An Yun, who holds the black umbrella, and Su Yan from the previous world, are perhaps lower-level vampires among ghost cultivators, searching for and protecting ghost cultivators in each world.
There was also Ji Gui, whose eyes turned blood-red after drinking her blood. She once associated this with Zang, but in fact, the two were the same person.
Then there's the orc world. When Yu Feng was fighting the Dead Moth Queen, she saw him bewitched by the Moth Queen, but somehow he broke free. Now that she thinks about it, perhaps the one who broke free from the Moth Queen's bewitching wasn't Yu Feng, but a ghost cultivator...
And then there's Xiao Jingyi; it was precisely because the Five Ghosts sensed a familiar and awe-inspiring aura about him that they alerted her.
Si Jin's eyes turned blood red. Was it because a ghost cultivator had arrived, or was it because the intense and rich bloody aura had stimulated his vampire instincts?
Ru Hua rarely saw her with such a complex and solemn expression, and said somewhat unaccustomedly, "Host, without the cell key, you can't get out."
"I know you're useless," Bi Xie scoffed, summoning the Five Ghosts.
She's becoming increasingly adept at summoning the five ghosts.
In this world, there are no lower-ranking vampires to follow him. Si Jin's vampire instincts have always been suppressed, and he has never drunk blood. This time, the emperor has gone too far, directly throwing women in for Si Jin to kill. Suddenly seeing so much blood and then discovering that she has disappeared, it's no wonder that Si Jin, who is always anxious and afraid of being abandoned, goes crazy!
We can't let Si Jin, who has lost his mind, leave the Jin Prince's Mansion. What if the people see his heterochromatic eyes...
He's such a sensitive person; if he were to become clear-headed and then be called a monster or a beast by others, he would probably feel despair and sadness again.
The five ghosts moved swiftly, and Bi Xie was brought to the Jin Prince's Mansion in the blink of an eye. But when she saw the pile of corpses in front of the mansion, her heart sank. She was too late. "Ru Hua, where did the villain go?"
"Let me take a look."
Several terrified women suddenly ran out of the mansion. Among the corpses, Bi Xie was surprised to find survivors and quickly reached out to stop them. "Do you know where Prince Jin went?"
The women were startled and looked up at her. The youngest woman exclaimed in surprise, "You...you're the princess?"
"Princess Consort Jin?"
Bi Xie didn't hide anything: "Yes, tell me, where did Prince Jin go?"
One of the women cried and said, “His Highness Prince Jin’s eyes turned red, like blood. He killed many people. Everyone in the manor who tried to stop him died. We told him that the Princess was in the palace and gave him directions. Only then did His Highness Prince Jin release us. Perhaps… perhaps he went to the palace. Please forgive us, Princess.”
There are so many skilled guards in the palace; they can surely subdue Prince Jin. But if they don't guide Prince Jin, it will be the most humble and pitiful commoners who suffer.
"Please forgive us, Your Highness! Please forgive us, Your Highness! We...we know nothing. We were captured."
Bi Xie looked at the crying girls. Their clothes were not made of good material, so they were obviously daughters from ordinary families. But there were some things he had to say. He said with a serious face, "What happened tonight must not be leaked, or you will know the consequences."
"I know, and I will keep my mouth shut."
"You can leave now," Bi Xie frowned, looking at the vast night sky. The silvery moonlight gradually dimmed, and dawn was approaching.
After the emperor had arranged everything, it was already late at night. He took a short nap, but was awakened by a nightmare. When he woke up, his head was throbbing and he dared not fall back asleep. He hurriedly called for his personal eunuch while panting. His right eyelid kept twitching. He dreamed again that his deceased elder brother was seeking revenge and wanted to strangle him. There was also the tragic death of the crown prince. All of this made him uneasy.
The eunuch on night watch, Fu Lin, rushed in immediately. Seeing that the emperor looked unwell, he offered a few words of comfort, but the emperor couldn't bear to listen. He frowned and said, "Go, summon Imperial Guard Lin to me." He felt uneasy, wondering if something had happened again.
Fulin acknowledged and bowed before leaving.
Just as he was about to go find Lin Jinwei, he smelled a bloody stench as he stepped down the steps. The two eunuchs who had been standing on either side of him at the bottom of the steps had fallen to the ground, and a pool of viscous liquid seemed to be spreading out from the black ground...
Fu Lin's heart leaped into his throat. Carrying the palace lantern, he trudged down several more steps to the bottom, where the stench of blood grew even stronger. When he saw the heads of the two eunuchs twisted to one side, his eyes widened in shock, and he let out a shrill "Ah!" Before he could utter the words "Catch the assassin," his throat was grabbed, and he was thrown several feet away, crashing heavily to the ground.
Upon hearing the scream, the emperor in the Hall of Mental Cultivation shuddered, his pupils contracted as he looked outside, and said in a deep voice, "Fulin."
No one responded to him.
A chilly night wind swept in, causing the candlelight to flicker. The emperor's heart skipped a beat, and he stood frozen for a moment before trembling as he walked toward the outer hall. Suddenly, a white figure darted in, carrying a biting chill and a thick stench of blood. It approached him, its blood-red pupils lifelessly glaring at him.
The emperor was so terrified by those red eyes that he collapsed to the ground.
After a long while, he finally recognized the person in front of him as Si Jin, but his eyes... how could his eyes have become like this...
"My son," the emperor said hoarsely, "you...you broke into the palace to see your father in the middle of the night, what were you doing? Are you feeling unwell?" He trembled, staring at him, his wide, luxurious robe sleeves fluttering on the ground as he scrambled to his feet in a panic. "I...I'll go summon the imperial physician for you..."
Before he could even step out, someone grabbed his shoulder, leaving a bloody handprint on his bright yellow robe.
"Where is she?" His voice was cold and somewhat hoarse, quite unlike his usual self.
The emperor stared at the bloodstains covering him, some dried, some fresh, and his heart nearly leaped out of his chest. Where were the guards outside? Were they all dead? "Guards! Protect the emperor!"
However, he couldn't utter a sound, fearing that the bloodied hand would grab his neck next. His breathing became slow and heavy, and he forced a loving smile, "Her? Is my son looking for Princess Jin? Is...is he looking for Princess Jin? I...I didn't hurt Princess Jin. I...I'll send someone to take you to see her. Let me go first..."
The blood-eyed boy remained unmoved, then asked expressionlessly, "Where is she?"
This is like a life-or-death question; if you can't answer it, you die.
The emperor's eyes drooped, staring intently as the blood-red hands slowly moved towards his neck. His pupils shrank, and he stammered, "Princess Jin is in the Heavenly Prison, in the Heavenly Prison! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll release Princess Jin immediately! My son, you…" The rest of his words caught in his throat. He stared incredulously at the boy's crimson eyes, his fear and panic still lingering, before he slowly collapsed.
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