"Drinking more blood will make you more beautiful."

Even though Fang Zong said that, Miao Ying still stared blankly at the blood. After all, she was a living person, and the blood in the cup was human blood.

The beginning is always the hardest, so Fang Zong didn't rush him and waited quietly.

He didn't think it mattered; it was just drinking some fresh blood. In fact, many people, including himself, had experienced hemophagocytosis, the symptom of which was a sudden, unusually delicious taste for blood. They wanted to lick and drink some of their own wounds, and when they saw the blood in the blood bags while donating blood, they couldn't help but drool.

This is a very normal thing, and even more normal for Miao Ying.

Fang Zongdao said, "The reason you look bad is because you haven't been getting enough nutrition. Just drink more blood. It's okay. You and Ye Xiuxiu are both very kind-hearted people, so drinking blood won't make you too bad."

"Even if you say that, Principal..." Miao Ying still hesitated, looking at Ye Xiuxiu for help.

“It’s okay,” Ye Xiuxiu thought for a moment and said confidently, “It’s not like we’re directly swallowing the blood of living people.”

She is the 'Holy Mother', but she is not human.

If it needs nutrition, then just eat it; what does it matter if there's no killing involved?

That's what Ye Xiuxiu was thinking, but at this moment... "Ha!" Fang Zong laughed.

He knew that Miao Ying would eventually devour the blood of living people, for example, in battle. Did she really need to be so particular when she was fighting desperately? But he wasn't in a hurry. He would just take it slow and do it step by step.

He watched as Miao Ying drank the blood in one gulp, her face immediately becoming radiant, but she looked extremely distressed, shook her head, and reached for some food with her chopsticks.

"Mmm!" Surprisingly delicious!

The food was cooked by Malha, not ordered takeout, but there were quite a few cakes; seven or eight were ordered.

Fang Zong was surprised that Malha had such skills, so he stopped eating the cake and tasted a little bit of everything around him.

It's really good; the beef is tender and the shrimp is delicious.

Fang Zong was the only one eating. Miao Ying was still immersed in the taste of blood, which was particularly delicious to her, and the awkwardness and discomfort of drinking blood. Ye Xiuxiu was watching TV, feeling somewhat lost about her past and future. Ma Erha was cooking while discussing his complicated 'family tree'... In that case, could he still call Fang Zong "brother"?

As for the little yellow cat, it was happily catching mice and bullying the weak (the green-haired turtle).

Fang Zong asked Miao Ying, "Are you feeling very unwell?"

Miao Ying hummed in response, covering her mouth as if she wanted to vomit but couldn't. It was strange that someone who looked like a vampire villain from a movie would hate blood. Yet, Miao Ying reached out and stroked the sapling on her shoulder, comforting Ye Xiuxiu—

She sensed Ye Xiuxiu's confusion about the future.

Fang Zong observed Miao Ying and Ye Xiuxiu: "As the principal, I will give you your first lesson."

"What?"

"The most important thing in life is to be happy!" *Smack!* A large cake was smeared on Miao Ying's face.

While Ye Xiuxiu was still in a daze, Fang Zong raised his hand, and another large cake decisively buried the little willow tree.

"Principal!" Miao Ying instinctively wanted to fight back.

She was bullied terribly since she was a child, but she was definitely not used to being bullied!

Fang Zong pointed at the little yellow cat, grabbed Miao Ying's hand, and took the cake... "Bang!"

Everything is just missing a trigger, like a bomb. Once the fuse is lit, it explodes with a crackling sound.

Miao Ying, Ye Xiuxiu, Hu Batian, and Green Turtle kept fighting, making a mess of the house. Even Malha, who was cooking, couldn't help but join the fray. But Fang Zong calmly finished his dinner amidst water arrows, spatulas, claws, hot oil, and broken furniture.

After letting out a burp, he stood up and walked towards the door, asking, "I'm going for a walk, Big Yellow, are you coming?"

"No way! I'm going to kill that spitting turtle!"

The little yellow cat pounced on the green-haired turtle, mumbling indistinctly.

Not to be outdone, the green turtle kicked the television away. Ye Xiuxiu yelled, "I want to watch TV!" Countless vines whipped up various pieces of furniture and smashed them towards the green turtle.

"Then I'll go by myself."

Fang Zong slowly opened the door and walked out. Before the door could be closed, the glass coffee table crashed into it and shattered.

Outside, the stars twinkle and neon lights flash in various colors among the countless buildings, connecting them from top to bottom, creating a scene of heaven and earth.

Fang Zong found a juice shop, ordered hawthorn water to aid digestion, and sat in front of the shop's transparent glass wall, drinking the juice while thinking about his gains this time.

The harvest... was enormous!

At first, Fang Zong thought that if he could find that so-called evil bloodline, he would find it; if he couldn't, it wouldn't matter. But he didn't expect that not only did he find Miao Ying, but Miao Ying also merged with Ye Xiuxiu, so he didn't need to help her find monster partners anymore.

Having lived for eight hundred years, Ye Xiuxiu's foundation, aside from being a saint, is definitely no less than Bai Su's!

Malha... let's skip him, saving him a Spirit Transformation Herb.

Finally, there's the Earth God tablet, which can be considered his greatest gain, something he was willing to trade his life for!

"No one's sitting here, let's set up a table."

Fang Zong touched the small wooden block in his inner pocket, which he never took off. Suddenly someone spoke, and another person sat down opposite him.

Despite it being the middle of summer, the person was wearing a long trench coat and a half-mask covering their face. It was a black mask with two scorpion-like lines extending from it, obscuring much of the exposed half of their face.

He looked very strange, and seemed like no ordinary person, but Fang Zong felt strange as well.

He was carrying a violin case, concealing the Star Shattering Blade and Thunderous Cry, making him look like...

Well, he's just an ordinary guy who's a bit handsome. Why would a pretentious guy like him bother with me?

"Lend me something." The other person's voice was somewhat muffled, but their tone was matter-of-fact.

Fang Zong shook his head: "I won't lend it."

"I'll take your life!"

Suddenly, the man thrust forward with his palm, and Fang Zong returned the blow in kind. The ground beneath their feet quickly collapsed.

Three meters, five meters, or thirty meters in radius!

The entire juice shop collapsed, with glass shards flying everywhere, but no one was injured.

Fang Zong controlled the direction of his force without hurting anyone, which was normal, yet the other party did the same. Just as he was about to retaliate, Fang Zong noticed that the other party threw down a bank card, which then disappeared into the night sky, disappearing quickly into the distance.

"Even compensation?" Fang Zong glanced at the juice shop owner who suddenly had a card in his hand.

The shop owner was dumbfounded; he was a little dizzy too.

Looking up, he saw that although the masked man was walking through the shadowy buildings, he was moving very slowly, as if he was waiting for him.

"Hey, how much money is in the card you gave me?" Fang Zong asked telepathically.

Three million.

"Alright."

Three million is enough to cover the compensation, with some to spare.

Under the masked man's blank and speechless gaze, Fang Zong poured himself a glass of juice, drank it, and left.

By the way:

"Thank you for the treat."