl, can't you just stop being so polite to me? I'm really not used to it! Just talk to me like you normally do!" Yang Feng looked at Carl's respectful demeanor and honestly felt a bit uncomfortable.

  "Uh, this... I didn't want to be like this either, but your wings have always been spread out like that, and the pressure emanating from them makes me have no choice but to show respect!" Karl said to Yang Feng. In fact, it was indeed so. Although Yang Feng couldn't feel the pressure emitted by the pair of wings on his back, Karl felt it very clearly. That pressure directly affected Karl's inner heart, making him unable to help but feel respectful towards Yang Feng.

  This is a common phenomenon in the blood clan, where the superior blood clan has absolute power over the inferior blood clan, and the inferior blood clan must also obey and listen to the orders of the superior blood clan. The Blood Wing behind Yang Feng is only owned by the ancestor of the blood clan, Gui Yin, which naturally belongs to the superior blood clan, and it's the kind that stands at the top of the blood clan from the very beginning. That's why Karl was so respectful when facing Yang Feng's Blood Wing.

  Yang Feng listened to Carl's words and looked at the wings behind him, thinking of retracting his own wings. However, after trying several times, he couldn't retract them no matter what. He then asked Carl, "Carl, why can't I retract my own wings?! What's going on?!"

  "Transformation requires an incantation, I'll tell you now!" Karl hastily told Yang Feng the incantation for the Blood Clan's transformation after hearing his words.

  Yang Feng silently recited the incantation, and then felt a contraction on his back. The pair of wings were retracted into his body. He recited it again, and the wings appeared naturally once more. Unlike Carl, Yang Feng's transformation was accompanied by a halo of red light surrounding him, and he didn't grow fangs in his mouth!

  After getting familiar with the transformation incantation, Yang Feng retracted his wings into his body for the last time. Thinking that from now on he could rely on this pair of wings to freely fly in the sky, Yang Feng felt that it was still a pretty good feeling!

  "Hey, Karl, why didn't I get fangs when I transformed?! And my wings aren't as good-looking as yours either! Look at all the patterns on yours, mine are plain!" Yang Feng asked Karl.

  Karl was speechless for a moment after hearing Yang Feng's words, but since Yang Feng was the Holy Son, he couldn't do anything to him and had to answer his question. He could only say helplessly, "As for why you don't have fangs, I don't know either. Even why you possess Blood Wings and became our blood tribe's Holy Son, I also don't know why! I gave you my pure blood just wanting you to become my subordinate, do things for me, didn't expect that it would turn you into our blood tribe's Holy Son, I don't even know if I'm lucky or not! Alas, in the blood tribe, there is a rule that prohibits passing down the bloodline to other races. I gave my pure blood to you, a Huaxia person, originally I should have been punished when I returned, but unexpectedly, I created a Holy Son instead... I don't even know if I should be punished or rewarded!"

  As Yang Feng withdrew the Blood Wing, the oppressive aura it emitted disappeared, and Karl was no longer affected by it. He spoke more freely now, without being overly deferential.

  "As for the runes on our Blood Clan's wings, they're not just for show. They help us absorb the essence of the moon to increase our strength. You're still only a Baron, but when you're promoted to Viscount, those runes will appear on your wings!" Karl continued to explain to Yang Feng the function of the runes on the Blood Clan's wings!

  Yang Feng listened to Carl's words and just smiled awkwardly without saying anything, with a calm face following behind Carl, walking towards the outside of the island.