[Fantasy] Toothless Zombie (Complete) - 4

Chapter Nine: Vampire Bites Zombie

He saw the "female birdwoman's" eyelids twitch, but she couldn't open them. He felt relieved; it seemed her injuries had rendered her powerless. At the same time, he had finally encountered a blind cat finding a dead mouse—in his extremely weak state, a prey had actually come to him.

Suddenly!

The sky flashed with a brilliant blue light, instantly illuminating the abandoned factory.

The sudden surge of power made Lanling tremble violently, his body stumbling as if struck by a heavy punch.

Damn it!

Lanling lay on the ground, afraid to get up for a long time. This energy was too powerful! He estimated it was at least at the late Nascent Soul stage of a cultivator. If his cultivation were normal, he might not have cared about a cultivator of this level, but now, with his energy greatly depleted, even a fart from a Nascent Soul stage cultivator could choke him to death…

Just as Lanling lay on the ground, afraid to make any rash moves, a sudden change occurred.

The "birdwoman," who had been lying on the ground seemingly half-dead, suddenly opened her eyes. Her fleshy wings slammed against the ground, and her sexy body shot up like lightning. She grabbed Lanling's hair with one hand and gripped his throat tightly with the other.

Then, she lay on top of Lanling, staring in terror at the door of the abandoned factory.

Lanling was suffocating, his face turning purple. He struggled desperately, but unfortunately, his strength was too weak to resist the "birdwoman's" power…

Meanwhile,

in the sky above Qinglong City,

Song Yunzi and the Lazy Monk floated high in the air, each riding their magical artifacts, watching as a man with fleshy wings was struck by Song Yunzi's azure sword energy, his body turning to dust in a trembling motion.

"I've already seen Sophia's corpse through Qiu Yan's father. It was indeed the vampire clan's doing. I just didn't expect so many vampires to have escaped... Moreover, these two we encountered actually possess the strength of vampire counts,"

Song Yunzi said in a deep voice.

The Lazy Monk said, "Old Daoist, back then, our cultivation world joined forces to exterminate the vampire clan and used the Heavenly Net Mirror. Theoretically, any vampire who has awakened should be unable to escape the Heavenly Net Mirror's detection. For a vampire to have the ability to advance, they need at least five hundred years of cultivation and the essence of a thousand virgins. Don't you think it's too strange to suddenly encounter two vampire counts today? From any perspective, they shouldn't be able to appear."

"Lazy Monk, you mean..."

Song Yunzi frowned and asked in a low voice.

"Old Daoist, you've already left the Three Pure Ones Sect, so your information is naturally limited. I haven't had a chance to tell you yet, but two months ago, strange energy fluctuations appeared between heaven and earth. This energy is yin, which is conducive to the cultivation of evil spirits. For those who cultivate evil spirits and demons, it's even better than a thousand-year-old elixir. In that case, it's not surprising that the vampire clan has appeared. Back then, the law overlooked the unawakened vampires. Under the nourishment of this yin energy, awakening and rapid advancement wouldn't be difficult. Not to mention that, according to information from my Maitreya Sect, the seal that seals the vampire clan's wasteland realm has also trembled strongly under the appearance of this strange energy. If I'm not mistaken, that seal will suppress the vampire clan for at most another year!"

Lazy Monk said solemnly.

"Ah? Lazy Monk, is what you're saying true? Why didn't you tell me?"

Song Yunzi said in shock.

"I just heard the news myself, and before I could even explain it to you in detail, you dragged me here to eliminate these two vampires..."

the Lazy Monk said. "I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. If I'm not mistaken, these two remnants of the vampire clan must have awakened and rapidly advanced after this strange energy appeared!" "

What exactly is this strange energy fluctuation?"

Song Yunzi asked anxiously.

"Strangely enough, that aura also contains boundless righteous energy, filling the world and confusing our tracking magic treasures, making it extremely difficult to find the source,"

the Lazy Monk said.

Then, he added, "Now, the three sects and four schools of the righteous path in the cultivation world have all been mobilized to destroy the source of the energy, to prevent the vampire clan's energy from becoming too strong and breaking through the seal. You should know how huge the losses were for our cultivation world when we eliminated the vampire clan..."

"Ah! It's that serious!"

Song Yunzi exclaimed in surprise.

The Lazy Monk said, "It's far more serious than you imagine. Let me tell you, this strange energy not only accelerated the evolution of the vampire race, greatly increasing their power, but it also has a significant impact on demons. While the demons don't benefit as much as the vampires, it's still enough to make us worry! It seems that the peace of the past few years will be gone. For one thing, our cultivation path and the True Martial Artists have never had any dealings before, but this time, for the first time, the cultivation path has joined forces with the True Martial Artists to prevent this catastrophe!"

"Monk..."

Song Yunzi was about to speak when the Lazy Monk waved his hand to interrupt him, saying, "Old Daoist, I agree to your proposal now. Tomorrow, call Qiu Yan to your Sanqing Temple. I will teach her the cultivation methods of the Maitreya Sect. Although I don't know what the results of dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism will be, at least it will increase her magical power, contributing to the fight against demons! Once Qiu Yan is familiar with the Maitreya Sect's methods, I will not be able to see you for a while..."

"Monk, you have to tell me what happened. Although I left the Sanqing Sect, our philosophies differ. As a member of the righteous path of cultivation, I must do my part in this calamity!"

Song Yunzi said resolutely.

"Old Daoist, you've seen it yourself. Even in this small Qinglong City, vampires have appeared. You should stay and protect the safety of the ordinary residents of Qinglong City. I won't hide it from you. At the meeting of the Three Sects and Four Religions, Qinglong City was designated as the territory of my Maitreya Sect. Unfortunately, no one realized the severity of the current crisis. The disciples who stayed behind have limited abilities and are definitely no match for these vampires who have awakened and evolved so quickly."

The Lazy Monk said with a frown.

"Monk, you can tell others about tonight's events..."

Song Yunzi said.

"Ha, Old Daoist, you know that ever since I became close to you, everyone treats me like a lazy bum. They only take my words as alarmist talk. How could they believe me?"

The Lazy Monk said with a wry smile.

Song Yunzi said apologetically, "It's my fault. Haha, associating with a disgraced disciple inevitably attracts criticism."

"Even if that weren't the case, I still intend to join the Maitreya Sect in destroying this strange energy source. They've taken this matter far too lightly. I'm worried about unforeseen circumstances. Consider this my duty as a disciple of the Maitreya Sect. With you here, I feel at ease. I only hope you can set aside your pride and prejudices and offer some assistance to the disciples of the Maitreya Sect remaining in Qinglong City!"

the Lazy Monk said.

Song Yunzi pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, "Monk, rest assured. I've cultivated for many years; I will naturally protect the safety of my true path of cultivation!"

"Old Daoist, thank you,"

the Lazy Monk said gratefully.

Song Yunzi said, "Monk, I also beg you, if you are able, please do your best to help the Sanqing Sect during this operation..."

The lazy monk stared at Song Yunzi for a long time before saying, "Old Daoist, the Sanqing Sect's biggest mistake was abandoning you."

Song Yunzi chuckled and said, "I left because our paths diverged. In any case, I will always be a disciple of the Sanqing Sect!"

The Lazy Monk chuckled and said, "Old Daoist, what about that vampire count who just escaped?"

"She's already been struck by my Three Pure Lotus True Qi. Even if she survives, she'll need to absorb male and female essence to restore her ghostly power. During this time, I plan to stay in Qinglong City. Whenever she comes out to harm people, I'll sense it and kill her immediately!"

Song Yunzi said confidently.

The Lazy Monk nodded and said, "Then I'm relieved. Remember, tomorrow at noon, I will go to the Three Pure Temple to teach Qiu Yan the Maitreya Sect's mental cultivation method."

With that, the Lazy Monk activated the milky-white wooden fish-shaped magic weapon beneath his feet and turned to leave.

Song Yunzi suddenly asked, "Monk, you still haven't told me where the source of that strange energy is?"

The Lazy Monk looked back at Song Yunzi, his expression shifting. After a long while, as if making a decision, he said, "According to the Maitreya Sect's survey, the source of that energy is in the ancient temple ruins of Tianfo Mountain..." "Human First Oil Spray Male Delay Aerosol External Long-Lasting Divine Oil Adult Sex Toy Anti-Premature Ejaculation Click to Enter"

After saying this, the lazy monk silently chanted the mantra, and the wooden fish under his feet emitted golden light. After a flash of light, the lazy monk streaked across the sky like a shooting star...

Song Yunzi floated in mid-air, looking in the direction where the lazy monk disappeared, his face melancholy and his brows furrowed. Then, he made a hand seal, and three dazzling blue lotus flowers appeared above his head. The lotus flowers shone alternately, scattering a pale blue radiance that enveloped the entire Qinglong City.

After setting up the Three Pure Lotus Barrier, as long as the escaped vampire count made any move, he would not escape Song Yunzi's senses!

A moment later, Song Yunzi quickly floated towards the direction of the Three Pure Temple...

In the abandoned factory, Lanling struggled with all his might, pushing away the "female birdman" who was pressing down on him and choking him.

Unfortunately, the woman's strength was unusually great, and even with his struggles, he could not escape the current crisis.

Gasping for breath, Lanling thought sadly that if this continued, he would become the first zombie to be strangled to death…

Suddenly!

The “birdwoman” pressing down on him seemed to sense something. The faint fear in her eyes gradually disappeared, and a pair of fleshy wings on her back suddenly extended, then quickly retracted, vanishing from his back like a ghost, as if they had never been there.

She raised her head, her eyes flashing with cold light, staring at Lanling like a beast eyeing its prey. Lanling was no stranger to this look; it seemed that just a few days ago, he had looked at someone else with the same gaze…

Suddenly!

A strange expression appeared on the “birdwoman’s” dirty, blood-stained face. Her mouth opened, and two pale white fangs suddenly grew out of her lips!

Holy crap!

A zombie?

Lanling's astonishment at this moment was beyond words. The instant the "female bird-woman's" fangs appeared, he sensed a familiar aura. Strangely, while this aura resembled that of a zombie, it wasn't entirely the same…

Yet, the fact was right before him; the "female bird-woman's" fangs were inches away. Good heavens, what kind of monster was this woman?

Was she a hybrid of a zombie and a bird-woman?

As this thought flashed through his mind, the "female bird-woman's" eyes flashed with crimson blood. Then, she opened her mouth and bit down hard.

Although Lanling's energy had been lost with the fangs being knocked out, it didn't mean he had completely regressed to a novice.

The Bloodfang Copper Armor Corpse's cultivation wasn't for nothing. The blood fangs were gone, and the energy was gone, but the Copper Armor Corpse's cultivation stage had endowed him with the qualities of steel bones. Even with the loss of his fangs and energy, his so-called steel bones were still stronger than those of an ordinary person.

But when the "female bird-woman" bit down on Lanling, Lanling didn't think about any of this; he was simply terrified. In his memory, even with his peak-era bronze-armored body, he couldn't withstand a zombie's fangs…

However, when the "female bird-woman" pounced on him, frantically gnawing at his neck, only managing to break a tiny bit of skin, Lanling was extremely puzzled. What was going on?

This "hybrid of bird-woman and zombie" had zombie fangs, but these fangs didn't seem as powerful as a zombie's. After gnawing for so long, it only caused Lanling a little pain.

Looking at the "female bird-woman" pressing down on him, endlessly gnawing, Lanling couldn't help but regretfully think, "Damn it, taking a bath the other day was definitely a mistake…"

Zombies are classified into white fangs, black fangs, blood fangs, silver fangs, and gold fangs. Each level is further divided into three stages: iron-armored zombie, bronze-armored zombie, and gold-armored zombie. Their blood corresponds to their cultivation level, classified as white, black, blood-red, silver, and gold.

Lanling was in the Blood Fang stage, so his blood was crimson. If you didn't look closely, he appeared no different from an ordinary person.

After the "female bird-woman" had been gnawing for a while, finally breaking through Lanling's skin and sucking a little of the spilled blood, her body suddenly emitted a crimson aura, trembling incessantly as she pressed down on Lanling.

After a while, her body suddenly rolled to the side, lying on the ground, still trembling uncontrollably, as if she had taken the wrong medicine.

Lanling grumbled and sat up, touching his neck. He found that in the short time that had passed, the broken skin had completely healed. He couldn't help but sigh, cursing as he looked at the female bird-woman beside him…

Lanling pinched the "female bird-woman's" high breasts hard, then slowly leaned over.

Even if this woman, whose face was covered in blood and dirt, had a hot body, he had no interest in her. Having finally encountered someone covered in blood, his first priority was to savor her fresh blood.

Especially this "hybrid of birdman and zombie," Lanling had never tasted such blood before. Perhaps it would bring him unimaginable benefits?

*Bang!*

A sound of flesh being struck echoed, followed by a muffled groan from Lanling. He was sent flying by a punch from the "hybrid," crashing into the wall and nearly losing his life. The

"hybrid" slowly sat up, her blood-red eyes flashing intermittently, looking at Lanling with an eerie gaze…

Chapter Ten: Men Afraid of Rape

"What do you want?"

The "hybrid's" voice was magnetic, completely at odds with her current filthy appearance.

Lanling looked at her in surprise, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, she's been biting me for so long, and now she's asking me what I want?

" "You bit me!"

Lanling muttered.

"Bite you? You're not dead yet?"

The "hybrid" seemed even more surprised than Lanling.

"If I bite, I'll definitely die?"

Lanling was incredibly puzzled. As zombies, they could control the life and death of their prey, adjusting the degree of damage based on the amount of blood sucked. But this "hybrid" seemed to believe that anyone who sucked her blood was doomed.

The blood-red light in the "hybrid's" eyes shone even brighter, her once azure eyes now resembling transparent blood-red glass.

Suddenly!

A point of azure light appeared on her lower abdomen, like a lotus flower. The azure lotus light surged upwards, causing her to tremble as if electrocuted, her facial muscles contorting in pain, and a gurgling sound escaping her throat.

When the azure light flashed, Lanling felt an invisible pressure and instinctively took a step back…

In extreme agony, the "hybrid" stared intently at Lanling, its blood-red eyes flashing with an unpredictable expression, as if making a crucial decision.

The azure lotus shone even brighter, and the woman's body began to emit faint white smoke.

Ah!

With a scream, the woman suddenly fell backward to the ground, rolling around in agony. The smoke grew thicker, as if her body was on fire.

"You...you come here..."

The rolling woman struggled, reaching out to grab Lanling.

Damn it!

You think I'd just go because you tell me to? That would be so embarrassing!

Lanling instinctively sensed danger. Instead of going over, he retreated further. For safety, he grabbed a metal pipe from the ground and slowly backed away, attempting to escape.

Huff...

As the woman tumbled, fleshy wings reappeared on her back, slapping the ground as she stretched. A crimson light emanated from her wings, flowing like blood through her veins, surging into her body. With the flow of the light, her pain seemed to lessen somewhat. Struggling to her feet, she slammed her wings against the ground, her body shooting towards Lanling like lightning.

Lanling was completely unprepared for this turn of events. He only saw a dark shadow rushing towards him; with his current abilities, he couldn't possibly dodge such a fast attack. Before he could even react, he felt those fleshy wings enveloping him tightly, and he was now pressed against the woman's body within them.

Large, soft breasts pressed against his chest, his hands were trapped beneath her, and the slightest movement would bring him close to her plump, round buttocks, or her smooth, delicate thighs...

This normally incredibly erotic scene offered Lanling no stimulation. In this crisis, how could he possibly have the mind to enjoy anything romantic? All he could do was try to pull his hand in front of him and push the woman's body away.

Ah…

When Lanling's hand touched something soft and he gripped it tightly, pulling back forcefully, the woman suddenly cried out. Then, she spread her wings and, with a loud slap, sent Lanling flying.

This simple physical attack was like a tickle to Lanling. He rolled on the ground and ran quickly towards the back door of the abandoned factory.

Even a fool could tell this "hybrid" had no good intentions!

When Lanling had run about twenty meters, the woman stopped abruptly, appearing before him and blocking his path.

Lanling hurriedly turned, about to escape in another direction, but his body was violently slapped to the ground by the woman's fleshy wings. Before he could get up, the woman stepped on top of him, one hand gripping his neck, while the other began to tear at his clothes.

Oh my god!

Rape!

Lanling heard the tearing sound of his clothes, felt his skin gradually exposed to the air, yet he was powerless to resist the woman's forceful restraint, and he couldn't help but weep.

Heavens!

Earth!

I, Lanling, have roamed freely for thousands of years, only to end up being raped and murdered…

Moments later, Lanling's clothes were torn to shreds, scattered haphazardly on the ground. He was now completely naked, exposed to the woman's crotch without any cover.

Then, the woman bit her lower lip and began tearing at her own clothes. Her already tattered garments were ripped away in a few

swift movements. The instant the clothes left her body, her large, bound breasts bounced wildly like rabbits, the two alluring nipples making Lanling dizzy with desire. Her flat stomach radiated a jade-like glow, and her dark triangle was in direct contact with Lanling's body. All of this added an irresistible allure to this dangerous situation.

"You... what the hell are you going to do..."

The answer was already obvious, but Lanling still asked to confirm it.

"Stop talking nonsense! Close your eyes!"

The woman's eyes even showed a hint of shyness, then she shouted fiercely.

Damn it!

She's definitely a whore who wants to pretend to be virtuous.

Damn it, she's already stripped naked, ready to force herself on him, and she's still pretending to be an innocent little girl.

Now, Lanling's mind was calmed down, and he even felt a little smug. He was worried that if this woman killed him right away, he would really be dead.

But now it seems that this woman probably has some characteristics of a zombie, and needs to replenish a man's yang energy while seriously injured...

Hehe... then he's not afraid!

When it comes to replenishing yang energy, ha, how can this hybrid compare to me, a genuine thousand-year-old purebred zombie?

I wonder what this woman's yin energy is like? If it's like those female demons he's encountered before, it might even be of great benefit to him.

In a short time, Lanling's initial fear transformed into a sense of anticipation.

The woman, unaware of Lanling's intentions, assumed his silence was a result of her threats. After a moment's hesitation, her hands began to roam over Lanling's body.

To Lanling's surprise, this woman, whose figure was undeniably sexy, seemed completely unfamiliar with a man's body. Her movements were extremely clumsy, making her touch not a pleasure for a man, but a nightmare.

Lanling's face contorted as he desperately tried to endure, his body trembling slightly. He tried to struggle, but couldn't break free from the woman's single hand. "

God!

Damn it, is this woman trying to torture me to death?

Not only does she grope randomly, but she seems completely unaware of a man's erogenous zones, yet she appears intimately familiar with areas sensitive to tickling. Each touch almost makes Lanling burst out laughing…

This feeling is worse than death!"

In the intense tingling sensation, all Lanling could do was writhe, trying to escape the woman's hands, hoping the torture would end quickly.

Finally…finally…

as the woman's hand gradually slid down, Lanling finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the nightmare was finally over.

The feeling of a sexy woman's soft little hand holding his lower body was something every man dreamed of.

However, this woman's little hand was far too rough, gripping Lanling's genitals with no skill whatsoever. The force was so strong that Lanling felt like his penis was about to be crushed.

Her movements weren't teasing, but rather a near-abuse-like, haphazard kneading. Lanling felt no excitement whatsoever, only immense pain. It wasn't hard to imagine that if this hand continued such actions, Lanling's penis would instantly become even larger, undoubtedly because it was swollen from being kneaded.

"Damn it, why aren't you hard yet!"

the woman gasped. Her severe injuries made her desperately crave to absorb a man's vital energy, a desire that brought her sexual instincts to their peak.

"Waaah..."

Lanling shook his head, finally managing to free his mouth from the woman's clutches, and said, "Big sister, the way you're doing this, not only will it not get hard, but it might also make me permanently impotent! Please, if you really want it, can you be a little gentler?"

"Shut up!"

the woman said fiercely, but she really lightened the pressure on his hands a lot.

Lanling cooperated readily. In fact, he was also eager to have intercourse with this woman, hoping to absorb her demonic energy. After the woman's movements became less rough, Lanling began to admire the sexy body on top of him, feeling the stimulation of the gentle rubbing in his lower body.

Gradually, his manhood began to rise, changing from its previous limp state to a hard erection.

Feeling the gradual change in the thing in her hand, and looking down at its ferocious size, a hint of panic flashed in the woman's eyes.

A virgin!

Seeing the change in the woman's eyes, Lanling was overjoyed. Judging from this woman's behavior, could she actually be a virgin?

Heavens!

Not to mention his current bad luck, even when he was incredibly lucky, Lanling had never encountered a virgin who would rape him...

The art of absorbing energy involves obtaining a woman's primordial yin energy through intercourse, and a virgin's primordial yin energy is ten times stronger than that of a woman who has already lost her virginity!

The woman hesitated for a moment, a resolute look flashing in her eyes. As the blue lotus flower in her lower abdomen surged again, she suppressed the pain in her body and slowly raised herself up.

Her hand grasped Lanling's lower body, she moved her body, squatted down, and then sat down slightly. When her private area lightly touched Lanling's huge member, she lifted it up again with lightning speed. It seemed that she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear towards Lanling's large and ferocious object.

"Damn it, just do it already, are you trying to whet my appetite!"

Lanling's face flushed red as he cursed inwardly. His lust was gradually rising, and the woman's movements were making him very uncomfortable, as if countless claws were scratching at his bones. It was painful, yet he couldn't get rid of it.

Finally, the woman slowly sat down...

tight, dry, definitely uncultivated wasteland.

When Lanling's lower body was tightly enveloped, the momentary pleasure made him tremble involuntarily.

"Mmm..."

The woman let out a painful groan, her brows furrowing tightly, her body frozen, refusing to sit down any further.

Lanling cursed inwardly. Since he was going to do it, he should go all the way! This half-hearted teasing was unbearable.

He tried to straighten himself, hoping to penetrate further.

But as he moved, the woman's pain intensified. After a groan, she stared at Lanling with a chilling gaze, making Lanling hesitant. Although he desperately wanted to penetrate her, he could only endure it; he was simply no match for her strength!

The feeling of being penetrated for the first time, the tearing pain, was unbearable for the woman. She squatted, hesitating for a long time, before finally getting up to leave Lanling's body.

If he let her leave like this, not only would his aroused desire remain unfulfilled, but his plan to absorb her demonic energy would also fail completely.

In an instant, Lanling gritted his teeth, suddenly pulling his hands away and swiftly grabbing the woman's slender waist. He pulled downwards with force, simultaneously thrusting his body forward.

After breaking through a tiny barrier, his entire body entered the woman's.

The woman never expected Lanling to do this. With a scream, her body tensed violently, convulsing briefly before trembling intensely.

No matter how strong a woman is, she cannot escape her physiological nature.

At this moment, although the woman was furious from the pain and Lanling's sudden attack, she was powerless to retaliate. All she could do was glare at Lanling with eyes filled with boundless killing intent.

Even though her hands struggled to stop Lanling from making any further moves, the struggles were futile. At this moment, she was just a woman, a woman being penetrated by a man…

The woman's body trembled with pain, her lower body twitching like a small mouth, which gave Lanling immense pleasure. He wanted nothing more than to pin her down and ravage her.

Lanling had been with many virgins, but this was the first time he had experienced anything like this. Beyond the physical pleasure, the strange psychological stimulation was intoxicating.

"Ah… you… you bastard… I… I'll kill you…"

The woman sat on Lanling, bloodstains visible at their point of union. Her fingers gripped Lanling's chest tightly, digging into his muscles. In this moment of pain, instinctively, this was the only way she could alleviate her suffering.

With a tremor in her body, the woman's outstretched wings gradually drooped, slowly shortening and disappearing behind her back.

The crimson aura flowing from the wings disappeared, transferring to the woman's body, moving from her ribs to her lower abdomen, resisting the cyan lotus light.

Lanling felt a strange suction force suddenly encountering his lower body, deep within the woman's body. Based on his experience, this must be the woman's body instinctively beginning to absorb his essence.

A chilling demonic energy began to surge into Lanling's body from her lower body, an extreme pleasure instantly washing over him, as if he already had the urge to ejaculate before even beginning to thrust.

This demonic energy was something Lanling had never encountered before. To his surprise, it contained components that resonated with the energy of a zombie. Although he didn't know if absorbing this demonic energy would reverse his current miserable state, he was certain that it was very suitable for his body.

The influx of demonic energy stirred the dormant zombie energy within Lanling's body.

A green glint suddenly flashed in Lanling's eyes, and a fleeting crimson aura appeared around him.

Although losing his fangs had greatly diminished his energy, the act of replenishing his vital essence was a primal instinct. While it might be somewhat diminished, Lanling could use his sexual skills to aid him in replenishing her primordial yin energy, especially against this sexual novice.

The moment a green light flashed in Lanling's eyes, the woman's body trembled violently. An unprecedented sensation instantly spread throughout her body; the previous pain vanished in an instant, replaced by a surging, intense pleasure.

"Mmm..."

the woman couldn't help but groan, her motionless body rising and falling slightly.

Using the momentum of her movement, Lanling slightly thrust his body forward, his thick, long penis pressing against the source of her desire.

For a moment, the woman's lips parted slightly, a look of disbelief flashing in her eyes, then gradually becoming hazy, radiating a soft, watery light...

The green light in Lanling's eyes had disappeared. In contrast to his previous eagerness, his eyes were now clear and bright, devoid of lust.

This was a war!

A war waged with flesh and primal desire as weapons!

Failure would mean the complete loss of his vital essence, worsening his physical condition. Success, however, would allow him to absorb the woman's primordial yin energy, potentially greatly benefiting his current state and even transforming his circumstances.

The woman's blood-red aura shone brighter, even temporarily suppressing the radiance of her azure lotus, which gradually dimmed.

She began to move slowly, the amplitude of her movements increasing, her moans becoming more continuous, her hazy eyes filled with desire. Her hands pressed against Lanling's chest, rising gently and then falling heavily…

A strange suction formed a powerful vortex in the woman's lower abdomen; Lanling was on the verge of ejaculating if he wasn't careful.

Under these circumstances, Lanling desperately guarded his essence, deliberately thinking of irrelevant things to reduce the current stimulation and prevent himself from losing control.

A moment later, the crimson aura emanating from the woman's body completely suppressed the cyan lotus's radiance, and began to seep into Lanling's body from where they were joined.

Her moans grew louder and louder, her hands, lost in lust, grasping her bouncing breasts and kneading them passionately.

Completely passive, Lanling, relying on his current zombie energy, would soon be unable to resist her draining power.

Witnessing the woman completely captivated by lust, immersed in a sea of pleasure, a green light reappeared in Lanling's eyes—the time had come!

He gathered all his strength and suddenly flipped her over.

Caught off guard, he successfully reversed the situation, pinning her beneath him and quickly lifting her legs to his shoulders, exposing her bulging private area to him.

The woman felt the fullness in her body vanish instantly, her body pressed to the ground. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked at Lanling, the lust in her eyes gradually fading, replaced by clarity…

Lanling wouldn't give her a chance to regain her senses. Before she could react, he thrust deeper, entering her again. His penetration was utterly merciless, a brutal, unrestrained assault.

"Ah…"

the woman let out a long moan. Her eyes, which had just regained some clarity, became hazy again. This feeling of being penetrated so deeply instantly dissipated any strength she had mustered. Her bones felt as if they had been ripped away, leaving her weak and numb.

"Hehe…you want it, I'll give it to you…"

Lanling chuckled coldly, his body thrusting forcefully, beginning his relentless assault.

Before, in the superior position, the woman could at least control some of her strength and the depth of penetration. But now, Lanling had taken the initiative, and all she could do was endure.

With each withdrawal, Lanling's powerful assault seemed to take away her soul.

A woman experiencing sex for the first time is like a lone boat on a raging sea, completely powerless, letting the waves of desire engulf her…

Lanling closed his eyes, intently sensing the energy fluctuations within the woman's body.

To his dismay, he now realized that the energy lost due to the loss of his fangs was far greater than he had imagined.

He had initially thought that with his remaining energy and superior sexual skills, he could completely replenish this woman's primordial yin energy, but now it seemed he was the one on the verge of being drained.

Sweat gradually appeared on the woman's fair skin, her golden hair clinging to her cheeks. With Lanling's powerful thrusts, her breasts bounced alluringly. One hand unconsciously kneaded her left breast, while the other gripped Lanling's arm tightly, as if afraid he would leave her again.

Her moans grew longer…

It was clear that this woman was nearing climax, her pleasure climbing to its peak.

As the climax approached, Lanling felt a surge of primordial yin energy pouring out, causing him to shiver involuntarily. Just as he was about to replenish his essence, the primordial yin energy held fast within the woman's body, tightly enveloping his lower body like a small mouth sucking at it.

Suddenly…

the flesh that had just vanished reappeared on the woman's back, instantly enveloping Lanling. Those fleshy wings, like a pair of large hands, controlled Lanling's body, pressing him downwards forcefully. Under these circumstances, even if Lanling wanted to withdraw from the woman's body, it seemed impossible.

Although he tried his best to begin the replenishment technique, he could only temporarily hold back his essence, preventing the release of his primordial yang.

Slowly, under the powerful suction of the primordial yin energy, Lanling felt his essence gate loosen. He estimated that it wouldn't be long before he lost all his primordial yang, having it drained by this woman.

At this moment, Lanling made a desperate gamble!

While continuing to thrust forcefully, hoping for a miracle, he reached his hands out from between the fleshy wings, groping haphazardly on the ground around him, trying to find something to use as a weapon. If he couldn't hold onto his virginity, he would at least have to subdue this woman in this critical moment to avoid the tragic consequence of losing all his virginity.

Suddenly!

Lanling's hand landed on a sharp, hard object. Without thinking, he grabbed the object in his palm. As he pulled his arm back into the fleshy wings, he realized that what he had just grabbed was one of his two knocked-out fangs. He had originally kept it in his pocket, but it had been thrown out when the woman tore his clothes...

Looking at the fang, which was only a little over two inches long, even though the metallic tip looked incredibly sharp, its size was far too small to be a lethal weapon.

However, the situation was urgent, and he couldn't afford to be picky.

After a moment's hesitation, Lanling gripped the fang, his eyes flashing as he stared intently at the woman's brow. He thrust harder, each penetration a full-force effort!

Lanling was about to launch a final, fierce attack. If he still couldn't replenish her primordial yin energy, then he would only be able to forcefully plunge the fang into the woman's brow the moment his own essence loosened…

Please continue reading the preview for "Toothless Zombie" Episode 2: All for Survival! The former zombie god, for the sake of survival, would stop at nothing, searching for any way to restore his strength.

On one hand, he was the most popular lecturer in the artifact appraisal class; on the other, a rookie zombie who would do anything for survival. Lanling handled both roles with ease. Through his relentless efforts, the sky of misfortune finally began to brighten…

Beatrice, using the Embrace, thought she had gained the most loyal vampire descendant, but Lanling secretly tricked her, turning the nominal vampire progenitor into the vampire descendant's vessel for replenishment. An unintentional appraisal led him to discover a mysterious small cauldron belonging to his original world, sealed by a supreme formation…

What secrets does this cauldron hold? Will Lanling be able to obtain the virgin essence of a pure Yin woman as he desires? Witness the toothless zombie Lanling's dark struggle in a strange world, like a cockroach…

Episode 2: The Beautiful Cauldron

Synopsis:

The unlucky Lanling accidentally becomes the subordinate of the female vampire, Beatrice. Pretending to be a descendant of vampires, what are Lanling's plans…?

Encountering a biker gang, Lanling unexpectedly obtains the virgin essence of a woman. What kind of trouble will this event, along with the appearance of the cold and beautiful policewoman Ling Xue, bring him?

A small black cauldron from the same timeline as Lanling contains astonishing demonic power. What impact will this have on the Fengyun Continent where Lanling is located? Will Lanling have a chance to use it to return to his original timeline?

Character:

Su Yue—Su Qingyuan's granddaughter, intelligent but willful and reckless. After being raped by the protagonist, she is inspired to enter the True Martial Arts Academy.

Ling Xue—a second-tier True Martial Artist, the most aloof and beautiful policewoman in Qinglong City. She's warm as spring to her friends, but cold as winter to criminals. A woman of strong principles, she's a workaholic who hates evil.

Su Jianghe—Su Yue's father, a sixth-tier True Martial Artist, nominally the top expert in the True Martial Artist Guild.

Chapter One: The Imposter Vampire Descendant

. Belis lay naked, curled up, arms wrapped around her knees, head bowed low. Her beautiful face, originally covered in dirt, now bore countless streaks of sweat, making her

stunningly beautiful face resemble a little kitten. Her eyes were somewhat vacant; her once captivating azure eyes were now cloudy,

barely open, revealing a bewildered gaze. Fragments of memory swirled and converged in her mind, then, like a shattered mirror, became chaotic fragments once more…

Twenty days ago, she was a top student at the Royal Academy of Great Britain in the Western Continent of the Wind and Cloud Continent. Well… it all started twenty days ago.

A mysterious summons transformed her and her brother into powerful monsters after waking from a dream. She still clearly remembers the panic she felt when she woke up to find herself suddenly sprouting fleshy wings, and the terror she felt when facing the mirror and seeing those two fangs.

After the initial panic, they gradually calmed down. That day, she and her brother stayed indoors, not even daring to open the curtains, searching their room for any clues about their physical transformation.

Finally, a picture online revealed to them that their transformed appearance was exactly like that of the vampire race, known as "human nightmares."

Beatrice was a fallen noblewoman from Great Britain. Her family had a long history, but this history only proved their noble birth; it couldn't guarantee their livelihood. As a fallen noble, only they themselves could remind themselves of their former status, while history had long forgotten them.

Her parents died early, leaving her and her brother to depend on each other. Their only possession was the dilapidated house their parents left behind…

Well…

that's how simple Beatrice's background was. So, facing the image on the computer, she and her brother couldn't understand what their connection was to vampires.

Unfortunately, no matter how much they wondered, the facts were undeniable; the large mirror in the room reminded them of their current situation.

That day, she and her brother spread their wings and anxiously spent the day in their room. To their horror, when Beatrice tried to draw back the curtains, the dazzling sunlight nearly killed them.

They endured the day in fear and unease. As night fell and the bright moonlight bathed the earth, they sensed a distant call. That call was like a key, unlocking a door in their hearts…

Overnight, they evolved under this inexplicable call and naturally became aware of their newfound abilities. It felt as if everything they had known was something they had simply forgotten, and now they suddenly remembered it.

As immense power surged through their bodies, the feeling filled them with unparalleled excitement, especially her brother. After watching a thick wall shatter with a single, effortless punch, he nearly rushed out of the house to demonstrate his power to the world.

Beatrice dissuaded him, for their current appearance was too strange, and their suddenly regained memories revealed the existence of natural enemies: the Knights of Light from the Western Continent and the cultivators of the Eastern Continent. With their current abilities, venturing out would likely mean certain death.

Compared to her impetuous brother, Beatrice was remarkably calm. Her impoverished family background had matured her mind early, and in this family of only the two siblings, she, as the younger sister, acted more like a matriarch.

They then remained inside the house for five days straight.

During these five days, the moment the moonlight first appeared at night was their most anticipated time; the summoning call would reappear, and their bodies would evolve at an unimaginable speed.

By the sixth day, Beatrice and her brother could control their wings freely, flying and gliding freely in the empty living room... They could also retract their wings and were no longer afraid of sunlight, walking like ordinary people in broad daylight.

They had become vampires through and through, and were beginning to exhibit vampire habits.

Late on the sixth night, driven by an unbearable, strange hunger, she and her brother rushed out of their room, drawn by the primal need for power within them, and drank the blood of a homeless man. She became addicted to the euphoric feeling of blood rushing down her throat, like a drug addict.

From then on, they were unstoppable. In just two days, the appearance of mummified corpses in the British capital attracted the attention of the police!

With their growing power, they became reckless, inevitably clashing with the police. Seeing bullets hitting their bodies but failing to penetrate their skin, the immense impact only giving them a ticklish sensation, they abandoned all restraint and arrogantly attacked the police.

How could ordinary police officers be a match for two vampires who had evolved to the rank of earl? In the counterattack by Beatrice and her brother, countless police officers were killed or wounded.

Meanwhile, Beatrice and her brother, now possessing immense power, began to harbor enormous ambitions. They wanted to restore their fallen family to the forefront of British society, to the top of the power pyramid—no, to become the masters of all Britain!

Compared to her brother, Beatrice's ambition was greater, but she was more composed and more realistic. Her diligent studies and arduous journey to gain admission to the Royal Institution, Britain's most prestigious university, were all for the purpose of changing her situation, realizing her dreams, and restoring her family's recognition through her own abilities.

The sudden surge of power made her feel that everything she dreamed of seemed within reach.

It was she who encouraged her brother to begin the family's revival plan. Their rampant accumulation of wealth—in essence, robbery—played the role of killers in both the legitimate and underworld, with vast sums of money flowing into their pockets through their ruthless methods and brutal killings.

Beatrice planned that once their wealth reached a certain level, they would begin their political plunder…

Young and fearless, in their constant victories, they even forgot that their suddenly acquired memories had taught them that vampires had natural enemies.

Playing with fire excessively ultimately backfired.

Because the chaos they created had such a significant impact on the Western Continent, it attracted the attention of the most mysterious organization there, the "Knights of Light," who exceptionally dispatched a ten-man squad of Moon Knights to eliminate them. They fell into a trap deliberately set by the police.

Facing the Moon Knights, who also possessed magical powers, Beatrice and her brother suffered their first crushing defeat and began living a life of constant pursuit.

The Moon Knights' tracking abilities were astounding; no matter how well they hid, they could only maintain peace for a short time. Soon, the Moon Knights would appear like relentless demons, launching their most powerful attacks.

Under these circumstances, Beatrice and her brother realized their own limitations. After discussion, they resolved to find the source of their summoning that had awakened and upgraded them. If it could grant them such immense power from such a distant place, then finding the source and making direct contact with the mysterious summoning would undoubtedly elevate their abilities to unimaginable levels!

Then, how could they continue living like stray dogs?

Those despicable Moon Knights—no, the entire Knights of Light—would be utterly annihilated!

Three days ago, Beatrice and her brother hid all their acquired wealth in a highly secretive location and began following the mysterious summoning, searching for its source.

At the time, they only knew the source of the summoning must be extremely far away, but they never imagined it would be so far away in the Eastern Continent…

After crossing the Paradise Strait between the Eastern and Western Continents, the Moon Knights actually stopped their pursuit. This allowed Beatrice and her brother to breathe a sigh of relief and begin to envision the wonderful future of possessing even greater power after finding the source.

To their horror, the Eastern Continent was fraught with peril. Upon entering its territory, they were immediately met with wave after wave of powerful figures. These terrifying strangers, upon seeing them, relentlessly pursued them as if they were mortal enemies.

In the ensuing chases, they could only flee in panic, eventually losing track of their location within the Eastern Continent.

Yesterday, while she and her brother were resting, they had just caught prey and hadn't even had a chance to drink its blood when they encountered that old man in the long robe. Then, the old man summoned a bald helper…

Unexpectedly, these two seemingly unremarkable old men possessed abilities even more powerful than the Radiant Moon Knights, effortlessly unleashing azure lotus light and golden light that not only instilled fear in them but also possessed the immense power to destroy them!

Beatrice and her brother were forced to retreat, relentlessly pursued by the two old men. Finally, a final battle ensued in the sky not far from the abandoned factory.

Her brother risked his life to protect her as she escaped, and after a frantic run, she finally succumbed to her injuries and fell into the factory…

Later, she encountered that despicable man…

Thinking of this, Beatrice subconsciously looked up at Lanling, bound naked to a stone pillar not far away.

Sigh…

she never imagined her virginity would be lost to such a man.

In the open-minded Great Britain, adult virgins were rarer than three-legged frogs. The reason Beatrice resisted all temptations and preserved her virginity was to use it as leverage to marry a wealthy man after graduating from university.

But now, she had lost her virginity so inexplicably in a foreign land, especially since the guy was dressed so poorly and lived in such a shabby place—probably a homeless man. If it weren't for the fact that her virginity had at least brought some improvement to her injuries, Beatrice would have completely lost her mind.

Beatrice's eyes scanned Lanling, growing increasingly furious with each look, especially the tearing pain in her lower body when she twisted her body, which made her want to kill the man immediately.

Lanling was tied to a stone pillar.

Tightly bound, Beatrice wanted to strangle him, using the tattered pieces of her clothes to bind every movable joint of his body.

Lanling wasn't oblivious to the hostile glares that Beatrice occasionally shot at him, but he had no time to dwell on it. Although he hadn't managed to absorb all of Beatrice's Yin energy, the small amount he'd gained was enough to satisfy him.

He tried circulating the extra Yin energy throughout his meridians. While he hadn't successfully activated the dormant zombie energy within him, the Yin energy entered his meridians without resistance and circulated slowly, making him feel slightly stronger than before.

Due to the loss of his fangs, a fatal gap had appeared in the energy flow within him. Lanling endured immense pain while circulating the newly acquired Yin energy. After barely managing to circulate it, he was drenched in cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably.

*Sigh…*

Lanling secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Yin energy he'd absorbed wasn't as beneficial as he'd imagined, it was still something he was grateful for.

Recalling the near-death experience, Lanling still felt lingering fear.

Damn it, it was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune; he almost became a dried-up zombie…

While making love with that woman, with his current abilities, he was no match for that “hybrid demoness.” If it weren’t for the woman’s injuries flaring up at the crucial moment, Lanling wouldn’t have been so fortunate. Not only did he avoid becoming a dried-up corpse, but he also managed to absorb some primordial yin energy.

Unfortunately, although this small amount of primordial yin energy was pure, it didn’t have much effect on Lanling’s current body.

Lanling subconsciously turned his head to look at the “hybrid demoness,” only to be met with her murderous gaze. A chill ran down his spine, and he feigned a yawn.

The difference in strength was too great; it was best not to provoke her… If he could frequently engage in this kind of energy-absorbing, hehe, the benefits would be immense. Lanling couldn’t help but dream about it.

"Damn it!"

The courses at the Royal College of British Education allowed the studious Beatrice to easily master several languages, including the common language of the Eastern Continent. However, due to a lack of practice, her pronunciation of the common language of the Eastern Continent was somewhat awkward.

Lanling turned to look at Beatrice, his face filled with fear as if he were a hostage held by a thug. He said, "Miss, you...you've gotten what you wanted, let me go...if raping me still doesn't satisfy you, I have a gold tooth that I can exchange for some money..."

Damn it!

Beatrice was so angry that she almost vomited blood on the spot. Was this shameless vagrant some kind of virgin who didn't understand women? Did he not even know the characteristics of a virgin?

Damn it, he actually said that she, a virgin, had raped him!

Anger flared in Beatrice's eyes. She struggled to her feet and walked step by step towards Lanling. Her fiery eyes were filled with murderous intent, causing Lanling to shiver involuntarily. He cursed himself for being too talkative and had just forgotten his current situation.

"Damn it, I'll kill you!"

Beatrice's voice was icy, the words practically leaping from her lips.

Damn!

He'd completely forgotten she was a virgin. It seemed playing the victim wouldn't get him away; it would only enrage her. Lanling's mind raced. When Beatrice was a short distance away, Lanling suddenly said, "Miss, your injuries are quite severe. Don't you need someone to take care of you?"

Ambitious people always calm down quickly, and Beatrice was clearly one of them.

Lanling's words had ignited her anger, clouding her judgment, and she only wanted to get rid of this bastard. But Lanling's words served as a timely reminder, making her think about her injuries and her current situation.

Beatrice could anticipate that the two cultivators who killed her brother and injured her wouldn't let it go easily. They might be setting traps nearby or searching for her in this area.

Given her current injuries, either way, it was certain death!

Beatrice didn't want to die. She couldn't waste her brother's selfless act of protection, and she also needed to find the source of the mysterious summoning to greatly increase her strength. Then, she would use bloodshed to avenge all those who had harmed her.

At that time, what would the Knights of Light, what would cultivators be? To hell with them!

Lanling looked up at Beatrice, clearly catching the complex changes in her eyes. His three thousand years of life hadn't been wasted; he'd seen too many people, giving him the ability to read people…

"Miss, how about I take care of you? As a condition for my survival, don't worry, I'll be very loyal,"

Lanling said, seizing the opportunity.

Beatrice looked at Lanling with complicated emotions, thinking, "Why not use this despicable man first? I can kill him later once my injuries heal."

Beatrice had no idea that Lanling was secretly chuckling to himself. Damn… take care of me? "It would be strange if your injuries could heal..."

A moment later, a crimson hue clouded Beatrice's azure eyes.

Pale white fangs emerged from her lips, and a pair of fleshy wings suddenly unfurled. Visible scarlet veins appeared on her black wings, the blood flowing visibly through them.

Lanling watched all these changes. He could sense the energy fluctuations emanating from Beatrice, though they weren't very strong, and due to her injuries, they were unbalanced and extremely chaotic. However, one discovery astonished Lanling.

Previously, Lanling had sensed a hint of zombie aura emanating from this "hybrid witch," but unlike a zombie, she possessed fleshy wings. At the time, Lanling hadn't had time to pay attention to this, but now he realized that the biggest difference between this "hybrid witch" and a zombie was that a zombie's energy core was its fangs, while hers was her pair of fleshy wings.

If he could possess such wings, could he compensate for the physical damage caused by losing his fangs?

This far-fetched thought only flashed through his mind; Lanling knew this idea would never come true…

Just then, Beatrice bent down, her sharp, gleaming fangs biting fiercely at Lanling's neck. Blood flowing from the prominent veins on her fleshy wings rapidly circulated through her body.

Beatrice wouldn't trust this despicable man, nor would she believe his sworn loyalty. Damn it, if she let him go and gave him a chance, this man would immediately flee, perhaps even attracting people who would pose a threat to her.

However, Beatrice had her own method: to give this man an Embrace, transforming him into her first offspring.

Imagining her blood flowing through this lewd man's body made Beatrice feel extremely uncomfortable, but then she thought that his life would end the moment she recovered, which temporarily eased her discomfort.

Just like the previous bite, Beatrice's sharp fangs only slightly broke Lanling's neck. Although Beatrice was incredibly puzzled, the Embrace spell had already begun and couldn't be interrupted.

Lanling felt a sharp pain in his neck, followed by a strange surge of heat flowing into his body from the wound…

It was a very strange feeling. When that heat generated a bizarre energy that coursed through his body, Lanling felt very comfortable. However, the strange energy rapidly rushing towards his brain caused him a moment of panic.

Lanling's available zombie energy was pitifully small; without the help of his dentures, his usable zombie energy was practically zero.

The strange power surged into his mind, and Lanling immediately felt dizzy and his consciousness began to blur.

At that moment, Lanling suddenly remembered a spell he had encountered long ago. Grasping at it like a lifeline, he desperately began chanting the spell like a madman.

As he chanted, Lanling's meridians felt as if they were being pierced by thousands of steel needles, causing him to tremble in agony and break out in a cold sweat. But the pain wasn't in vain; a cool sensation simultaneously arose in his heart, circulating through his meridians and rushing to his mind.

When the strange energy encountered the cool sensation, it was instantly submerged, and Lanling's consciousness immediately cleared.

Once he was certain the strange energy had completely disappeared, Lanling hurriedly stopped chanting the spell. Damn it, every second he chanted was another second of suffering!

Lanling couldn't help but feel fortunate. At some point in his long life, out of boredom, he developed an interest in various spells to pass the time. During that period, he even came into contact with some spells of righteous cultivators, including the "Heart-Cleansing Mantra" he had just heard.

Although, due to the repulsion between good and evil, Lanling could only study some simple methods, even these simple methods caused immense pain when used, as the righteous energy generated would cause the zombie energy within his body to reject them. It was for this reason that Lanling abandoned this torturous "perverse hobby" after a while.

Now it seemed that being eager to learn was always a good thing. If he hadn't had that interest back then, Lanling couldn't imagine the consequences of that strange energy occupying his mind just now. Damn it, that "hybrid demoness" definitely had no good intentions; that demonic magic was just too damn vicious!

Beatrice slowly straightened up, a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.

When she saw that her forceful bite had only broken the man's skin, and that the wound was healing rapidly, Beatrice's surprise deepened.

Fortunately, the faint blush that appeared on Lanling's skin afterwards dispelled some of her doubts. This was the reaction of a descendant after being embraced for the first time. It was just a little strange; in her awakened consciousness, this blushing symptom was supposed to last a long time, so how could it disappear in the blink of an eye?

Time didn't give Beatrice a chance to think it through. Her understanding of the Embrace came only from her awakened consciousness, which told her that after the recipient's body blushed, she should chant an ancient incantation to complete the final step of creating a descendant.

The obscure and lengthy incantation was chanted by Beatrice with a solemn expression. Black, curtain-like mist appeared from her body and strangely swirled around her…

Lanling glanced at Beatrice with a puzzled look, wondering to himself what this "hybrid witch" was up to.

As the incantation ended, Beatrice's body shuddered violently, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, her face turning ashen.

Her slightly recovered body couldn't withstand the demands of the Embrace spell; forcing it only worsened her injuries. Fortunately, after the Embrace, she possessed a vampire offspring absolutely loyal to her, whom she could command at will, so her suffering wasn't entirely in vain.

Creating a vampire offspring for the first time made Beatrice eager to see the result of the Embrace.

After swaying a few times, she braced herself against a nearby stone pillar, wiped the blood from her mouth, and after a few deep breaths, said in a low voice, "My offspring, raise your head..."

Damn it!

Lanling cursed inwardly; why did this scene seem so familiar?

Damn it, so this "hybrid witch" went to all that trouble to create such terrifying sorcery, only to find it was a low-level "soul-bewitching sorcery"—something any monster that cultivates into human form wouldn't bother using. Sigh… hybrids are indeed hybrids; the breed is inferior, even their sorcery is far weaker than other monsters.

Lanling, of course, had no idea that Beatrice's use of the Embrace technique to create vampire offspring was similar to his creation of corpse slaves. If Beatrice's Embrace technique were used on ordinary people, it would be foolproof. Unfortunately, she never imagined that she was facing not just an ordinary person, but a once-mighty zombie god from another dimension…

"Raise your head, face your master!"

Beatrice's eyes were somewhat puzzled, secretly wondering if the Embrace would take some time to take effect.

Hearing Beatrice's somewhat urgent summons, Lanling almost burst out laughing. This woman was truly a treasure…

Suddenly!

Lanling's face lit up, a mischievous idea popped into his head, and then, before Beatrice could summon him again, he slowly raised his head.

At this moment, Lanling's eyes were vacant, his expression stiff, making him look like a complete idiot.

What kind of changes would the Soul-Bewitching Spell bring? Lanling had no idea. Not only did he not know how to use such a low-level spell, he had rarely even seen one. Hmph, the Zombie God… he'd only seen high-level monsters, right?

Beatrice looked at Lanling's expression, paused, and muttered softly, "Strange, the Embrace only creates vampire offspring, why does he seem like an idiot?"

Lanling's heart skipped a beat, secretly relieved. Luckily, this "hybrid witch" thought he was already under her spell and had given him a heads-up, otherwise he would have been exposed. Hmm… does this world call the Soul-Bewitching Spell the Embrace?

Lanling's eyes gradually brightened, and the vacant look on his face disappeared. He looked up at Beatrice and whispered, "Master…"

Beatrice was secretly overjoyed. Although her awakened consciousness told her that she would definitely succeed in using the Embrace, creating a vampire descendant for the first time still made her feel inexplicably excited. Her ambition rekindled. She fantasized that when her power greatly increased, she would make everyone in the world her vampire descendants, and then she would be the queen who ruled this world...

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